October 16, 2001

Buying Condoms:

Ok, the world today wants people having sex to use condoms.   But any teenage male knows that its a nerve racking experience to go into the pharmacy, ask the old 80 year old woman whose hacking up a lung as you tell her "I want to buy some condoms..."   So to boost sales, and to make it a lot easier on the consumer male to buy rubbers, how about they have condom catalogues and online sites for buying rubbers in bulk???  Hrm, maybe i'm the only one thinking this way, but hell i would buy my rubbers that way.    So next time you go into the drug store and that old lady winks at you when you buy rubbers, you'll agree with me on condom catalogues.   Lets get a petition rolling to trojan.
October 10, 2001

The late night walk:


As the boy walks down the dark street on route to his girl freind's house in the middle of the night, there is only one thing on his mind.   He slides his hand into his "secret" 5th pocket to make sure that he's got his rubber.    Do you think He's thinking: "what if i get her pregnant?"   "What if her dad walks in on us and runs for his gun?"   "What if I can't get it up?"   "What if i break the condom before i get it on?"   I think not... He's thinking : "Hell yea, tonight i get to get my groove, all those lonely nights with my dad's porn mags are gone... Tonight is the night!"  
October 29, 2001

As I sit here and ponder a simple question, "Why do us humans think that we are gods," I accidently squeeze off a fart.   I was thinking, I noticed the smell of my own fart didn't smell that bad.   Us humans are a strange bunch of people.  Some people like to molest little kids, some like to rape animals, others like to eat fish-jerky, and then there is that strange bunch of people that like to sit around and smell thier own farts.   Ok, reality check people.   Come on, animals like us can no way in hell be gods.   While the gods are planning the next naturaul phenomenon, and they accidently let one off, do you think they run around in circles trying to smell thier own gas?   I think not....    So to all those megalomaniacs out there that think they're gods, the next time you fart and say "hey, my farts smell like roses."   If you still feel like a god then, well there is only one name for you, You're a frigging "Dumb Ass."
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