cheesemeister
Everyone who views this site will walk away a better person for doing so. Madd props to the cheesemeister, even madder props to her site. (Wait... does that sound right?) One of the few honest, interesting sites on the net.(Honestly, it is pretty interesting.) Could not give a better recomendation. (Maybe I could if I could just figure this bloggin' shit out.) So ya better take a look, or Santa won't bring ya no presents. (If anyone still believes in Santa.) Honestly, I don't believe in Santa, he never really brought me shit anyway. (Santa Claus is a fat bitch, another year and I ain't get shit. ICP) Oh well...Have a Merry whatever, Happy whatever, or whatever etc. Hope all your wishes and dreams come true.
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I would like to post directly a comment from an Anonomous blogger who used the name
gettingbackatsantaforthebettermentofmankind
Yes that may be quite a long name but I thought it was funny enough to post... so post it I shall!!! Here is the exact posting.....
Santa took my freaking Jack last year, ran into a powerline, knocking out all power to our neighborhood, somehow managed to turn around and sideswipe a busload of senior citizens on the highway. That fat fucker better not land on my roof this year, I'm gonna spray the roof with warm water so it freezes and watch him fall off. I'll take a picture and post it. It should be some funny shit. Drunk fat bastard, that will teach him to shit in my stocking.
Some of you may not share my distaste for the "jolly old fellow". But that fucker shat on me my entire life, damn stupid reindeer shit on the roof. He got stuck in the chimney one year and had the nerve to ask me for "a wee bit of Brandy." To which I replied, Brandy...I broke up with her like last week man, and let me tell ya you don't want none of that tramp. He laughed, and shook the damn chimney completely down, I mean the fat bastard broke the chimney off the house. I ended up givin' him a beer and telling him that my insurance agent would be in contact with him. He gave me a card. I still have it in fact, kind of a trophy of mine, but do you have any idea how many people in the U.S. alone that have legally changed their name to Santa Claus?? Quite a few man...quite a few. I know that fucker will return and when he does....lets just say, I'm ready to do battle with those damn reindeer and his fat ass too. Not to mention the elves, shitty ass toymakers.
4 Comments:
Cool blog, can't wait to see what you shall post, as the poster of this blog.
Cool... someone else out there don't believe in Santa neither. (Damn..my high school English teacher would have loved to pick apart that sentence.)
The Cheesemeister thanks you for your kind words and would give you presents, except she's broke!
Last year Santa ate the cookies and milk, then left me with a bag of reindeer poop! And everybody wonders why I'm so bitter!
Peace,
Cheesy
Santa took my freaking Jack last year, ran into a powerline, knocking out all power to our neighborhood, somehow managed to turn around and sideswipe a busload of senior citizens on the highway. That fat fucker better not land on my roof this year, I'm gonna spray the roof with warm water so it freezes and watch him fall off. I'll take a picture and post it. It should be some funny shit. Drunk fat bastard, that will teach him to shit in my stocking.
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