Ya know, guano. As in batshit. As in batshit crazy.Watching the full 6 minutes is tough, but at least stick around for the post-fight interview with Jim Gray. It's oh so batshit crazy. Delectable.
I know you want it, don't deny it. Here it is.
See Fatboy. See Fatboy ride.
Holy shit. Is this kid's skull made out of cheese or something? How did the knife not hit his brain? What kind of fucking moron leaves his cell phone at the scene of a crime?
A follow up to my previous post. I could go on in waves on how badly this channel sucks balls, but I found a blog that does it for me!
I mean, what else is there to say?
My name's not bill, it's Fatboy.
Ouch. You'd think this case would be a little more cut and dry.
If being unsurprised were people, I'd be China. Or India. Whichever.
He makes a compelling argument.
Funny, when the Fatboy was in college, we persecuted Nerds and made them live in the gym after we burned our frat house down....but then it all went to shit after they joined a black fraternity and beat us at our own game. Those crazy nerds.
It's hard to be inconspicuous when you're an elephant looking for your next score.
I hate this guy. He was just on CNBC being given credit for finding this government solution to the market's woes a week ago. Um...this is the same guy that did this a few months ago.
No, I don't want the Queen dead. Truthfully, I really don't care if she lives or dies. However, while flipping through the channels on the tele last night, I came across a 20/20 special on the Royal Family and it really got me thinking: the Queen sucks.
Well let's see here, we lost Bear Stearns a few months ago, Lehman Brothers over the weekend, Merrill to a merger and now it looks like Morgan Stanley is toast too.
I'm soooo there. And since this story really isn't that interesting, I'll defer to myself for questions:What is this fatboy's Body Mass Index?
I was originally insulted when my Wii told me my BMI was a near-obese 28.5, but then my marathon running brother got on it and it told him he's a 25, which is still overweight, and together we both look like Adonises compared to this slob.
Wow. It's one thing to get stuck in an air vent while trying to rob a museum, but it's an entirely different thing to come up with that story.
This is actually pretty damn interesting. The Fatboy doesn't waste his time with silly things like religion, aliens or even Sasquatch, though I'd imagine we'd be pals if we indeed coexisted, but I bet he would always leave the toilet seat up.
Finally, something to stop those sneaky bastards at work from taking my sustenance!
Boy, there's sure no shortage of fat kids doing stupid shit on the internet, huh?
I'd say Kevin Depew was high when he put this together, but it just makes so much damn sense.
I'm not a master of logic like The Professor, but even I know this is just plain retarded.
So the Fatboy here went to a good ole' fashioned Strip Club this weekend. Now before too much judgement is passed, we were there for a bachelor party, and since I was filling in for the best man (he was sick), it was my civic duty to put the groom on scholarship. Some observations:
Bacon. Oh man. And no, not this guy.