The Big Three Bailout Alternative 
Author: johnmilton
I will not take credit for this idea. I heard it from my future father in-law last night during dinner and it was so amazing I wanted to share it. We all know the Big 3 Automotive makers are in financial trouble. We know the dealerships who employ hundreds of thousands of employees are in trouble, we know the banking industry are in trouble and we know we are in a recession which means the consumers are in trouble.
A simple solution.
Do not give the Big 3 money directly. The government can instead issue vouchers to tax payers for 60% - 70% off the price of a new car from one of the Big 3 companies. Consumers could go buy a brand new car for 70% off. The banks could pretty much right secured loans because if the consumer defaults, they can resell the vehicle for more then the original loan was written, the dealerships would be booming with business and all those employees would keep their jobs, the Big 3 would flourish with record breaking sales figures and the consumer would see a direct impact in a positive way with a new car ... that the government helped them purchase.
If only life were this simple eh?
He said he was going to send the idea to Barack Obama. Yes We Can.
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George Carlin - RIP My Friend Author: johnmilton
Carlin, who had a history of heart trouble, died of heart failure Sunday, according to publicist Jeff Abraham. Carlin went to St. John's Health Center in Santa Monica on Sunday afternoon, complaining of chest pain, and died at 5:55 p.m. PT, 06/22/2008.
You will be missed my friend. In fact, you already are.
Beauty and the Eric Speaks Author: johnmilton
A friend of mine really enjoys the TV show Beauty and the Geek. He runs a website that I have linked on the right side of my page called "eric speaks". So I have linked a picture of this seasons cast, and will use it to play a game I call ... "Where's the Watcher?"
Enjoy!
Do you smell what the Bush is cooking? Author: johnmilton
Adm. William Fallon is resigning as chief of U.S. forces in the Middle East and Central Asia after more than a year in the post, citing what he called an inaccurate perception that he is at odds with the Bush administration over Iran.
Lets think about this scenario for a moment. You are a career Military Admiral. Bush only has less than a year left for you to put up with him. But you resign.
It doesn't take a large imag/i/nation to fill in the gaps, let me give it a shot:
Big Business in America (who runs the Government) needs to keep either Bush in office or help elect McCain (who they have already helped in sweeping the news about him fucking one of their lobbyists under the media rug) so they start a War with Iran because (a) they have nuclear weapons and plan to use them (b) they have fueled the insurgency in Iraq and helped to distabalize it (c) they attacked our troops or soveign american soil (they haven't done this yet .. ). So right before the Presidential Election we go back to War against a righteous enemy, Bush and McCain look like they were right all along about Iraq and Terrorists, Toby Keith sings a new song about The US not backing Down against Iran the Clown, the sheep in America start watching CNN around the clock to cheer for the new war and McCain gets elected President.
What in the Hell is happening to our Once Great County? Greed and Big Business my friends.
Their Hypocrisy goes only so far Author: johnmilton
So let me get this straight. If your a Democrat and have sex with a prosititute for $5,000.00 its bad and you should be removed from office. If your a Republican and have sex with a Lobbyist to influence your decisions in Government about Corporate Big Business its good, and you should be the Next Presidential Nominee. What the fuck are we coming to as a Nation?
They both cheated on their wives. They both got caught. One gets off scott free and is running for President while the other gets burned at the stake? Wow, just wow.
McCain Story here. http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/02/25/AR2008022502421.html
Spitzer Story here. http://www.iht.com/articles/2008/03/11/america/11spitzer.php
Are you really thinking about voting for Hillary? Author: johnmilton
Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me.
Are you Fucking Serious Mississippi ? Author: johnmilton
Description: Food establishments; prohibit from serving food to any person who is obese.
Background Information:
Disposition: Active
Deadline: General Bill/Constitutional Amendment
Revenue: No
Vote type required: Majority
Effective date: July 1, 2008
History of Actions:
1 01/25 (H) Referred To Public Health and Human Services;Judiciary B
Here is a path to the actually piece of legislature:
http://billstatus.ls.state.ms.us/2008/pdf/history/HB/HB0282.xml
All I am going to say here is "THIS IS WHAT THE GOVERNMENT IS SPENDING THEIR FUCKING TIME DOING?!?!?" Holy Fuck we are Doomed. I'm out.
The War on Sc/i/entology Author: johnmilton
As many of you are aware ... and many of you are not ... there is a war going on between a group calling themselves Anonymous and the church of scientology. I will provide some useful l/i/nks located here and you can make up your mind for what side you believe is the right side or the wrong side.
Message to Scientolgy from Anonymous
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JCbKv9yiLiQ
The Party Van
http://www.partyvan.info
Fox News Reports on Anonymous
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DNO6G4ApJQY
Fair and Balanced. You Decide ;)
All I have to say is ... Fuck Snow Author: johnmilton
You know I have been on this whole global warming kick for a while now. I have been rooting that Al Gore is right. Boy was I wrong. If global warming was really a threat, then I wouldn't be shoveling my car out of snow drifts in December would I? I mean if the god damn glaciers are gonna melt then why is it still snowing at my house? I'm calling bullshit on global warming. Yes its for a very selfish reason I know .. I hate snow. I might make a personal mission of going outside once and hour and unloading a full bottle of hairspray into the atmosphere. Maybe that will help take the snow away and warm things up a bit.
One person can't change the world .. but if you feel this strongly about snow .. then you should do the same.
Together we can make our cold winter state into a tropical paradise! Here are a few ways you can help:
1. Leave you car running all the time. When you go into work, just lock the doors and keep it running.
2. Fart as often as possible.
3. Never leave full Areosol cans just laying around .. put them to use and unleash them into the envirnoment.
4. Keep buying Al Gores bullshit. The more speaking engagements and movie showing he flys his private jet too .. the better.
Together we can make our world a warmer place :)
Touchdown Jesus Author: johnmilton
Well it's football season again, Thank God! The Cleveland Browns are my team, I know you can pity me later. I am a diehard Browns fan. Through the good, the bad and the ugly, I will stick with my team. This year shpows hope though for the first time in a while. With the advent of a solid Offense line (which they havent had since the 80s), a decent running back in Lewis, a good set of receivers, and now .. Touch Down Jesus. Yes I am refering to Brady Quinn.
So all I have to say is this ....
Go Browns!!!!!!!!!!
The bladder dialogs Author: saxman
I found this little gem while looking for web design tips actually...it's almost a funny story there. Anyways, thought I'd pass this along to you! You can read his entire journal here: http://overcaffeinated.net/
Enjoy!
The bladder dialogs
We’ll call her… Gabrielle. Gabrielle is smart, slender, tall-ish, and totally off her rocker. Just my type. (I met her through match.com — incidentally, I was the one who contacted her). We’re having a fairly nice date, when I ask her:
— “So, what do you do in your spare time?”
— “Lots of sports! I also practice professional weightlifting and capoeira”
Upon hearing this, I nearly spilled my beer all over her lovely “I *heart* ME” shirt.
"Holy shit! I’m dating Batman!!"
I don’t know if it’s just me, but I find something incredibly arousing in dating a woman who could kill me seven different ways with her bare hands (and screw Darwin! He wasn’t going out with queen of the Amazons here!).
The night goes on, and I’m really getting the impression that this girl likes me. She’s sending all kinds of signals, and I’m picking up on them like I have the Arecibo telescope mounted on the top of my head (ok, on my penis).
After a few beers, I take her home (which is on the other side of the city). When we get there, she asks me:
— “Do you want to meet Sonya?”
Sonya is a humongous boxer bitch she shares her house with. They sleep together, too (talking about dogs in English is awkward).
Sonya jumped into my arms as soon as she opened the door. Somehow, dogs always trust me more than people. That may be due to the fact that dogs have a tendency to be stupider than most people.
So you know the story. I played with her, she slobbered on my arm, lied down on her back so I could scratch her belly… jumped excitedly, tried to hump my back (I think she has a bit of an identity problem), and generally was all over me. All the while I’m thinking about doing the same things to her owner (yes, the back humping too… No, don’t ask).
The scenario was playing great for me, except for one minor detail:
"I am Sergio’s colossally inflamed Bladder..."
That’s right. I was about to shed a tear from strain. That’s usually the point when my internal organs raise their voice and let their opinions be heard.
BLADDER: I’m dying here! DYING, I TELL YOU!!!
No problem, right? I’m at her place, right? And so I asked her:
— “Say, could you let me come inside for a spell, to use your bathroom?”
All my years of experience with dysfunctional relationships and unhealthy spousal mistrust did not prepare me for her answer:
— “I don’t think I’m ready for you to get to know my place yet”
BRAIN: Huh?
BLADDER: LET ME AT HER!!! I KEEL YOU BITCH! I KEEL YOU DEAD!!! DEAD I SAY!!!
BRAIN: *takes a look at biceps on the woman, calculates distance between her and door, decides against that particular course of action*
And then she smiled apologetically and held me close. You know the way. One of those hugs where your whole body comes in contact with the other person’s, and you can feel her touch all over. Those who know me may have anticipated that this is where it all goes to hell…
PENIS: Heeeelllooo, everyone!
BRAIN: Oxygen! Oxyy…
PENIS: Wow! Did you look at those LEGS?
BLADDER: Nice of you to drop by to the party. Where the hell have you been? I’m DYING here!
PENIS: Wow! Did you look at those LEGS?
BLADDER: Will you consider my feelings for once, asshole??
ASSHOLE: Hey! Leave me out of this! I don’t plan to be involved in this at all.
PENIS: They’re like… LONG! and STRONG! Wow… legs…
BLADDER: Shut up! SHUT UP! The both of you! I swear to god, if I go down, I’m taking you both with me!!
PENIS: And the boobs! They’re not really big, but boy, they’re perky! Niiice boobs…
BLADDER: That does it! I’m going nuclear! REMEMBER KEH-SAHN!!!!
That’s when my brain kicked in for just enough time to decide on an alternate course of action.
— “So, thanksalot ihadagreattime illcallyoulaterokbye!”
I gave her a quick peck on the lips and hightailed it to my car with superhuman speed.
Having absolutely no idea where I was, I just drove down the first big street I found. Eventually I made it downtown, where my bladder informed me that unless I found the prospect of peeing through a catheter for the rest of my life particularly appealing, I should stop.
BRAIN: Do you know what happens to the guys they pick up peeing on the street? Do you? They end up spending the night in jail with a cellmate named Bubba! That’s what happens!
BLADDER: Command post ready for launch! Commencing in 5!… 4!…
I brought the car to a staggering halt in the middle of a dark street and ran for the nearest tree, where I got down to business.
BLADDER: O-OOOHHHHHH… YESS…
PENIS: This is *so* not what I was looking forward to tonight…
BLADDER: YEAH, BABY!! LIKE THAT!! GIVE IT TO MEEEEE!!!
PENIS: Hey! Is this going to end anytime soon? I’ve got serious contemplation to do, you know?
At that precise moment, a truck that looked suspiciously of the Federales turned the corner on the block i was standing.
BRAIN: Shit!
ASSHOLE: Noo, I’m pretty sure I would have noticed, boss. Everything’s a-ok down here!
BRAIN: Shut up, asshole! Everyone else — Abort! Abort! Emergency retreat!
BLADDER: OH. YESS! YES! YES!
PENIS: Zipper alert! Zipper alert! THE ZIPPER IS UP! I REPEAT, THE ZIPPER IS UP! Disengage!!
BLADDER: OH MY GOD YESS!!! YES! Like that, bitch!!
PENIS: …
PENIS: fuck
The truck went past me and I saw it was just some guy with his family.
To recap: At the end of the night, I ran the risk of rupturing my bladder, anal rape by a guy named Bubba, back rape by a dog named Sonya, and peed myself a little.
Will I go out with this woman again?
PENIS: Hell yeah! I mean, did you look at those LEGS?— sergio
New Hampshire couple evade death and taxes Author: johnmilton
The Browns have been holed up, refusing to pay the IRS or go to prison. It's a battle that might end in bloodshed.
By Erika Hayasaki, Times Staff Writer
July 20, 2007
A Video for all you Non-Readers.
High in these humid hills, Ed and Elaine Brown have been holed up in their home for six months, refusing to serve a five-year prison sentence for tax evasion. They all but dared law officials to come and get them. This, they say, is a fight they're ready to die for.
"Show me the law!" says Ed, a trim 64-year-old with a silver mustache, whose forehead crinkles when he gets heated. The Browns stopped paying income taxes in 1996. They say the Constitution and Supreme Court decisions support their claims that ordinary labor cannot be taxed. But a judge ruled against them in January, convicting the Browns of conspiring to evade paying taxes on $1.9 million in income from Elaine's dentistry practice.
Now, the Browns say they're in a battle for freedom, and it just might end in bloodshed right here, in a towering turreted house with 8-inch-thick concrete walls and an American flag fluttering over the double-car garage. They have garnered national support, with blogs devoted to news about the standoff and supporters regularly showing up on the couple's doorstep with groceries.
Government and law officials have cut off power, Internet, house phone, cellphone, television and mail service to the couple's 110-acre compound. But their house is equipped with solar panels, a watchtower, a satellite dish and a stockpile of food.
"We are self-sustained like a ship," Ed says. "We don't need power from the shore to run the ship."
FBI agents are trying to avoid a deadly shootout reminiscent of Waco, Texas, or Ruby Ridge, Idaho. They have tried negotiating, waiting, begging.
"We are proceeding carefully to make sure no one gets hurt," says U.S. Marshal Stephen Monier, the lead officer handling the siege. "We are aware that there are guns in there."
Monier says the couple broke the law and should turn themselves in peacefully. "They have been tried and convicted and sentenced."
But the Browns aren't budging.
"You remember that little gentleman in China, Tiananmen Square?" Ed says, peering through his sunglasses. "He was the same as we are. You can scare me, you can kill me, but you can't intimidate me."
"We're fighting for you, your country," adds Elaine, 66, a calm woman with short, wavy dark hair. "This isn't just taxes."
"There's no more America," Ed says. "It's already gone."
"I'll die fighting, rather than live in slavery," Elaine says. "I'll tell you that."
The mountain air outside the Browns' home is hot and thick with flies. On the shaded front porch overlooking a small duck pond, a visitor in a straw hat — who drove his pickup truck for two days from Texas to meet the Browns — eats grapes out of a paper bag and flips through an issue of Shotgun News magazine. He introduces himself as Doug. His last name is Tibbetts, he says, "like that guy who dropped the bomb on Hiroshima."
Another guest, who refuses to give his name and makes it a point to tell everyone he is armed, drove here from Massachusetts. He talks about illegal immigration and government corruption in a slow deep drip of a voice that seems to irritate Ed, who frequently cuts him off.
The government, Ed says, is at a point of "communism in its purist form."
Elaine nods.
"It's not communism though," says the Massachusetts man. "It's totalitarianism."
"It's Marxism," interjects Tibbetts, 60.
"No, no, no, guys, guys, don't give me that," says Ed, raising his voice. "I've done 15 years of research here."
Since the standoff began, the Browns' home has turned into a commune for anti-government activists. Admirers from across the country make their way to the secluded home on Center of Town Road in Plainfield, population 2,200, in a state where license plates carry the motto "Live Free or Die."
To get to the Browns' house, travelers ascend along a jagged gravel and dirt road, stopping at a silver sign nailed to a tree trunk on the couple's property, which warns: "If not friendly, Go, Go Away!" Unable to telephone the Browns and notify them of their arrival, some visitors proceed slowly down the long driveway or attach small flags to their trucks to show that they've come in peace.
The guests often come bearing gifts: hamburger buns, ginger ale, cellphones with prepaid minutes, gun ammunition. Someone gave the Browns their German shepherd, named Zoey. The visitors pitch tents in the Browns' yard or sleep inside the house. Some bring laptops from which they manage the Browns' blog and MySpace page, both created by volunteers.
Shaun Kranish, 21, of Rockford, Ill., read about the Browns online earlier this year. In March, he drove to New Hampshire and spent a few nights at their home talking about politics and freedom. A gun rights advocate, he started a website, MaketheStand.com, devoted to the couple's battle. He has solicited rechargeable flashlights and candles for the Browns and helped promote concerts supporting them.
People back the Browns, he says, because they are standing against everything that is wrong with government.
"It's about the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan," Kranish says. "It's about the truth about the 9/11 attacks…. They're saying, 'We're not going to be a part of it; we're not going to fund it.' "
There are 250,000 to 500,000 people in the United States who are tax protesters, says JJ MacNab, a financial analyst who has written a book on the issue and testified before Congress on behalf of law enforcement.
Some, she says, are elderly, uneducated or disenfranchised people who buy into tax evasion scams. Others are disgruntled — sometimes dangerous — citizens who believe the wording of tax laws does not make them liable to pay.
"The tax laws are almost 100 years old, and no one has ever won," she says. "Thousands and thousands of people have challenged them. It's a constant flow of the same tired arguments over and over."
MacNab says the Internet has connected Iraq war veterans, college students, minorities and women to the tax protest movement, which was once associated mostly with white supremacists and militia groups that held meetings at local diners.
Supporters have hailed the Browns as heroes, akin to Gandhi and the Rev. Martin Luther King Jr., which has made law enforcement officials cautious about turning them into martyrs.
"There are lots of people that want it to be over," says Stephen Halleran, Plainfield's town administrator. "They feel Ed and Elaine need to play by the same rules as the rest of us."
Halleran says the Browns have always had strong beliefs, but they haven't been considered dangerous until now.
Residents are anxious, he says, because of the steady stream of out-of-towners — white supremacists, anarchists and other activists — roaming through Plainfield and showing up at community meetings. Neighbors with children worry about what could happen if the standoff ends in gunfire.
MacNab, who has studied tax protesters since 1997, says some supporters of the Browns have compiled a list of enemies — including judges and journalists — and their families. People have warned that if the couple die, retaliatory killings will follow.
MacNab has little faith the Browns will turn themselves in without a fight.
"I think there's going to be death and violence," she says. "I don't see it happening another way."
The way the Browns see it, they skirted a bloodbath on June 7.
That was the day their compound was surrounded by armed officers, armored vehicles, state police cruisers, trucks and roadblocks. Law officials say the showing of force was intended for surveillance of the compound while its agents seized Elaine's dental practice a town away. A houseguest of the Browns noticed the convoy while walking Zoey.
The Browns believe that a confrontation between the houseguest and law enforcement helped them avert an attack.
"Whenever we go into the vicinity, we go in a manner to ensure the community is protected and the officers are protected," says Monier, the marshal. He added that law enforcement conducted surveillance on the Brown compound "from time to time."
Elaine doesn't buy it: "We know they were on their way in to kill us that day."
Two weeks later, Randy Weaver, whose wife and child were killed in Ruby Ridge 15 years ago, held a news conference at the Browns' home, in which he vowed to stand with them.
"What makes people willing to put their lives on the line?" said Weaver, holding up a picture of his late son for reporters. "They'll take so much B.S. from the so-called government, the de facto government, that they just say, Back off. This is just what has happened right here."
It was the Ruby Ridge siege, along with his brewing anger over paying taxes, that inspired Ed to rebel.
In 1992, U.S. marshals converged on Weaver's remote mountain cabin to arrest him on a federal weapons trafficking charge. A marshal shot and killed Weaver's teenage son. In another gun battle a marshal was killed. The next day, an FBI sharpshooter shot Weaver, then fatally shot his wife, Vicki, as she was holding the couple's baby girl.
A year later, Branch Davidian leader David Koresh and his followers were engaged in a 51-day standoff with federal agents surrounding their compound in Waco, Texas.
Ed watched it all on television.
Federal agents were trying to carry out search and arrest warrants against Koresh because of reports that his group was stockpiling illegal weapons. In a shootout, four agents were killed and 20 others injured. The siege ended with a raging fire. When it was over, 82 Branch Davidian members were dead.
"I was calling him the Waco wacko at the time," says Ed, "and I said, 'Wait a minute, they're planning to go in and kill these people.' You can't do that. Now they lost me. Now I was angry."
The events at Ruby Ridge and Waco energized conspiracy theorists and anti-government activists, including the bomber of the Oklahoma City federal building, Timothy J. McVeigh.
Ed focused his fury on the Internal Revenue Service.
"It affected so many people," he says. "The IRS is the most brutal, ruthless organization out of all there is."
Inside their home, Elaine boils hot dogs over a gas stove. Sunlight shines through windows offering the only light. The dim kitchen is cooler than outside. The shelves are lined with plastic containers of dry beans, bottles of hot sauce, bags of potato chips, a can of Folgers coffee, a watermelon. A bouquet of pink and blue daisies sits on the table, near a copy of the local newspaper featuring an article about the Browns.
There is a rumble in the driveway. Zoey begins to bark.
Everyone runs to the front window.
"Check the side door!" Ed yells to Elaine.
It's just a visitor with a flag on his truck. He stopped by to tell the Browns that he, too, has stopped paying taxes.
"You must understand," says Ed, sitting in his rocking chair, "this is personal for each and every one of us."
He brings up how law officials have bullied him and harassed his wife. He becomes flustered when he recalls his wife being handcuffed when she was arrested for tax evasion.
"This is American, what he's talking," Tibbetts says. "This is what made America. Not sitting back and getting abused. Standing up for what's right. Standing up for what God gave you."
Elaine offers Tibbetts another hot dog.
"There's two freight trains going just like this toward each other," Ed says. "So you better take a side, buddy, because when they hit, it's going to be hellacious.
"And," he says, "it all could start right here."
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The "Gay" Bomb and other Crazy Shit Author: johnmilton
Unfortunatley there is some news that you hear about that you just shake your head at and think to yourself .. What the Fuck. Here is one of those articles. Source is linked at bottom of article.
Last week the Pentagon confirmed that it has considered developing a "gay bomb", an aphrodisiac pheromone designed to make enemy forces so attracted to one another that the US could just march in and take over. In 2003, when I was writing The Men Who Stare At Goats, a book about US military craziness, I happened to meet the colonel in charge of nurturing the gay bomb proposal. His name is John Alexander, and he lives in a large house in Las Vegas filled with books by his friend Uri Geller. I found him slightly scary. He kept giving me hard looks and saying, "What's your name again?" whenever I asked him a question he didn't like.
Recently a US Air Force report co-written by the colonel was leaked. It details many of the other "non-lethal technologies" currently in covert development within military labs. Some of them make the gay bomb look positively conventional. There's the "low-frequency infrasound" which "easily penetrates most buildings and vehicles" and creates "nausea, loss of bowel control, disorientation, vomiting, potential internal organ damage and death". (The report is quite laissez-faire about its definition of the term "non-lethal".) There's the race-specific stink bomb and the chameleon camouflage suit, both of which have apparently never got off the ground because nobody can work out how to invent them, and a special pheromone that "can be used to mark target individuals and then release bees to attack them".
Then there's the prophet hologram - "the projection of the image of an ancient god over an enemy capitol whose public communications have been seized and used against it in a massive psychological operation."
Commentators have suggested that the Pentagon must be embarrassed that these crazy endeavours have come to light, but I suspect they are pleased: it makes human-rights abuses seem amusingly hare-brained as opposed to chilling. US military scientists believe it is their calling to reach out to the furthest corners of their imaginations to try these things out, and once in a while they invent something that actually works. The Taser gun was nurtured by Alexander.
After my book was published, the colonel went on national US radio to claim that he had never met me. I was a fantasist who just pretended to meet his interviewees. In fact, I had hours of film showing me at his house. It was a stupid weapon to be levelled against me, but I suppose it just might have worked.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/g2/story/0,,2105205,00.html
Payback is a Bitch Author: johnmilton
Where I work there has been some cubicle warfare being flung around the office. Its all in good fun and usually is easy enough to clean-up. That is until the latest of the attacks. It appears someone just had enough and went a bit overboard, but that just makes me laugh even more. Dumping styrofoam peanuts on people is one thing ... dumping all the junk laying around in the office on someone .. is well ... lets just call it was it is ... funny as shit!
Its not like this is the first time that someone has gone a bit overboard at the office. Once a persons entire cube was filled with styrofoam peanuts to the top, another time a co-workers office was entirely gift-wrapped ( I mean everything in the office, chair, computer, mousepads, mouse, pens, paper, stapler, etc .. you name it) and yet another time someone got the Post-It note Prank. (shown below) It should be entertaining to see what happens next. God I love my job :)
09-F9-11-02-9D-74-E3-5B-D8-41-56-C5-63-56-88-CO Author: johnmilton
Enjoy. You can also listen to the song here.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8dUm7SkM3a4
Walzak's New Poll Author: johnmilton
Hey all .. a friend of lagmonster.com decided to finally open his own blog. He has posted a poll that I think everyone should check out and vote. Its a question that nearly every man has to deal with, and it might just hit home to you or someone you know. So take a minute and visit his new website, fill out the poll and show your support.
You can view his site HERE
Enjoy
King George ? How did we let this happen! Author: johnmilton
The President has passed a law that will allow him to take full control of the government in times of need to ensure the government stays in-tact and operational. Has anyone seen Star Wars Episode III ? I cannot believe we let the Sith Lord terrify us into throwing away our own Freedoms and Government. We should all be ashamed of ourselves. The only question now is when it will happen. Im guessing sometime before 2008 and the new election. Un-Bah-Fuck-Leave-able. You can read all the details on the whitehouse website, since not even the main stream press (shocking) is going to cover this un-american turn of events.
http://www.whitehouse.gov/news/releases/2007/05/20070509-12.html
Dont wan't to read the law? Read about it here .. in a newspaper that actually reported on it.
http://progressive.org/mag_wx051807
http://www.ww4report.com/node/3940
Walmart/Costco Scam Author: johnmilton
READ CAREFULLY!
I don't how many of you shop at Costco or Walmart, but this may be useful to know. I became a victim of a clever scam
while out Shopping. This happened to me and it could happen to you!!
Here's how the scam works:
Two seriously good-looking 23-year-old blonde girls come over to your car as you are packing your shopping in the trunk. They both are wearing bikinis and start wiping your windshield with a rag and Windex, making sure they lean over showing their cleavage. It's
impossible not to look.
When you thank them and offer them a tip, they say 'No' and instead ask you for a ride to another Costco or Wal-mart.
You agree and they get In the back seat. On the way, they start talking dirty about what they want to do to you. Then one of them climbs over into the front seat and begins kissing your neck and begs you to pull over so she can make love to you!! While this is going on the other girl steals your wallet!!
I had my wallet stolen last Tuesday, Wednesday, twice on Thursday, again on Saturday, and also yesterday and most likely Tomorrow. I have a few more old wallets at home and have ordered more from Ebay that I can get by with for next couple of weeks!
The Movie - Switch ! Author: johnmilton
With all the competition between phone companies in the states .. someone made a movie to show just how ruthless they can be with each other. Its great stuff. Cheer for your favorite! AT&T, MCI and Sprint ! View it H E R E
