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Friday, December 02, 2005

Boogergate: Day Two

So it's day two of the new flesh wound. It's doing good so far and the flap of skin is still holding in place. The glue that the doctor used is starting to turn a kind of yellow color now. It still doesn't hurt, which is good. However, it is starting to itch like hell. Especially in the crease of the behind my nostril. I also noticed that there is a cut inside my nose, that one isn't real bad and only bled for a little while yesterday. But enough of this boogery banter for now. There are other more interesting topics to talk about. Such as demolition derbys.
While at work today I noticed that in certain areas of the yard the forklifts have shit for traction, which gave me a brilliant idea. Demo derby on ice! Ooh yeah, just the thought of all the spinning out of control carnage makes me grin from ear to ear. Imagine taking a nice level ten or twelve acre field and having the fire department hose it down right before it freezes outside. Add in a bunch of full framed land barges. Hand out the studded tires and re-enforce the bumpers. Slap on yer mittens and helmet. To make this really exciting we will need to have certain requirements. Like get the biggest damn engine you can get your filthy frozen hands on. No sissy 350's or pansy ass 5.0's. I'm talking about 500 cubic inch caddys preferably with some nice speed parts and a blower or nitrous. Really, what fun would it be without retardedly obscene amounts of horsepower?

Man, I can see the 6,000 pound doughnuts of destruction in my head. Headers spewing flames ten feet into the air. I guess you won't really have to worry about being cold, cause you know at some point the cars will catch fire. I think it would make a good team or tandem car event. Tie two cars together at the ass end and make them work in unison. That would make for some very interesting chain reactions. Ideas are just flying into my head now. I guess I've found something good about it being winter, and it looks like shit gettin' fucked up!

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at 6:46 AM Blogger Katy Barzedor said...

"6,000 pound doughnuts of destruction"

That's sheer poetry, man...

 
at 7:26 AM Blogger Candy said...

Oh baby your poor nose.

As for the rest?

No.

Just, No. K?

Love you.

But No.

 

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