Nothing says early aughts like the tramp stamp. Why women ever thought this was a good look for their beer shelf is beyond me. I guess some men find it attractive. To them, a tramp stamp says “I’m easy.” To me it says “Free hepatitis.” But I’m not against a woman having one, just err on the side of caution and ONLY get one of the following designs.
Oh my. Sometimes desperation paints a colorful picture. Dallas Police want your help in finding this dude. He robbed a Lemmon Avenue Exxon Tigermart on August 16, 2011 at 5:25 AM.
Look at the video. He enters the store wearing white go-go boots and a dress. In the biggest give up known to man, his face is covered with underwear. He is holding what could possibly be a gun under the tasteful floral print dress. He’s is described as a white male (they’re the worst), 5’05″ and weighing 145 lbs.
You take a sip of beer and set your glass down in the clear puddle on the table as the waitress stacks our plates. “Gordon, what can I do to destroy circular inanimate objects and help children at the same time?”
I watch your glass hydroplane across the table and prepare to give you the greatest news of your life. “My friend, you can come shoot sporting clays with me next Friday.”
You begin to cry as you win the lottery and busty women gather to sing your praises. Santa winks at you. The end.
Wanna shoot guns with me? You’re in luck, because my Big Charity Clay Shoot benefiting Big Brothers Big Sisters is next Friday, August 19th. Shooting clays is one of life’s great pleasures and can be damn addicting. The Musers will be broadcasting live, providing handcrafted radio candy. We’ll also provide lunch, prizes, and shotgun shells. All you have to do is bring yourself, your shotgun, and maybe a friend or two. Some people bring their wives and children. Perfect. If you don’t have a shotgun you can rent one from our host, Elm Fork.
Register at bigclayshoot.com. The price is reasonable and supports a cause close to my heart, mentoring disadvantaged kids and introducing them to the outdoors. This is a beautiful world and it’s a shame that some kids have never held a fishing pole or seen a duck fly low over a smoky lake.
This is my 6th year hosting this incredible event. We’ve raised $500,000 for Big Brothers Big Sisters Outdoor Mentoring programs and you can help us raise more.
Now, I’m not saying she’s hot. But she’s the most “date”-able member of the Dougherty gang for sure.
One of her quotes: “I love to farm and shoot guys and wreck cars. I’m a redneck and proud of it. I like milk and German engineering and causing mayhem with my siblings.”
That’s hot.
UPDATE: There are even some nude photos of her circulating.
The stock market tanked yesterday and people are grouchy. But I learned something in college economics that has always stuck with me. Investors are cheered up by the sight of flowers. Let’s hope this works.
Quick, the quirky newspaper turned weekly drink special cheat sheet, is closing after eight years. This makes me pretty sad. Because I love drink specials. Plus, I wrote a column for them for over six years. I’ll have more to say on this later (when I get some time to update this post). In the mean time…
My final Quick column can be read here. It ends awkwardly.
One of the most fascinating stories of 2003 was the story of the pizza delivery man who showed up in a bank with a collar bomb around his necklace holder. It took a while for the case to be solved. Now we’ve had another collar bomb episode. Fortunately, this one didn’t end in death.
Meet Madeleine Pulver, the daughter of a wealthy Australian businessman. A man clamp a bomb around her neck and apparently wanted some handsome ransom. Creepy stuff. Story link below.
As we drove through the junk-selling Hill Country town of Fredericksburg yesterday, I spotted a tremendous hypnosis-inducer that turned my eyes into slot machine wheels. It was a store called “Phil Jackson’s Amazing World of Things.” WTF? Phil Jackson? THE Phil Jackson? He’s smart and Buddhist. Surely he would have come up something a little less generic than “Amazing World of Things,” right?
Still not as confusing as that place in Dallas that has a big stand alone sign of an ice cream cone out front that say “Eggroll Hut” or something.
A P1 snapped this pic of a guy working the gondola in Telluride. Everyone has an identical twin in the world. Dirk’s is American by God. Just like Dirk himself.