Archive for September, 2008

Ryan Holiday Edits Tucker Max’s Wiki Page in Order to Flatter Him, Gets Busted

Thursday, September 25th, 2008

The Gods of Funny have once again smiled on me. Does anyone remember Ryan Holiday? He was that whining, crying, puling puddle of loser I made fun of last year? Tucker Max’s ‘personal assistant?’  I know, I know, I almost forgot all about him myself. However, a clever reader of mine periodically keeps tabs on […]

There’s No Such Thing as Individuality

Monday, September 15th, 2008

The two of us stood idly by the lake, shivering slightly as the breeze swept over the water. Periodically, she’d pick up a tennis ball and chuck it off into the distance. Her dog, a ball crazy yellow lab, would frantically dive into the water in hot pursuit. My dog, not much of a retriever […]

Will the Real V Please Stand Up?

Tuesday, September 9th, 2008

What. A. Fucking. Headache. Seriously, people. My eyes are bleeding here! Some of you just shortened my goddamn lifespan by 10 years with your insipid blubbering. Thanks a lot. I was going to wait to write about this after things were finalized a bit more and I had, you know, accurate information to give you, […]

Personal Branding is a Load of Garbage

Monday, September 8th, 2008

Upon walking into my friend Lizzie’s apartment yesterday, I was disappointed to find that she had also invited a girl we’ll call ‘Marie’ over. Now I’ve never particularly liked Marie, although until yesterday, I couldn’t really tell you why. My interactions with her have always been fairly limited (considering she’s not my friend), so I’ve […]

Ferguson’s Down Syndrome Adventures: His Missing Blue Crayon

Friday, September 5th, 2008

By: IamRob Illustrations: Ken Everyone is born, but not everyone is born the same. Some will grow to be butchers or bakers, or candlestick makers. A rapist or a dancer…or die early from cancer. Some will be born with one kidney, one ear, one lung, or have fetal alcohol syndrome…from a drunk mother on rum. […]