HEAR YEE, HEAR YEE TO ALL FUCKFACES!!!
COME ONE, COME ALL TO THE OHIO RENAISSANCE FESTIVAL!!! TTTTTTTHHHHHWWWWWWTTTTT!!!I'm glad I don't have to listen to the radio often, because for the fifteen minutes I forget and try again every few days, I hear SERIOUS BULLSHIT like the plug for the ORF.
I'm overjoyed that I don't hear flamboyant fluting as a backdrop for a conversation of two people who have no concept of the English language, much less the ability to read from a card that has words they've never heard spoken before.
"Hearest thou art possibly finding oneself a coward doth not make hast to the Ohio REN FEST"
"Avass, Please to be kindly in a manner of plugging thy own buttocks with the head that doth sit privy on your own true shoulders."
Unfortunatley they've gone a different route this year. They got a big band feel all sponsered by Kroger. Did you catch that? A Festival in HARVEYSBURG OHIO, brought to you by KROGER celebrating the ENGLISH RENAISSANCE with a BIG BANG SOUND...
Oh wait, I just logged on to the homepage and realized that they hold weddings at this event too. Bahahahahahahahaaaaaaa...
aha aha ahhhhhhhahahahahahahahaaa...
Never the fuck mind.
ha ha aaaaaaaaaaaahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaa ah ah o oo oooohh.
posted by John Q. Pubic @ 10:33 AM
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Moblogging IIDEX- Roger Martin on Design
Lloyd Alter, Toronto We are at IIDEX, Canada's big trade-only design show, and started the morning being inspired by Roger Martin, Dean of the Rotman School of business at the University of Toronto.
Take a look at my 'fishing friend' related site. It can be found at fishing friend.
And for more serious bullshit, please review the comments section!!!!
WHAT THE...???
Before I could even see my own post published, I get comments like these?
I have to agree with you on the Ren Fest bullshit. But people get married at Star Wars movies too...
Welcome back Pubic!
Man, for somebody who hates serious bullshit, you sure do have a blog called that.
I mean, forsooth, would thou profess to a disdain of serious bullshit, when thine own screed holds a name as true. Zounds! Gang aft aglay, indeed, John Q.
Wow! Great blog. I'm always fascinated when people write about their fuzzy things. I like the fuzzy stuff.
It reminds me of Mountin Dew on a cold, clammy morning in Idaho. You know, right after the last of the blood has dripped away from the goat. Please check out my site, The Fuzzy Place.
Eleven comments is a lot.
Maybe we can just go for a Guinness Record for the most comments left on a dead blog post.
Is there such a category?
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