
When life gives you shit, fling it back right in its face fucking monkey style.



In the last week I've been blasted from some punk bitches across the Internet.  Most of them remained nameless, meaning they posted as fucking anonymous pussies, but one guy did tell me to clean up my act with a name.  GM-Carson, who I've become a fan of during the 2008 season because he blogs Phillies shit, said "Mr. A-Hole, please refrain from making comments on our site that are profane, borderline racist, and just plain dickish. We appreciate your readership and look forward to future comments that are toned down a bit."  I'll let this slide because he manned up and used an alias instead of punking out and going nameless.
One of the nameless cunt's comments on here:
That rusty mother fucker Oil Can Boyd wants to make a comeback?  The guy is older than my deceased grandfather for fuck sake.  More Hardball has a funny article about his plea for a team to sign him.
Ever have a shitty day and feel like saying "fuck" to everything?  Well, I did today, so- FUCK!  I'm tired to stupid people saying stupid things and then looking at me like I should be able to help them with their fucking stupidity.  Get a clue dickface, you're stupid and that ain't gonna change.  I could have punched a mother fucker in the face today, but then legal action would have had to take place and I'm not a big fan of the police.  Right now I just need some booze and porn, and if that makes me an asshole, then so fucking be it.



This blog will be dedicated to women, beer, sports, and making fun of everything, even if it's considered politically incorrect.  This isn't a kid friendly blog, so put the little ones to bed before checking this site out.  "Fuck" is my favorite word, I love tits, and making gay jokes is still funny to me despite being on the wrong side of 30.  I will no longer attempt to hide the fact that I'm a CPA- Certified Prick Asshole.  No reason to hide it, I'm fucking proud of it.  I speak my mind, and sometimes I even offend myself.