The Ill One

May I add that was a damn fine return match too, Danny. I only got a chance to read yours so the rest of the show's comments will come soon.

Worth the wait, Mike.

Inside a bar the Insane Luchador and Ejiro Fasaki sit. "Hey bartender, I'll take two beers," IL calls out. "There wasn't much description when you explained this place to me..." "Because I'm lazy and it's vague," Luchador concludes as two frosty mugs get slammed down in front of them. "Go for it." "...Andrew, I can't drink," Ejiro slowly says. "Phft, it's just a beer," IL taunts. "No." He stands his ground. "Look, I don't even have a fucking liver and I drink like a fish!" "How'd you lose your liver?" "Hey, I needed to buy the plane ticket from Afghanistan to the United States somehow... but that's beside the point," he explains. "How do you survive?" Ejiro asks in wonder. "I'm crazy," Luchador casually says as he leans over the bar and snatches a bottle of Scotch. He quickly smashes it over his face as blood squirts out in every direction in an act that'd put Quentin Tarantino to shame. "See? Crazy." "Oooohhh. Well, I can't, sorry. My sister will kill me," he continues to attempt to reason. Luchador shrugs his shoulder as an eyeball plops away. "Shit, I could need that," he grumbles as his hand blindly feels for it. "Don't worry, I can keep your sister quiet." He snatches it and puts it in backwards. "How?" Ejiro Fasaki asks. "Does she have a mouth?" IL questions. "Yes..." "I have a cock. Boom, done, problem solved," Luchador rudely answers. Ejiro Fasaki looks on in horror and rage before looking down at the beer mug. "So being crazy makes you invincible?" "Well sure, watch this." The Insane Luchador leans over the bar and feels around before leaning back up with a shotgun. He sticks it into his mouth. "Nwth whafch dis" with a sudden movement he pulls the trigger, his brains splattering everywhere. The headless Luchador shrugs his shoulders. "See?" "...Not really," Ejiro says as he watches Insane Luchador's blood squirt from his neck like a fountain. "Well then..." Luchador says. -- Two hours later. The drunken Ejiro cracks up as the decapitated Rickmen finishes his story. "So then I went into his factory and shot the fucker!" Silence. "Whoa, what...?" Ejiro slowly asks. Luchador swears and then goes, "Bartender, more booze!" The laughter continues. "Hey IL?" "Yeah man?" "Would you really let my sister suck you off?" "Only because you're my friend..." -- Soon to come- Misty, the federation groupie, confessions~! The Fuvolution continues!

Finally got the game, great stuff and whatnot- but how the hell do you get to the second ditch in that blockade thing in Poisedon's Challenge? I have to be missing something because it's the millionth time with no luck and it's slowly chiseling away at my patience.

Down in the deep South, in the depths of the deepest, darkest forests ever to exist there's a shack. Originally the Love Shack, made famous by the B-52s, sits in the deepest of privacy. Deeper down South than "Deliverance" and with more history than a history timeline of Rhode Island. The Love Shack was made popular as a coked up, orgy house that the B-52s had built. But once the male singer had burned away his nostrils his nasal voice that rivals most Jews declined. Therefore his cry of "LLLoooovveee ssshhhhaaaaccckkk!" led to their instant demise. Afterwards it was leased to the Midnight Carnival, who would celebrate their victories after pay-per-views. But once King got a stick up his ass and went evil combined with Edwin using a fish covered in strawberry daiquiri on a groupie led to its second demise. Finally it was sold to a Dirty South gangster who was looking for the privacy to continue their botany interests. -- The two SWF superstars of Archibald Griffon and Lil' Buck sit on the deck of a wooden shack. Nearly in shambles the little shack is quiet except for the creeking of two chairs. "I can't believe Rane even had attachable rockers!" "Yeah-yeah! I never even knew dat Pimp Daddy had a thing for cornpipes and rockers." The two lean back and forth as their newly found chairs squeak and they both suck on their cornpipes. "Feels like rain." Buck notices. "Yup." "Yup." "Yup..." "Feel it in my knees." He adds. "Yup." "Yup." "It makes my glucoma go all whack! But dat's okay 'cause I got the meds." Lil' Buck gives a huge smile and exhales smoke. "What do you mean?" Arch asks confused. "Well what do you think has been in my pipe, I've been hittin' the whacky teeeebbbaacccyyy!" Lil' Buck exclaims. "...You mean marijuana!" Archibald gasps. "Dat's right, the sweet leaf, the ganga, the weed, the green, flyin' the Mexican Airlines, and dis' ain't no swiggy-schwagg. You want to try some!" Lil' Buck exposes a sack tucked in the depths of his baggy jeans. "I don't know..." Arch cautiously answers. FREEZE FRAME~! The scene pauses as Lil' Buck gratiously extends the pipe as Griffon notices the marijuana plants surrounding them in complete shock. The tall plants ruffle as a man exposes himself. "Now kids, these plants aren't meant for hemp." He says as he takes a huge smell of the plant surrounding him. "This is the Terrorist Plant!" Finally his whole body is seen as he gets to the porch's wooden steps and strikes a pose. "Hi, I'm Spike Jenkins. You might recognize me." Silence. "But here I'm to tell you about the evils of the marijuana plant." He snatches a stalk and struggles to snap it. "You see, cannabis has always been popular on the streets. Don't get the wrong impression- these people are the absolute scum of the universe. They don't remember things, smile and stare at nothing, are slow witted, and their reactions are next to nothing... and sometimes they might even suck on a penis for their addiction." Spike Jenkins walks over to Lil' Buck and pats his frozen shoulder. "Marijuana is known by various names, as our douchebag here explained. This plant alters reality and is the sole reason that Bambi died and why people go crazy. But gee whiz, it can be awfully tempting!" Spike Jenkins smiles and then frowns. "I used to be a stoner... or a habitual user of marijuana. I had women, success, money, fame, parties, cars, but there was something I lacked. A soul." He begins to walk over to Archibald and slowly removes his cornpipe. "Marijuana is also a gateway drug- it can get you to do other awful things... such as heroin, cocaine, LSD, PCP, Carbombings in Ireland, E, Opium, Raping Fetuses, Datura, Bombings in the Name of Allah, Saliva, Skittles, OxyContin, Jizzing on Baby Jesus, Valium, Murder of Small Children and Eating Their Inwards, DXM, and methamphetamine!" He gives another huge smile and walks down the porch's stairs. "But don't worry, I quit! I quit absolutely everything! Now I'm a straight-edger... which means I don't use any sort of drug, no body alterations, no sex, and absolutely no fun. Since I quit, things have really changed! I have no money, no wife, no car, no home, no food, no water, no friends, and sometimes at night when I'm able to sleep in a dumpster I'll spoon with a broom for comfort!" He sniffles and forces a fake smile. "Really though, I saved my soul... and do you want to be like THIS kid-" he points over to a field where a teenager stands. "...Dude, are you high right now? Because I'm so high." "Remember kids, marijuana is the Devil's plant. If you be like Buck, you'll be out of luck!" He beams as the screen fades away. -- VIVA LA FUVOLUTION!

Hey, we could find out.

Oh and it had Midjit too. Yeah, I shamelessly made sure it's the top topic. It's that damn good.

Should've EWR'ed it.

I just overdosed on nostalgia and I'm loving it. Let's see we had- Calling us out on the heavyweight drought, PDS, Rane, Mayor McCheese, David Bowie and/or Vanilla Ice, ELM, McWeed, the nutbite explained~!, Flink, Apostle, Shadow, and Rane's specialty chair... How joygasmic. Ah, brings back members of the days.

That very first far away shot made her look alright, after that it was pretty disgusting. But this is nothing to be really shocked over.

The argument I always hear is the profit if it's government regulated, every part of it has some use, etc. I'm indifferent really because my therapist has been saying it'll be coming out soon with these results.

Why did I imagine a Pulp Fiction situation to Brian's post? Personally I think it'll led to her going public about it. Shane and Vic will finish things off with Antwone but at the same time Army's a dead man. Dutch will score with Vic's wife and Vic will continue to mess with Danni.

I didn't like that episode much (the Brian tries to build a family) but I think my favorite drawn out joke was "Da Boom" or whatever it was called and Peter got into at least a five minute fight with the chicken. Just the lengths they go with it.

Later man, we hardly knew ye'. Hopefully you'll be able to come back, good luck with the job.

Bumpage for tonight. I won't be around at 9 (the first episode) but hopefully I can be back in time for the next showing at 10.

Enter the chat or Mr. Bukkake and G0R0 will get on the bus and... well, you don't want to know.

THE MAIN EVENT - SWF INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH Jay Hawke © vs. Johnny Dangerous © ~Normally I'd flip a coin but I'll give the edge to JD. Ejiro Fasaki vs. "The Franchise" Mak Francis ~Fasaki in a close call. THE BRAWL-O IN SAO PAULO Scott Pretzler vs. "Hollywood" Spike Jenkins ~Pretzler. Martial Law (Landon Maddix and Todd Cortez) vs. Arch Griffon and Manson ~Martial Law but don't count Arch and Manson out. Insane Luchador vs. Lil' Buck ~Lil' Buck Opening Bout Lord David vs. JJ Johnson ~JJ

Must be so secret you can't even go Raynor~! That's like, super duper secret!

Nice card.

I'm hardly a Star Wars fan but after seeing the trailers and succession of great reviews, I'm beginning to get rather antsy. I enjoyed the movies but if I saw half of one of the movies I probably couldn't tell you which one it was. Hopefully Lucas ends it on a very, very high note. I'm also wondering if it's as dark as everybody says it is.

You are a Social Liberal (91% permissive) and an... Economic Liberal (10% permissive) You are best described as a: Socialist You exhibit a very well-developed sense of Right and Wrong and believe in economic fairness. loc: (155, -150) Economic Left/Right: -5.63 Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -8.36 I probably should be running and hiding from KKK.

Economic Left/Right: -5.63 Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -8.36

Next week should be great, how many episodes are left?

Right. Been there, done that.

Learn from your mistakes.