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Friday, July 1, 2011

4th of July Blog: Mosquitoes, Finger Blasting and Kids Running Around Like Little Retards



Before we dive into this blog let me just start of my saying I love 4th of July Weekend. You have cookouts, beer, hot women dressed in daisy duke shorts and amreican flags flying all over the place. I mean whats not to love?  I love everything that has to do with 4th of July except one thing. I hate fireworks. Like I think they are the biggest waste of time in the world. Here’s whats gonna happen, Bright lights are going to flash in the sky and large boom sound will crash like thunder end everyone will “oooo” and “aaaah” everytime a firework goes off that looks like a weeping willow.  I mean shit is the same thing every year right? Am I missing something? I don’t do fireworks.  Chances are you do, and that would mean you fall into one these following catefgories…

Old People


Hey, lets face it. You’re just counting down the says until you kick the can. The only time you make it out of the house is to go shopping, holidays or to the doctors office.  When the local town has its “big” 4th of July celebration you decide to grab a few lounge chairs, an american flag and methodically make your way to the event. By the time the fireworks go off at 9 pm. You are 2 hours past bedtime and have a 100 percent chance of crashing your car into another parked car or running over a few kids on your way out. Whatever happens first.

Parents/Children


Anytime there is an event that you can let you kids run wild without really supervising them you’re all for it. Second only to the ball pit at McDonalds, 4th of July is an event for you to hand your kids a sparkler and tell them to go run free.  Why you and the Wilsons crush budlights and talk about how much you hate the new lady that just moved in down the street, little Suzy and Billy are shooting sparks in peoples faces with the other neighborhood children. Your kids are so High on Cotton Candy and Mike and Ikes they might as well of had a turbo Ice Coffee from Dunkins'. Once they form a large enough group they run around spraying everything in sight with silly string.  Eventually, one of these little Gremlins will decided it’s a good idea to eat his glow stick and the rest of them will soon follow suit. Good luck getting these fuckers to bed. Have fun in the ER later.

Middle School and High School Kids


When you are in middle school and high school the 4th of July is like the Summer Super Bowl of trying to get you dick wet.  The back drop of the even just screams 2 in the pink one in the stink.  You have a nostalgic moment, set in the dark, alone on a blanket on a warm summers eve night. This setting just screams finger blasting and hand jobs. If you’re a guy in middle school and you don’t have a sticky middle and index finger by 9:30 on 4th of July night you should walk home with your head down. You sir have failed.

People Lost in Purgatory


These are the people in their 20’s to early 30’s.  Your too old to diddle each other on a blanket. You don’t have any kids yet and your not old enough where you think sitting in a field getting eaten by mosquitoes while bright lights flash in the sky is a “good time.”  There is this peer pressure that comes to you from all angles telling you that you must go see fireworks at some point this weekend. You could be camping in the woods of Maine, in your home town or down the Cape pounding crab cakes. Regardless, you are getting pressure to live off of or through one of the previously motioned 3 groups.  (Don’t fuckin make that face.) 


What you like sitting in traffic for an hour, then parking on some big ass field in the middle of nowhere, lugging a blanket, drinks and 2 chairs for 15 minutes only to find there is no spot to fuckin put them?  Your only choice is to sit in-between the “parents party” and their group of 15 unsupervised children and the high school couple who just came here to play a little game called “Just the tip, just for a second, just to see how it feels.” Sounds like a good time right? Ya, fuckin A Man, I’m getting all jacked up just thinking about it.  I might try and find some other 30 year olds who have no kids and no life so we call all sit together and watch all shit go down. By the end of the night the old people will be asleep.  The Moms will be so shitfaced you could probably take one home and the high school kid will be so balls deep in Jill from Home ec. he will have no idea you have been filming the whole thing from your cell phone and throwing it on youtube.  Ya man lets do this! Look for me, I’ll be the guy at the Edgartown fireworks three sheets to the wind wearing a Vineyard Vines Polo, trying to pick up MILFs who are not watching their children.



Happy 4th of July Muthafukers

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

I Met The Stanley Cup On Martha's Vineyard and Gave it an Ass-out Hug




As you wait in line to get your moment with the Stanley Cup you have these preconceived notions as to what you are going to do when you get there. You have an idea of how you want to stand and what you want the picture to look like. The closer you get to the cup all those thoughts go right out the window. Your heart starts to race and thoughts quickly flash through your head. You think of the all the ups and the downs you have had over the years while supporting this team and how long you've waited for this moment.  As you slowly take your last 2 steps and wrap your arms around the cup your mind goes numb. The only thing you can think of is being in that exact moment.  Its tough to put into words so I will let the pictures of that day do most of the talking...

(Yes those sideburns are thick as fuck. That's how I roll muthafuckers)

I was so overwhelmed after touching the cup I squatted down against the wall and just starred at it for a few minutes (VIDEO). I was at a loss for words. Staring at the cup and watching peoples faces light up was just too enjoyable for me to leave, so I didn't. I stayed for the entire 2 hour event and soaked it all in, talking to Bruins fans and watching everyone else get their moment with the cup. Its just not something you get to see everyday.

Thanks again to Yoojin Cho from the MV times for letting me stand next to her for 2 hours and pretend I was working for the news paper. Big shot out to the Edgartown police who knew I was full of shit and didnt work for the paper but they let me stay the whole time anyway. Thanks to David Welch for capturing the photo of me touching the cup. Also hats of to Jeremy Jacobs Jr. for paying for the entire operation and sharing his time with the Stanley cup with the people of Martha's Vineyard.  A very cool experience that everyone involved thoroughly enjoyed and a moment I will never forget


Ps. I almost lost my mind when this guy put his baby in the cup. I was rooting for it to happen baby after baby and and never did until this dad of the year showed up. Dude had no hesitation whatsoever and plopped his kid right in the bowl. I celebrated as if the Bruins just scored. The whole gym erupted in applause. It was the only time I actually wanted a baby of my own so I could put it in the cup. Then I realized I would have to change it and shit nevermind watch it for the next 18 years. Fuck that. I'll just live vicariously through this guy.

Monday, June 27, 2011

VIDEO: Check Out This Dickhead Getting Interviewed After He Touched The Stanley Cup in Martha's Vineyard

(Go to 57 Second Mark)

What a pussy. Dudes so emotional after touching the Stanley Cup he is squatting down in the corner just eye fucking it from a distance. Get your shit together bro. And whats this about your mom sowing your Bruins jersey back together? What are you 12? Grow up and stop being a little bitch.

PS.  I do have to admit this dude is pretty good looking. Kid probably makes women all over the island want to finger themselves when they are in his presence.


Thanks to Yoojin Cho from the MV Times for capturing this video

Friday, June 24, 2011

So This Asshole Claims He Saw Whitey Bulger in 2008 and He Did Nothing

BOSTON HERALD
SANTA MONICA, Calif. -- As the joke now goes here, Michael Bongarzone could have been a millionaire if he’d just called the FBI. It was 2008 and Bongarzone was managing Sonny McLean’s, a Boston-themed bar styled to look like an Irish pub in Southie. The Celtics were in the playoffs, the place was packed, and a lonely old man kept to himself in the corner. "The guy had sunglasses and a cap. I had a feeling it was him," Bongarzone, 47, a Scituate native, said. "Him," in this case, was James "Whitey" Bulger -- beyond famous in Boston as a ruthless mobster, and, now, famous here as the guy the FBI came and arrested Wednesday night. The guy who lived in a rent-controlled apartment near the beach, the guy who managed to spend 15 years walking around without anyone knowing he was a desperately wanted man with a $2 million bounty on his head. "I wish I’d said something," Bongarzone, who no longer works at the pub, said. "I’d probably own that bar." And so the story went yesterday, scrawled in writing on the wall of McLean’s’ men’s room -- "Whitey Wuz Here" -- and dominating the barroom discussion in this seaside city, a touristy LA-area locale where locals say it’s easy to blend in...

Michael Bongarzone is a fuckin idiot. Your telling me Whitey Bulger is just chilling at 5 ft away from you for a few hours and you did nothing?  If I was there I would have knocked old whitey on his ass so fast it would make your head spin. Just strunt up behind him and wisper in his ear. "Excuse me, you ever dance with the devil in the pale moon light?"  Before he could answer I would kick his barstool out from underneath him so is chin smacks on the bar. Then I would jam my knee up against his head and whip out my cell phone to call the FBI for my 2 Million Dollar reward. 

What if it was the wrong guy you ask?  Fuck it. Means an inocent man got a beat down. You got to take big risks to get big rewards.




PS. Sonny McLeans in Santa Monica is like fake life. If you ever go to the west coast you have to visit this place during a sporting event.  Every transplant Bostonian in a 20 mile radius comes here to watch games. The entire bar is filled with Boston Sports memorabilia. Even all the people that drink there sound like dudes from Southie. Its like a save haven for Massholes. Can totally understand why Whitey went there. Makes you feel like your in the heart of Boston.

Website Lists 1000 Things That are "Awesome." The List Sucked So I Made My Own


So for a 1000 days in a row this website posts 1 thing a day people consider to be “awesome.” Not a bad concept but whoever types this list is dropping the ball. I bailed after reading through 200. This list sucks. Here are some highlights.

#997 Locking people out of the car and pretending to drive away
Real cool dude, Grow the fuck up

#993 Fat baseball players
Ya, I love watching fat lazy fucks that make more money In one day than I will make in my entire life.

#943 Using Q-Tips the way you’re not supposed to use them
I don’t know where you shove em. mine only go in my ear

#939 Hot cream and a straight razor on your neck at the barber shop
What is this 1965?

#896 That feeling you get right after you just vomited
What the heartbeat headache and the raw sushi you ate 3 hours earlier staring at you right in the face in the toilet bowl? Ya, good times.

#886 High fiving babies
Actually I love that shit. This one can stay

#849 The fetal position
The fetal position?  WTF?


Ok this list fuckin blows, I cant read anymore. I decided to come up with my own. In no particular order, my top 20 list of things that are "awesome."

1.) Hot Moms in yoga Pants
2.) Cutting People off at Cape Cod Rotaries
3.) Running through the streets of Boston after winning a Championship
4.) Crop dusting a room right before you leave
5.) BJ’s (not the store)
6.) Thanksgiving Special from Mansfield Deli
7.) When its snows during a Patriots game
8.) Hitting the last Cup in a game of Beer Pong
9.) Tim Thomas's Mustache
10.) When In the air tonight comes on the radio while driving around on a summer night and you play the air drumbs at the part you fuckin know im talking about.
11.) Being 29 and Not having any Kids or a wife
12.) A Great One Regular from Dunkin' Donuts
13.) Open Bar at Weddings
14.) Monte Cristo from Jimmy's Pub
15.) Watching uncoordinated fucks drive mopeds on Martha's Vineyard
16.) Creeping Pictures of hot chicks on Facebook
17.) Being able to hit the ignore button on your cell phone
18.) Not pulling the last sheet off the paper towel roll so you don't have to change it.
19.) Finding a random Boston Herald in the Bathroom stall at work when you need to drop a deuce
20.) Breadsticks at Olive Garden

Yup. This list basically says Im a huge womanizing Masshole that wont grow up, who loves beer, women, dunkin donuts and sports. And in that case this list would be right.

Ps. I would kill for a Dunkin Donuts on Martha's Vineyard. I think I'm starting to have withdrawals.




Feel free to add your own fucked up "Awesome" list in the comment section.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

VIDEO: Dude in Lucic Jersey Gets Knocked The Fuck Out During Vancouver Riots



(Im pretty sure that sound you heard was this dudes skull hitting the pavement)

I'm was going to post this last week but all I had was the second video. I never knew how this kid actually got knocked out. We'll now we know. Bush league move by the bouncers outside this bar.  Way to double team shove this Bruins fan when he was just trying to get that old man out of his personal space. Like to see this kinda shit go down with more Bruins fans around.  Can you picture if this happen with 30 people from Southie in Bruins Jerseys and Drop Kick Murphy t-shirts? These bouncers would have gotten curb stomped to oblivion. Shit would have made Whitey Bulger look like a saint.

Whatever, Fuck you Vancouver. This Bruins fan got the last laugh.



Ps. Whos the random dude in Cycling gear riding through the riots?  Not a good day to be a hero there Lance. Im sure he was kicked off his bike and killed 5 minutes after this video was taken... On second thought looks like dude was a cop. If thats the case they need to change the police uniforms to not look like the fuckin stage leader jacket in the Tour de France.

Chief's Taxi Cab Confessions From Martha's Vineyard: Free Rent Is Free Rent Right?



This Scruffy heavy set guy waddles over to my cab and asks for a ride. As soon as he gets in he tells me most cabbies don’t want to give him a ride because they are afraid he won’t tip them. So right off the bat this cab ride is going good.  This dude is so shitfaced he can barley speak words you can comprehend. On his lap he’s holding this bag full of take out that smells like a sack of smashed assholes. Add to the fact this guy is sitting right next to me in the front seat.  As we drive down the street we start chatting about life on the island.  The whole time while I am listening to him Im trying not to Ralph all over my dashboard from the putrid smell oozing from him. He gets to the point where he tells me about his living situation. Here is how the conversation went:

Guy Who Smell like balls: Ya, Man. My lady is gone all weekend. I can do whatever I want.

Me: Fuckin right dude. You should throw a ripper tonight and pound some bruschis.

Guy Who Smell like balls: Haha! Ya, man. That why I got me this take out food right here so I can spread out and have meal all to myself.

Me: Nice, Ya that shit smells good

Guy Who Smell like balls: Also It’s nice to not have her home so I don’t have to bang her.

Me: A men brother. Everyone needs some free time right?

Guy Who Smell like balls: She’s not even my girl friend. I just bang her here and there so I don’t have to pay rent.

Me: So she is your landlord slash roommate?

Guy Who Smell like balls: hahaha!  Yeaaa!  When the rents due I just throw it in her a few times.

Me: Sweet deal bro.  I mean free rent is free rent right?


A few min later I gave him a high five and dropped him off. Great guy

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