I'm from that Gary, Indiana

Just in time for the end of Halloween it's "Hallow-Mayer"!

Hey!

This one is called "Spookfest 2000"

Hot shit

This one is called "Jam Master Jay's Skeleton Takes a Break"

Yo yo yo

This one is called "Welcome to Crazyworld..."

Scootball

This one is called, "The Mystery of Sex"

A poem

Here's a little poem I wrote for all the crazy women out there...

I Want To Be Your Spiderman
By ME

I want to be your Spiderman
I want to shoot you with my web blasters of love
I want to swing through your New York City
Oh shit, look out for that car!

Here's an critical piece meant to depict the state of the art world nowadays. I was going to make it a lot crazier but I decided to get drunk instead.

Booooooze

Well I've recently been thumbing through a copy of the wacky humor book that my dad wrote in 1983! Yeah, how often do you read that in a blog?!? Wahaha! The book is called Slow Trucks, and well, it's, like, weird cause my dad seems to have been obsessed with two things when he wrote this book, conveniently listed here:
-Nuclear war
-Chicken McNuggets
Yeah, I don't get it either! Also there's a story that culminates in a midjet having sex with a passed out woman. Yeah, I don't get it either. The point is if one of your parents has written a book, don't read it, cause it might have a story about a midget having sex with a wacky passed out chick.

Hey, jerks!

Wowza, well what's new guys? Oh, me? Well hmmm, let's see...I am seriously considering participating in National Novel Writing Month (link), which is basically a bunch of people trying to write a 50,000 word novel from November 1-30.
The more I think about this challenge, this more I think I would really enjoy doing it, but I am also starting to realize how much work this could be. First of all I'd need some good characters, and characters I wouldn't get sick of writing about. Second of all, I need a story. I'm not really concerned about what the actual story is but it needs to provide a good framework which will let me fuck around and do my thing.
Another problem is that I don't read enough novels to emulate or imitate the "traditional" novel style, so I'd kind of need to figure out what works as I go along.
The other problem is writing a shitload. 50,000 words in one month is over 1,500 hundred words a day. It honestly wouldn't be very difficult for me to meet the requirements if I tried. I can easily stomp out 1,000 words in an hour, especially if I can say whatever I want, which is part of the appeal of this whole process anyway. The only problem is I am a horrbile procrastinator and I let myself get behind in almost everything I do. This could be my opportunity to actually apply myself to something, although I'd feel like an asshole for crapping out. I'm not sure if I should try to oull this off...I guess we'll know on November 1st.

More Spiderman Freak-Out Mania

Wack Spiderman Head

Check it out, guys

Here's a little something I whipped up

whoa guys

jeez sorry i was really drunk last night I don't remember anything so i'm sorry if I called anybody a jerk. okay gusy i have to go my head is killing me

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Words of Wisdom

I've been around. In my travels I've met a bunch of black people, and even more white people, but that's not the point. The point is that out of all these black people I've met, I'll tell you there hasn't been a single one who couldn't play harmonica. Is this just a racist stereotype? Perhaps. But, listen folks, when you meet a lot of black people not only do you get to hear plenty of soulful harmonica jams, you also learn a lot about how the world works. Up until now I've been hesitant to share all the wonderful things black people have taught me, but I think it's time to open the floodgates of my immense knowledge.
Contrary to popular belief, you can judge a book by its cover but it probably won't be a very accurate judgment.
Ain't no party like a Hilfiger party cause a Hilfiger party don't stop.
God hates fags (Austin 3:16), but that doesn't mean he's not secretly attracted to them.
Really, all I need to know in life that I didn't learn from black people I learned from my cat. Like I learned that you should eat your food like it might disappear at any moment. Also you should get spooked out really easily, cause most of the time you are just gonna look like a spaz, but it just might save your life.
It's funny to grab a cat by its back legs and push it around like a wheelbarrow. Or to pick it up by its front legs and make it walk like a people person.
If you're on a roller coaster don't try and stand up or you might get chopped in half.
Speaking of getting chopped in half, Dave Chapelle is kind of a loser and he brews up a good show but I don't think he's very comfortable being black. Dave Chapelle is about as comfortable being black as Eminem is being white.
If you are on-base and there's two outs you need to run on anything.
Even after you take the magazine out of a pistol mcshotsem gun there's still a bullet in the chamber, so don't point it at anybody and pull the trigger cause you'll shoot 'em.
President Bush = fag.
If your computer is running way to slow, the best immediate solution is to hit ctrl+alt+delete and see if something is fucking up. A lot of times there will be adobe acrobat or some other program which you closed but it didn't really close. For Mac users, I don't know go fuck yourself or something.
Never regret money spent on books or flowers. But at the same time you can't always just a buy a gal flowers cause she might think you are cheating on her. And if you buy her a book she will think you are gay.
Never post your e-mail address publicly on the web. There are programs which basically scan web pages for random e-mail addresses to add to mailing lists. Also, don't ever "unsubscribe" from a spam mailing list because it's just a trick that shows the tricky jerks out there that your e-mail address is active.
Don't try to grab a cop's gun, he will probably just shoot you with it!
If there's something on the ground that looks interesting, don't pick it up. It's probably a bomb and/or covered in a thin layer of poop.
And that's all my advice for today, folks! Take it to heart and let it carry you through life on a purple cloud!

Up Late with Raymond Ursher

Top 10 Complaints of an Emo Fag

10. Their women's pants aren't tight enough
9. Are a deep, tortured poet trapped in an upper-middle-class white kid's body
8. Prices of non-prescription black-rimmed glasses are skyrocketing
7. Dad once totally embarassed them in front of all their friends
6. Parents just don't understand
5. Nobody understands
4. Not enough representation of emo fags in the popular media
3. Out of black hair dye; too melancholy to go to Safeway and buy more
2. General discontent
1. Didn't get Super Nintendo for Christmas when they were 12

New shit

Here is a poem I wrote when I had a bit of time to kill before class today...

Spider Jerk
By ME

Spiderman enters an abandoned warehouse
"This doesn't look good," he thinks to himself
His spidey sense tingles; danger is at hand
The time for procrastination is over

Suddenly, a ghost appears
It is translucent and white
Instead of eyes it has two black voids
It is dressed in the manner
Of a civil war Union soldier
This doesn't look good

Spiderman springs into action
Plow! A wad of spider webbing
Shoots forth from his wrist
Is his web shot biological...
Or did he invent it in a lab?
The world may never know

The webbing goes right through the ghost

Spiderman, Spiderman
You need to devise a new spider plan
Spiderman, don't mean to be rude
Gotta use your brains to bag this one, dude

"If I don't trap this ghost,
I'm toast," Spiderman mumbles to himself
He needs time to think
So he runs to the other side of the warehouse

The ghost floats right behind spiderman
Shooting ghost bullets out of a ghost musket
A ghost bullet flies right through Spiderman's head
"Whoa, that was too close for comfort," he says
In a rasied voice

Spiderman now has a new strategy
"It's time to fight fire with fire," he shouts
"Or should I say...ghost with ghost?"
Spiderman is not fucking around anymore

Spiderman turns his wrists on himself
He instinctually shies away from the poweful web-blasters
After a moment of hesitation
He releases a deadly blast of web at his own head

Spiderman is killed instantly
His body collapses on the floor
A mily spirit emerges from his corpse
Spiderman has become Ghost Spiderman

Ghost Spiderman jumps right into it
He clobbers his fellow ghost
With a barrage of powerful punches
And kicks too

Go, Spiderman!
Kill the bad guy
Punch him in the face...
Punch him in the face again

Spiderman knocks the ghost on his ass
Spiderman uses his ghost webs
To hang the spirit from the cieling
The cops later arrest the spook and put him in jail
But he just floats right through the bars

The End??!?!

No scrubs

Brand new John Cusack & The Pope, fresh off the presses! Get it while it's hot!

Hot shit!

Here is the premiere of my new webcomic called "John Cusack & The Pope" and I hope you all enjoy it!

Hey, jerks

Well as usual last night I got drunk and got a bunch of shit done! I am usually very efficient when it comes to getting shit done, even when am an inebriated. I am proud to say that despite my altered state, I was able to make stuff happen....see?:

The second check mark, of course, is written in my own feces. I don't like to brag, but when I get a litttle soused and break out the quill and inkwell, I consider myself the Thomas Jefferson of poop. So yah basically I tried to convince Josh over the internet that the war in Iraq was a bad idea and I'm happy to report...I did! By the end of our little "convo," Josh positively detested American military policy and had become a rabid anarchist.
The second item on my rockin' and rollin' list was completed as I posted a couple of sassy comments in the "weblog" of one Mr. Dmitri Von Klein. The best of my two comments, of course, was this one, posted as "Spiderman":
If I had my way, you’d all be shot up with spidey-webs.
Ha! That's rich. Ironically as I read through the inspired musings of this wacky ramblin' man, I learned Dmitri looks down on people who buy and possibly consume beer. This, of course, was ironic because as I was reading this I had dranked approximetly 10 beers, and hence, was drunk. After reading Dmitri's thoughts on the subject of booze, I quickly flew into a beligerant rage and grabbed my computer monitor (which is actually quite heavy) and threw it against a nearby wall. I proceded to do the same with several paperback books. This is the last I thing I remember before waking up in a pool of my own snot and vomit and piss. Quite a night, I'll tell ya what!
Well guys, I've gotta go, but I hope you all enjoy this pic I drew of "Formal Spiderman," okay?

Down like a clown, Charlie B-b-b

Hey dudes what's up!? Has anybody heard the wacky KDUK rap anthem? It's preeeeeeeetty funny!
I am excited about Team America: World Police! I know it's already out but I haven't seen it and probably won't for a while so I think my excitement is justified. From the moment I heard the title I was cracking up and I haven't stopped ever since! I saw a preview/making-of thing on MTV and the clip of the puppet dude throwing up was reallly funny! Early impressions of this movie from people are really good, apparently it's a laugh attack and a half.
Hmmmm recently I completed a game I've had for like 4 years called Banjo-Tooie! I originally had to put the game down because it was just too big, but after maybe another 10 hours of playtime I'd beaten the final boss. This game is pretty fun, but it doesn't have quite the same magic touch of the orginal, Banjo-Kazooie. I played that game to hell and did everything and it was a great time. I've heard somebody observe that after a while video games just stop being as fun as they were when you were younger, they just kind of don't stimulate you as much after a while. I don't play videogames nearly as much as I used to, but when I do I think I enjoy them more. Some people spend a shitload of money on video games or DVDs and I would tell them to send some of that money to me so that I can have some! Anyways Banjo-Tooie was definetly hella harder than it's predecessor, you have to work a lot more for the payoffs. Pretty classy, overall. I would give it a solid 8/10.
I'm glad the Oregon Ducks football team won their game this weekend, goooooo ducks!
Hmmmmmmm music music music...I am pretty disastisfied with the state of music as usual...I mean there's songs that are pretty bad but also not lame at all but most of the new hit songs nowadays are both bad and lame which is a deadly combo. Have you heard the semi-new Destiny's Child song? Where they are like "Dooby doo wa, make me lose my breath" and it's really wack when you first hear it, but then it kind of becomes more acceptable as you hear it like 5 times but it's still not good. And by this point I am getting preeeetty sick of Juvenile's Slow Motion and also the Lean Back song which are both thankfully falling out of the usual radio rotations. While commercial music sucks, "obscure" music is jsut as horrible especially underground rap which is worse than real rap. Every underground rapper is out to prove how smart they are and it usually just makes for meaningless lyrics about shit. I've talked about this phenomenon before but there seems to be a bunch of wacky rap artists that would be considered "underground" by the people who like them but are also the exact same rappers that every other "underground hip-hop" fan listens to. Like whatever Anticon, Eyedea, Slug, Sage Francis, Aesop Rock, Kanye West and also I would include jerks like Jurassic 5, Blackalicious and Del. All those jerks get hella attention but really they are all pretty unoriginal in what they are trying to achieve which is mostly just to make sometimes-grittier, intellectual-type rap which I dunno it's all pretty way gay. Basically these guys are usually nowhere near as inspired as they would like to be and even when they have real talent their music almost always comes off as truly pretentious and contrived. So fuck you, rap jerks!
And as for rock, rock is dead, get it through your head. Seriosuly urrrrgh, rock music today is made by a bunch of people who know how to write rock music and when you know how to make music there's really only so many variations on how you can structure a song before it starts to sound too much like another song that's already been made. The other problem is jerk rock musicians are always trying to imitate and combine all their old influences and really not enough people are trying to push the limits of musical composition. I mean some people try, but it seems to be really hard to make a song that's both totally catchy and totally original. I feel bad for Green Day cause like I already said their single is incredibly annoying both because of its retarded, mega-super-duper-cliche lyrics and the fact that it sounds like a bunch of songs on Dookie all mashed up into one song that's really nothing worth listening to.
I mean really, this is kind of obvious but lots of people will listen to and enjoy anything that's on the radio. This usually leads to a bunch of half-assed songs that are some jerk's second single that they made because their first single came out of nowhere and the fates convened and decided to allowed the creation of a song that was good enough to gain some noteriety. A good example right now is Ciara's "Goodies" which is actually supposedly about abstinence or something, and now she has a new single out with Missy Elliot and of course it's just really blah. And of course in like 9 months she will come out with some barely listenable single which is just enough like "Goodies" to get airplay but just different enough so that nobody goes "Hey, that's 'Goodies'!" Well yah none of this is really fresh commentary but I'm just worried in general about how on the one hand you have a bunch of music that just hits you in the face with how downright shitty and souless it is and then you've got this other contingent of jerks who think they are the shit because their music is really unremarkable and it isn't on the radio. And even worse are the people who are like "Well the only good music is retro music so obviously the only way to save music is to make it into wack attack throwback crap bullshit." I especially hate when somebody tries to make like a 60's style rock song or like a 70's style funk/soul/r&b + hip-hop song when really it's just a pale imitation of the atmosphere of those old songs. And of course I mean there was a lot of shitty music from eras past too, and the odds of some weird throwback song actually recreating the total-package of catchiness and atmosphere that makes a truly classic song are really next to nothing. So why even try? Music needs to move foward, and while it's important to appreciate our musical heritage, I jsut wish everything I hear nowadays wasn't either an attempt to achieve some retro ideal or an attempt to rip off what's already proven to sell. So fuck you, music jerks!
Anyways that was all pretty long-winded and semi-sassy, but I think you know what I mean. So do your part and stop listenting to shitty music unless it's the kind that's really cool and fun to listen to. If that's the case then go ahead and listen to it.
It's my highly personal opinion that black isn't a color; it's an attitude. I've always wished I were black, but I realized that if I just truly believe that I am black and start getting a really heavy tan and maybe also start putting on dark makeup then eventually I will become negro! Seriously, who says you have to be from Africa (originally) to be African-American!?? I mean, really, if you really think about it we are all from Africa originally and also on a biological level race doesn't exist so why do black people always fly into a black rage when I say "What's up, nigga?" and raise my hand for a high five? It's like jeez, take a chill pill, Chris Tucker.
Okay well once again here we go this is Randy B. signing off, later suckerz.

What's up, playboy, whassuh?

This one is called "The Boss Means Biz"

Dave Chapelle: Racist

This one is called "Warning: Hot Shit"

Hey

This one is called "Up Your Nose With a Rubber Hose; Watch Out for that Car, Spiderman"

Peace out, homebody

Q: What's the opposite of Christopher Reeve?
A: Christopher Walken!

penis

Do I sound like I'm on ooold-time raaaadio?!?

Kanyeezee you did it again, you a genius nigga! Hello, friends, niggers, and compatriats! Welcome to another wacky entry in my wacky Blogspot blog, baas hogg. Well well lately I'd say I've been on the up and up. Wait, that's not what I meant. I actually pretty much know the meaning of anything I say...if I don't, well then I didn't say it or I was drunk and I did anyways! Being drunk is great because when I get drunk I become incredibly charming and funny and creative. Anywaysssszzszszsz, lately I've been not exactly on a roll, but I really don't have anything to complain about, unlike somebody who is paralyzed! I think even if I were palaramagized I could make the best of it cause c'mon you know I could come up with some funny-ass wheelchair jokes. I officially deem this blog a success...overall I think I've come up with some blazingly original stuff, some of which was kinda lol and I mean at the very least I've developed one fuck of a writing style. I mean, I don't mean to toot my own penis but I do seem to have a way with the english language. It's kind of like I am a modernist painter and the english language is like the watered-down cat feces I use to paint my abstractions of DaVinci's Mona Lisa.
Allright since I already touched on this I feel like I should rub on it...Kanye West, big giant fag homo fucker nigger music extraordinaire. Kanye....okay keep doing your thing. Kanye West gets props for a few things...the first two of which are "Thru the Wire" which is just kind of funny since it's big puffy-face Kanye West in full effect. Ha that reminds me of a convo i had a while agoooo. I was talking to a guy sometime maybe like ummmm right after that song came out his name is Adam something he went to sheldon in our grade and we were having a really good convo about rap and the subject of Kanye came up and he was like "Uh, I think it's Kayne." and I was like "No, that's what I though at first but I'm pretty sure it's Kanye." and he was like "Well okay, I guess we'll just have to agree to disagree. Time will tell!" okay that's not word for word what he said but that was the g-unit jist of it and ya well I guess I came out on top in that "argument". Ya basically folks don't try to debate with me ever or don't accept a bet I make cause in either of these situations I probably know exactly what I'm talkin about cause I'm Cuban B smarty man #1! Well anywayssssszszsz Kanye is okay, he's okay. Lyrics: kinda wack sack attack. Beats: sampled but sampled well but sampled in the same style repitively. I have a nickname for Kanye West which is Kanye and the Chipmunks which doesn't even really make sense, but ya, oh, snap. Oh ya the other reason Kanye gets a break is because of The New Workout Plan....hot shit! That song allllmost makes up for "Jesus Walks" which I dunno...I think maybe, just maybe, Kanye thinks he is Jesus...and that's just not rightly or good.
The other day I woke up and I started thinking right away and if you think right when you wake up your personality hasn't really taken hold yet...I had some really refreshing and puzzling thoughts about how my life has played out. I mean it was like being myself from a stranger's point of view...and it made me really see, really for just a couple of interesting seconds, how my world had bent itself around some stuff. But at the same time...you know you might be able to tell but I looove who I am. I don't even cosider myself that much of an egoistatist cause ya know I try to be humble but I don't think it's wrong just to really like myself sometimes. Not in a sexual sense, you big pervs, but I mean fuck it in the words of Method Man, "I liiike thiss worrllld!" mmmmmm okay jerks, fags, and wanksters I have to jet like the jet set generation sooooo....later skaters! beatlemania

Jesus, think you could scooch over and make room for one more?

Today is a sad day. On October 3rd, 2004 at 6:19 am my black friend Jerome Quincy Adams was pronounced dead at Portland General. He was in a real bad car accident on the Burnside bridge and he fought as long as he could but he eventually died because of massive internal bleeding and several broken bones. Included below is a collage of all of my favorite photos of Jerome...
~~~/J-Man AKA Rock Hat AKA The Shiz AKA Bones McFace R.i.P.\~~~

Here is a bonus picture of my other friend Jake with rapper and actor DMX.

Hey fags

What's up jerks and jerkettes!!??! Whoa man lol last night, man, last night I tell ya what. Last night I was sippin on some Jack & coke. Actually, this is funny, I was sippin on Jim Evans & Safeway Select Cola. Yah good shit! Really, honestly, I feel like I am gonna die. Not in a hungover sense but really, I give myself exactly 75% chance of surviving the next year of my life.
Now, don't get me wrong, I am really pretty g-d happy, I have never been even close to suicidal. I just feel, sometimes, a lot of the time, like my body is breaking down all over. Maybe I'm just fat.
Has anybody heard the new eminem song?? oohhhhhhh man! I heard it a couple of days ago on Kduk and hahha eminem stole my idea for a rap song!!!!!! except mine would be wayyyyyyy more filthy but damn, Eminem gets mad props not for the content but for his ability to take it to the limit and then snap it (it being the limit)!!! Well whateva, the pee-wee-herman-sound song is funny, but a lot of stuff is funny and that's about it, jerks.
The other night I watched Chris Walken on Conan and it was a treat!!! Seriously, okay, like the interview with Christopher Walkeyman was awkward, but then again isn't every interview with Conan??!?! hahha nah in case you haven't noticed, Conan embraces awkwardness with all his gusto and it makes him grrreat. If you ever watch him regularly you'll notice his skits follow a routine which is actuallyreally fucking funny if you think about it. Here's what Conan says:
"Now you can't make this stuff up, that would just would jsut waste everyone's time."
and lol,
"Now celebrties are charming, rich, and gay...sometimes all three baby, whoa what has two thumbs and loves celebs??? this guy (conan points his thumbs at his face)"
Anyways seriously there's people who think conan is funny and there's the people who "get" Conan.
Anyways I was watching walken lol on the show and damn that dude was fucking funny. there were a few lines which just slayed or slew me, whichever of those is correct. Like, hahha fuck the point where he was like "I don't like christopher, I like chris. when I see christopher up on the marquee it looks like a train." or something like that...that's the joke!!!! and it's really fucking funny if you just chill out and are drunk!!!!!!!! okat well jerks, fags, and niggers I must go go go, but I love you all and I will talk to yas lata!!!!

Hollaaaa

Yo hey jerk dogs how ya'alls livin homebrews?!?! What's up sluggers and sluggerettes?!!? Yo so like as I mentioned earlier I helped nurse a stray kitten back to health. My pal Tara found a stray cat with like ear mites and mange and hella fleas and shit on Gilham and it's the sweetest little thing you've ever seen. Ya we took it to a Salem vet today and today this cat is doing quite well...little Kareem loves love and love is love love. Yah yah well yah all is well in Rando-citch, I hope sass proves fatal sags!
Hey also I am watching a movie called Midnnight in the Garden of Good and Evil aaaand...from like the first 20 minutes onward i was hooked on this film. Any jerk with and sense of class will see somethong on this sassy flick about drama in the bahamas! Before I saw this movie all I knew about it was that it was directed by Clint Eastword....and by knowing that it has let mee sass this movie out 10 times which is nothing this movie rocks socks, jocks! peace niggarz

Yah jacks H

Hey guys ya totally awww well as I said earkier now I am helping take care of the cutest little asap you'v ever seen and he's so smaart and pally and right now I am watching the mystery movie I talked about last entry...Jiggaboos pleeaz jus see it you will not reget this tet a tet...loooooooooo//........! Anyeays teh little prince is chillin, he is the cutestest little chat you ever did sizznee. Me thinks jerk S. is the legit shit. I love my little S-town balla kitssch ya peace nigssssas!!!!!!

Yo whazzup jerks

Hey mangs whazzup?!?!? Yo jerks sorry about my last sass I was little tired, I was liiitle incoherant...my entry about the debates came out fine, but it was nothing memorable. Aaaanyays....
Does anybody watch Sabado Grande???!? I watched a lot of it tonight and I must say....Sabado Grande rocks cocks! Seriosuly, it's so great to be able to understand mexican because really, mexican TV is way greater than american TV! Sabado Grande, or Big Saturday for the laymyns in the crowd, is a variety show in the truest sense! Do you want sexy latinas??!? Well u got it! Do you desire to watch wacky physical/mental challenges...Well Sabado Grande has got you covered...!!!!!!
Skiddamarinky shrinky dink the U.S. Ducks lost again tonight! By my count that puts them at 1-3....ouchie wowchie. I do think this team will kick ass next year, but seriously, this is a learning season. But still.....GO DUCKS!!!!
Ghosts? Fuck ghosts. Allright I will acknowledge the fact that there may be ultra-terrestrieal phenomen but when somebody says "Teh TV turned on and it wasn't even plugged in oooh spoooooooooky!" well guess waht fuck you fags I don't know much about ghosts but I know that they might be able to defy the laws of physics but the certain-as-fuck-ly can't defy the laws of electronics. Fuck you!
Mmmmmm well that's about all I really need to rap about blog-style but hey jerks keep it sassy and never stop dreeeeeamin'!!!

John Kerry superslam

Oh, snap! John Kerry did very well in last night's presidential debate. I was worried about John Kerry's election bid for a while, but essentially winning that debate was a great thing for him. I only saw abot half an hour of the debates but from what I saw, Bush sucked! He was redundant and fairly uncomposed! The defining moment was the last question. After John Kerry talked some more about the Korean war, it was George Bush's time to respond, and it sounded like he wasn't even paying attention to what John Kerry was saying. Once agian he was like "I think people know where I stand on this, I can't make myself any clearer." Actually his actual words were: "You know my opinion on North Korea. I can't say it any more plainly."
At this point, the debate's moderator Jim Lehrer decided to give Bush a helping and and pointed out that John Kerry had used the word "truth" several times to describe what the Bush administration had not provided. Fuck it here's the transcript:
LEHRER: Thirty seconds, Mr. President.
BUSH: You know my opinion on North Korea. I can't say it any more plainly.
LEHRER: Well, but when he used the word truth again...
BUSH: Pardon me?
LEHRER: ... talking about the truth of the matter. He used the word truth again. Did that raise any hackles with you?
BUSH: Oh, I'm a pretty calm guy. I don't take it personally.
LEHRER: OK. All right.
lol yah that wasn't exactly the most powerful way that Bush could have used his last chance actually directly debate John Kerry. Supposedly Bush is kind of an emotional wreck, and takes the criticism against him personally. My pal Sam was telling me that a former Bush aide has talked about the president breaking down and crying because of the stress. According to this guy he takes a boatload of anti-depressants just to stay afloat. Poor guy!
Ya so basically everybody worldwide pretty much agrees saying that John Kerry came out on top in this contest of the minds, good for him. I think he did a really good job of sounding sincere, thoughtful, and overall he was just a lot more specific about all of his debating points. He responded directly to almost everything Bush shot out, and he made his opinions clear which is essential since he's been struggling to shake off that wack-attack flip-flop jizz. Yah that's about all I've got to say about the debates, I'm just very glad that John Kerry really stepped up to the plate last night. Hot shit!
Oooh right now there is a cute little kitten sitting on my lap! Oooh, are you intruiged? Well I don't have time to explain it right now, so get outta here, fags!