Thursday, October 27, 2011
About Me
- Name: Fang Bastardson
- Location: Nowheresville, Kansas
Born in the wild to Canadian Timberwolves, Fang was wrestled from his mother's teat at an early age and placed in the custody of a government sponsored think tank in New York City. He escaped at age seven by gnawing off a doo-claw and has been riding a wave of self-righteous indignation to Nowheresville, baby, ever since. He is currently enjoying being a PhD (by marriage), but on the advice of his attorney has refused all comment except to assert an apparently deeply-held conviction that frozen strawberries should be thawed, not microwaved.
Previous Posts
- The Boy’s first official school picture:
- Separated at birth?
- Maized And Confused
- Seven Steps to a Successful Eating Disorder
- Running to Stand Still: The American Jobs Crisis
- We have a new air missile at home...
- The annual R&RHOF rant
- A working class hero is something to be
- Weighty Matters
- Heroes happen when you need them
4 Comments:
Is that blood spatter under the scale?
8:19 AM
Oops! I meant to leave it all at the dentist's office.
11:39 AM
you get a speed bag yet? also cross country skis...whole family fun or just you and boy because he's young and you're pathetic plus the hound can run along side...trust me you'll dig it,btw weigh to go on the weight loss,that pun was hysterical in my world
6:41 AM
I guess it's true what they; it is a small world after all!
7:57 AM
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