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Saturday, 24 November 2007

  • Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

    It's Thanksgiving time, so I'm going to bring back an old classic:

    Wong's CBS Thanksgiving special!!!

    enjoy:

    This is a story about Wong’s first Thanksgiving, about how he ate so much turkey to celebrate the beginning of the holidays:

    Wong was really hungry so he made a shopping list that included chopsticks and two horses to eat (dogs were too small), a gallon of gravy, 20 pounds of potatoes, a cartload of yam, 3 heads of lettuce, a pound of water chestnuts, a gallon of ranch dressing, a bottle of imported Chinese grease(the only thing Chinese about his food and his family), and a large loaf of All-American white bread, and of course, no Thanksgiving dinner could be complete without shrimp fried rice.

    Wong started to drool at the thought of a 35 pound turkey and just had to add it to his list along with: a pound of refined Mexican rice, a bushel of fried pinto beans, 10 Medium pizzas from Little Ceasars, a White Castle Crave Case, and cookies, loads and loads of cookies. Cookies reminded him of chips and he decided to get the 11486728 chip bag and a pound and a half of yogurt. And to top it all off, he added 47 pounds of Jello to his list. With that said and done Wong set out with his list and began to eat. He became fatter and fatter(but not by much because he was fat to start off). He became so fat he was #3 in the class! His fatness began to spread, first throughout his body as his brain was crammed with fat, of course this was only a dream of Wong’s because he had not yet gone shopping for food to eat.

    He exclaimed “Sweet mother of Jesus Nazi God!”, and immediately set out for the nearest supermarket, he got there and raided the store free of everything except two pieces of lent and a can of tomatoes. His bill came to 600,000,000 pieces of whale that he would later make into anal lube. He had to pay for the food he bought first, and of course he couldn’t, so he decided to eat the security personnel at the supermarket, then took his food and put it in the ho’s Taurus. Now, Wong said “It’s time for some CBS!” By CBS he meant crazy butt scrunching because he has grown so heavy, he scrunches his own butt! After eating so much, Wong had to sit down, he caused a huge shockwave throughout the country side, where all people died except Darren. The two nemesis faced off in the sumo match of the century. They shook their fat and stomped their feet until only one survived, and the one who had won was a big, fat, swollen man who ruled the world with an iron fist.

    However, one day a little man came up to the winner, Wong, and asked him what the square root of 99 was, Wong checked his calculator and found the answer to be undefined, and Wong went Nooo!!!! And his head exploded.

    Thus, Wong ruined his first ever Thanksgiving, and everyone learned a valuable lesson.



Wednesday, 03 October 2007

  • My Life if it was based on music I listen to.

    I don’t remember much about my childhood, all of us start with original SIN, I guess. I was always pretty good at math: I knew what PARABOLA was by the time I was five. By the time I was seven, some started to call me WONDERBOY, and I was sent away to learn some JEDI MIND TRICKS.

    My instructor was some old guy with NINE INCH NAILS, he told me it was some crazy requirement for joining THE BLOODHOUND GANG. I really never learned that much from him, he was pretty much INSANE IN THE BRAIN, had this weird thing for FAT BOTTOMED GIRLS, and loved to MASTURBATE. Anyways, I was UNDER PRESSURE for most of the time in that school, so I decided to BURN IT UP with DIRTY MAGIC.

    THE POLICE started to chase after me after that, so I hid out in Vegas for awhile, living a life of MINDLESS SELF INDULGENCE. It’s also here that I met BUDDY HOLLY. He showed me around the city, we smoked some HASHPIPE, and tripped out on THE TUSSEIN—that shit was SUBLIME. After a couple of month though, he told me “I’M SHIPPING OUT TO BOSTON, there will be NO SLEEP TIL BROOKLYN” and I never saw him again. It turned out he was actually DOIN’ TIME for DATE RAPE.

    I thought I could use some CALIFORNICATION, so I moved from Vegas and found myself in the middle of THE BATTLE OF LOS ANGELES. That was some tough shit so I actually ended up in San Diego. I FELL IN LOVE WITH A GIRL at the MARCH OF THE PIGS, but SOMEBODY TOLD ME that SHE’S GOT ISSUES. I wrote her a LOVE SONG FOR A WITCH, then we went SEPARATE WAYS. I didn’t really mind, BITCHES AIN’T SHIT.  For some reason later she became a pilot who dropped BOMBS OVER BAGHDAD, go figure.

    After this I tried to find direction in my life: being POGO THE CLOWN, becoming the BANANA MAN, and joining some sort of MUSHROOM CULT. ONE BY ONE all of those plans fell through.  I went on a JOURNEY to search for the STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN. Instead, I somehow ended up in AMISH PARADISE with a bottle of COLT45 in my hands and just wanting to PARTY PARTY PARTY. FOR REASONS UNKNOWN this would allow me to get a job as a program manager at Microsoft.

    This is what happens when I get bored as hell in class and just counting minutes until SCHOOL’S OUT.

    This also made me realize that ALL MY LIFE I’ve wanted to know what BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY means.

     

     

Tuesday, 17 July 2007

  • skybox!?

    So, as it is at every big company, there's a suite with that company's name on it at a local sports arena. In this case, that is Safeco Field.

    Well, so apparently there's this policy that if the suite that the company rented out isn't being used, we can buy tickets to the suite in sets of 6 for $15 per ticket. Me and five of my friends decided to take advantage of this while the Tigers were in town Sunday, and it sure was awesome. Kind of reminded me of that one Simpsons's episode where Homer gets a skybox pass to a hockey game.

    Highlights:
    - Getting a kickass parking pass that allowed us to park in a lot right next to the stadium, the spot also allowed us to drive right onto the freeway after the game and not have to fight through traffic.
    - Super comfy seats.
    - The people in the surrounding suites all got catering, so I decided to look at the catering menu for kicks, that is, until I saw that a ceasar salad cost $45.
    - We, of course, were cheering for the Tigers. So when Marcus Thames hit a 3-run homer for the Tigers in the 4th, we started cheering. The section below us started booing, but we couldn't see them, because, you know, we're high-rollers in the suites that can't be bothered with sitting in the cheap seats.
    - Some people tried to climb up to our seats by building a human pyramid, but we put a stop to that by pouring boiling water all over them. (Note: this may not have actually happened)


    In a totally unrelated note, I visited at Go Camp and was recruited to host the Silly Olympics, so now there's a picture of me in a toga floating around the Internet.





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