A fun game for you to play...

Today my son woke up with his eye glued shut and covered with gooey puss-filled (i first typed pussy but it didn't look right) gunk. Me and my wife cleaned it out and a few hours later it was again a gooey mess. So when we went to the mall this evening we decided to stop by Lens Crafters and see if someone there could take a look at it. I used to do a lot of repair work in the mall and Len's Crafter's staff was one of (if not the) best peoples to work with. Old Navy was the worst. So when I went to get my contacts and glasses a few monthes ago, thats where I went. We took our son there at 6:30pm. They stop seeing appointments at 6:20 but the doctor said she would stay late to take a look at Jadyn. Not only was she very good with him, but she only charged us $25 for the visit. Something our family doctor would have charged well over $100. She diagnosed him with an eye infection and gave us enough free samples of medicine for it to cure it. Our doctor would have given us a prescription for a 5 gallon bucket of it that would never get used and would cost $75. Anyways.. the whole point of this is that if you need glasses or contacts goto Lens Crafters cuz they are great folk and they will pricematch online companies. Also. Don't rent lots from Indian Trails North. They suck. And now for something completely different...



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It's no secret that my sense of humor is a fun combination of sarcasm and utter vulgerity. I like it that way. It's quick to offend and lets me know almost instantly wether or not I am going to get along with a person. Most people who share this particular brand of humor, tend to tone it down when dealing with others who don't share in the amusement. Me, I relish in it. In fact I'm more likely to turn it up if anything around the cleaner-minded. There is a fellow I work with who shares my sense of humor. His name is Mike. Mike actually has a little bit of A.G. in him as his older sister was one of the founders of the Okay Guys (a non-partisan support group of the Alright Guys.) We regularily entertain ourselves on the jobsites by fucking chickens and decapiting the heads of small babies (well at least in the figurative sense). So here's the new game we created, hopefully ya'll can make it to "Z" and possibly around again.

The idea of the game came when Mike, described my brother as "Harry the Happy Hippo," becuase he is generally a miserable asshole on the job. After that it just escalated. Heres the rules:

1. Each name must be phrased as such: Noun (Name), "the", Adjective (Verbs are allowed if used properly), Noun

2. All words other then "the" must begin with the same letter (ie: Harry the Happy Hippo)

3. They must go in alphabetical order.

4. They must maintain a certain sense of vulgarity. (the previous example does not)

Everyone understand? Okay, I'll start off.

"Adam the Aluring Assmonger"

Feel free to post more then once, but try to stay in alphabetical order as best as possible.