Hello?

Anyone out there? HELL-OH-OH-oh-oh-ohh... Happy Halloween. I like this day. It's cool. Yea. Gonna go give out candy at Melanie's tonight. Gonna give out candy from an actual house. Haven't done that in ages. Should be fun. I haven't got anything else to say at the moment...other than I am bored and I hate the job I have to do today. Fuckity fuckholes. Back to it. Later...internet.

Refresher

Lookit what I did... I decided to get my "No, it's not Nemo, Dammit" tattoo re-colored last night. Ron was in class and I didn't feel like going home to worry about my mom alone with no distractions. My dad called yesterday morning to tell me that my mom had fallen the night before and broken her hip. She had to have hip replacement surgery last night. They decided that this was the best thing for her, since she has Type 1 diabetes which complicates her healing process. This is a routine surgery (usually done on older folks) from which people usually heal and recover their mobility more quickly, as opposed to letting the bone heal on its own. I hope this is the case with my mom. She's only 62. Nothing better to remind me of her growing frailty. My reality check with mortality. *sigh* She's had diabetes since she was 25. It's really starting to take a toll on her. She's got it under pretty good control now that she has a great doctor, but there were times when her blood sugar would be so out of control. But her doctor is at the hospital taking good care of her, according to my dad. I'm probably going to drive out there to visit either today or tomorrow. Poor mommy.

I had to get my mind off of worrying and I've been thinking about getting my tats re-colored a lot lately. I really wanted to get away from the strict orange and white colors of this particular tat. Especially after the 12th person asked if it was Nemo. It still looks Nemo-like, of course. I don't care, it's very cute. I used to do a lot of Disney-esque type animal drawings. I still do, but I'm trying to get my own style. Like any other artist! Heh...

This is actually just the first step. I'm going to do more to this one. As I sat and looked at it last night, I decided that the stripes need some yellow shading. This particular fish has the common name of Percula Clownfish. A common saltwater damselfish. Damsels are the saltwater equivalent to a freshwater goldfish. But a whole helluva lot cuter! They can survive in some pretty harsh conditions and are usually one of the first fish that can be put in newly set-up saltwater tanks to get the whole bacteria/nitrogen cycle started. Anyway, I've seen them in not only orange and white, but also black and white and maroon with sort of yellowish-cream colored stripes. So I'm going toward the maroon colored specimen. I will wait for it to heal some to see how the colors turn out, then I'll probably add some yellow shading in the stripes. Yup...that's what I'm gon' do. And now that I'm all in the tattoo mood...I have the idea for my next one. I really want to get the lovebirds I've drawn for the wedding invite (no, not done yet...procrastination hits again) done somewhere on my person. Haven't quite decided where yet. I can imagine my drawing all colored in. It's gonna look GORGEOUS! But not 'til after the wedding. It'll be my wedding present to myself.

Okay, once again it is time to work. I don't feel like it. Later.

Trippy

Went to Vegas again over the weekend. GAWD I hate Vegas. As much as I hate it, I find myself going there at least once a year or so. Melanie's bowling tournaments have taken me there the last few times before this trip. I've been there seven or eight times now. There are so many other places that are the same distance away that I'd much rather visit... San Francisco, Monterey, Lake Tahoe, The Redwoods, Big Bear... But I always end up wasting a vacation day in that shithole Vegas. Going for someone else. This time it was for Ron's mom and uncle. Ron's uncle is visiting from Alaska for a few months and has never been to Vegas. Ron hadn't been there in about fifteen years and his birthday just passed. His mom has a nice time share not too far from the strip, so she decided it would be fun to take the three of us for a weekend trip. Sorta combine Ron's birthday gift and get his uncle out and about. Too bad Ron hates Vegas has much as I do. It was a very nice gesture on his mom's part and it was nice spending time with family. We made the best of it and it was fairly nice. I appreciate what his mom did, she is a very sweet lady. I don't think I've done too bad in the in-law department, I must say.

The time share thing was MUCH better than staying in some hotel casino. The room was home-y, like staying in an apartment. A nice facility with all the amenities...a dining table, couch and chairs, silverware, a dishwasher, full sized fridge, large balcony... It also had a huge pool, a bar, pool tables, a couple cozy restaurants, game room, gym... No casino, though. A nice touch to Ron and I. There's always plenty of those fucking stinkholes all over Vegas. I wouldn't have minded spending the whole time at the time share, however we had to see the sights for his mom and uncle. We just let his mom take the lead. Visited some of the great big, wastes of money that were the hotels and other attractions. Walked around A LOT. Ate A LOT. But didn't gamble at all. We're all kinda thrifty and that made the trip cool. None of us liked the idea of wasting money at the slots or game tables with all the other idiots. Ron had wanted to possibly play a little Black Jack, but we didn't get to it. I'm glad. BOR-ING.

I'd taken yesterday off because we'd decided to go Saturday through Monday in order to avoid the awful Sunday gambling addicts traffic. What a horrid and boring drive that is. I detest it. At least it's not that long, only about 4 to 5 hours depending on traffic. His mom made pretty damn good time both on the way there and back. We were doing great on the drive back until the inevitable speeding dipshit caused an accident and made us sit in traffic during the last leg of the trip. Delayed us an hour. ARGH! Let's see...what else do I HATE about Vegas besides the drive? Hmmm...

~The people

~The desert scenery/weather

~The people

~The REDICULOUS extravagance EVERYWHERE you look

~The rip-offs (TEN fucking dollars to ride a stupid elevator to the top of the Stratosphere!)

~The filth

~The waste

~The whores

~The ignorant, fat, lazy, rude, psycho, just plain FUCKED up PEOPLE waiting around every corner to take your money.

~The absence of the natural. Everything is so fake and gross. All the waterfalls smell like gutters

We should just bomb the place. The world is in need of a serious clean-up. Gotta clean up the gene pool. Vegas is a great place to start.

I couldn't wait to come home. I missed my pets terribly. That reminds me, I did waste too much money on ONE souvenir...a parrot puppet. I saw it at the Rainforest Cafe and had to get it. The first stuffed parrot modeled after a real parrot instead of some colorful whatever that is supposed to be a parrot because, well, you know...it's colorful and has a hooked beak. This is a puppet of an actual scarlet macaw. The colors are all right, even the toes face in the right direction! Parrots have two forward-facing toes and two backward-facing toes. Dammit. It's gotta be anatomically correct! Heh... Yup, this one is. The face, the eyes...it almost looks real! Hehe...so far Pickles loves it! Ron was putting it in his face last night and he was giving it lil' birdie nibbles all over. So cute!

Yea.

Alright, gotta go for now. Later!

On to other things

Heh...tigers in a 'hot tub'. Gotta love digi cams and the internet. No boundries...

So. It's Thursday. What have I been up to all week? The usual. Nothing too exciting to report. Went for a walk/hike with my brother Steve the other day. That was fun and different...having another person there pushing you add a whole new element. For me it was the element of, "Oh my shits I better quit smoking 'cause he's kicking my ass." I kept up pretty well through most of it, but there were some real HELLISH hills he showed me that I hadn't a clue about. I usually don't explore that hilly area over by his house when I'm jogging up there 'cause I tend to get lost. It worked my ass in areas it really needs to be worked. I mean, there are muscles all up in there? All up in that middle part? How do I work those muscles consistently? I'm obviously not getting to them on a regular basis. I guess that's all part of the whole staying in shape thing...finding different ways to work different muscle groups. Right. Gonna go attack the hills around my work and try to get to that same group 'o butt muscles today. Uh-huh.

Steve and I also did some file sharing on his new computer. He's been loading his music collection on there like mad. Then I come over with my MP3 player and it's all over.

"OOoh, gotta have that one."

"Can I get this?"

"Cool, put that on there, too..."

I got some great stuff on my player now. It's almost full. I've got the Beatles 'White' album on it! Which is great because I have lots of mundane shit to do here at work today and music helps a shitload. Gotta get a lot of back orders out. Damn stuff just keeps trickling in from the vendors. Music also helps with other boring things like grocery shopping. I may never have to listen to the real world again! My own personal music video...ALL the time!

Okay, that's enough here. I am off to do some working.

DAY-YAM! Talk about INTricate!

What amazing artistry. Using what artists call 'negative space'. I love staring at this kind of stuff. Wow...mind blowing.

Cuteness

Aren't those just the CUTEST damn things you ever SAW?! My dad emailed me this picture and it reminded me of when I actually did this myself. I was 8 or 9 years old and spending the day with my family at my grandparents house out in Sun City aka old people's retirement town. There was NOTHING to do, I was bored outta my mind. As I was watching the hummingbirds visit the feeder, I got an idea. I stood on a chair and put my fingers on either end of the feeder, right next to the "red flower" spouts where they stick their lil' bills. It took awhile, but eventually the buggers started landing on my fingers to drink from the spouts! The first time one of them actually landed on my finger I almost cried I was so excited. Eventually my parents and cousins came out to watch. And the birdies just kept coming! I'll never forget how awesome it was to see these beautiful little jewels up close... I guess I've always had a thing for birdies. I love their song, their beauty and how smart they are for supposedly having such "tiny" brains. The difference is that they use their ENTIRE brain, unlike us 10 percenters...

Anyway, I'm feeling like shit this morning. It's another Monday after a wonderful weekend. We straightened up the house, watched movies and went for sushie. We also just really enjoyed each other's company. It was great. I overdid it on the sushie and beer last night so I'm still feeling full and sluggish. I need to exercise today, but I doubt I'll make it. I'll try...we'll see how I feel at the end of the day. It's 11:00 a.m. though, and I still feel awful. Just sluggish and not in the mood to do a thing. Although I have gotten a few things done...I just have to get motivated to go pack stuff now. Yuck! Good news is that Ron FINALLY started the day shift. He should be on it for the next month or so. WOO! And I'm repeating to myself..."NOT GONNA GET UPSET AT HIM WHEN HE HAS TO GO BACK TO SHITTY SHITTY HORRIBLE SCHEDULE. I WILL CRY BY MYSELF. REALLY.

Speaking of cuteness, I meant to post this Patton interview, too. Yes, I also watched more videos this weekend. Man, I'm in DEEP now. Okay, back to work for me. Later!

Grand 'ol time

Blogger has been freaking out again. I tried to post several times yesterday and it just wouldn't LET ME! So YAY, I'm posting today. Another happy Friday after a nice week.

Went bowling with the Cathies last night and it was lots of fun. Ron came, too, which made it even better. 'Course he kicked all our asses. I bowled a fucking 25 on my first game. That's right folks, a 25. If the goal of the game were similiar to golf, I'd be a CHAMP! But I did better on the second game. Got 56. Mmmm-hmmm. And guess who happened to be bowling in the lane next to us?

The ONE...




The ONLY...





LEIF GARRETT!!!

HAHAHAHAAHAHAAAA!!! Cathie's all, "Do you know who Leif Garrett is? He's right behind us...." WHOA! VH1 flashback!!! Cathie even got a pic (the Cathies are SO good at bring cameras everywhere) of Ron and I with him in the backround! Heh! I tell ya, the guy looks SO haggard. Sometimes stardom does that to ya. Well, most of the time.

Oh, speaking of the two Cathies...they have their own blogs now. I actually have people I KNOW who read me and vice versa. Cathy just started hers about a month ago and Cathie has been at it since April. Yay! Notice that I differenciate the by the spelling of their names. There's Cathy with a "Y" and Cathie with an "IE". Heeeeee... Yea. I just had to point that out.

So...last night when I got home from bowling I had to check out some links I'd found earlier in the day on Caca Volante, a Patton blog I found a little while back. You know how links go, right. Link after link after link leads you to more and more awesome shit. I got to the good 'ol YouTube site and found nothing less than a SHITLOAD of Patton related videos. Holy shit I was in HEAVEN. I opened a can of worms. I watched as much as I could before I had to go to bed. After watching a few live performances and interviews, especially this one and this one (OH MY GAWD he's SO CUTE in that interview I just wanna SQUISH 'IM) I fell in love all over again. Oooh man. He seems like a nice guy. Creative, down to earth and weird as hell. He even started poop talking in one interview! I was sitting there squealing with delight. Ron would come in the bedroom and enjoy clips every now and then. He was like, "Oh shit...HERE we go!" Yea, it was complete Patton overload last night. Guess who dreamt about hanging out at the beach with Ron, my cousin Mark and Mike Patton? It was a lovely dream for a change...

Just look at this cute lil' dork...



Yes, that's him in his Faith No More days. Oh yea...and he also seems to have a thing for fish. Another thing I love!

Okay, happy Friday! I'm off to get this day done. Later!

Happy Birthday, Ronnie poop!

First off, today is my darling's birthday. Happy Birthday poopsies!!! I wuvs yooooo!!!! I was going to bring him home his favorite cake, a card and a little gift (his big one hasn't arrived yet, I know I SUCK at planning) and possibly take him out to dinner. Scratch that 'cause he's gotta work. *sigh* He was supposed to start days at that damn Federal building this week, however, they keep pushing the job back for one reason or another. Fucking disorganized, lame ass, overly micromanaged mess. *SIGH* I wanted to celebrate on the day! But have I complained to him? NO. Not yet. And I'm not gonna. It's his day for shit's sake! Of course we're going to celebrate this weekend. Maybe go to Oktoberfest! Woowoooooo!!!

Even though I'm in a bad mood this morning, I'm controlling it. No reason to take it out on anyone. It's all my fault, anyway. I feel terrible because I ate terrible last night. Too many sweets last night and the day before after not having any for quite a while. I'm gonna go get me a greasy meal for lunch. I always want something like bacon or hash browns when my stomach is feeling all squeamy like this. I feel like a salt-lick right about now...

The weekend was great. We had a bbq with Mark and Mason on Saturday. A nice, laid back and fun day. Sunday we went for our bike ride at the park. It was lovely. We're starting at the park because neither of us are ready for the mountain yet. Well, I might be more than I think 'cause I HAVE been working out pretty regularly. But only PRETTY regularly. It's Ron who needs to get back into shape. It won't be hard for him though. He's athletic, used to ride his bike for miles and miles. The cool thing is that once you've been very good shape, it's not too difficult to get back into it. Muscles remember!

I also almost finished my invitation design this weekend. I've got most of it inked. Now I just have to do the boring part of it. Ink it, I mean. I worked on it for about an hour and a half on Saturday night and it's coming along beautifully. Yes, I'm gonna scan it in when I'm done!

My GAWD...some bitch just walked by the building talking on her cell phone. Now, this building is pretty spacious and echo-y anyway... It magnified her obnixious voice. "Sweet! We'll get on it!" Good for you. Shut the fuck up.

My friend Lisa emailed me the greatest picture yesterday! I love it when she or Melanie come across old pictures of us. This is from around 1985 or so...



Yea, the classic 'buried in the sand' pic. Love it! Our families used to go to the beach together all the time. Lisa and I would spend hours playing in the waves or searching the shore for sand crabs. This naturally resulted in being baked by the sun. We'd end up purple the next day. Our moms were not good at the re-apply at all! Great times... It's fun to have old friends!

Fuck, I gotta go pack some more. It's been busy at work again. This tea isn't working! I need french fries!

Diarreah

It's Fry fry FRYDAY and I'm still at work at six and the thirty PEE-EM. WHY is that? Because my damn car had to go to the shop AGAIN. I've been driving her for eight years and she's been oh so good to me. I guess it's about time for all the little things to start breaking. This time it was the temp gauge something or other sensor. The engine light went on Monday morning and I nearly shit my pants. NOT AGAIN. NoOoOoOoO!!! I called Ron, first and foremost. He asked a few questions, told me nott-uh to worry and he'd make an appointment at our car place for Thursday. We took her in yesterday and it was supposed to be a one day thing. Turns out they needed to order a frick-a-frackin' part so she wasn't ready this morning when we were plannin' to pick her up. No. It was ready this AFTERNOoooon. When I did not have a ride to get it. But the problem was easily solved. I'm here alone again so I did most of my work and then forwarded the phones to my cell so I could take the company car to the shop. I dun paid for the work and they let me park her in a public lot so that Ron and I can drive down there tomorra morn' and bring her home. We would have just done it Monday, but Ron is supposed to start working days (YAY) next week...for the next six weeks! Then he goes on that horrid five to one a.m. schedule again... But I'm gonna be a good, non-codependent girl and NOT cry and carry on when that happens. Yea. Anyway, I so love all the freedom I have at this job. All I had to do was call my boss and explain the sitch and he was all fine with it. Awesome. Then I came back to work and finished up like a good girl. I am trustworthy. YES I AM. I am also lame.

sO...

I'm sitting here at work waiting for good 'ol Melanie poop to pick me up. It's been a good week. I went jogging three times this week! Monday, Wednesday AND today! I wish I could be as consistent every week. Last week I barely exercised...but the week before that I jogged three of the days AND the week before that. I'm somewhat consistent. Sorta kinda.

Speaking of exercise, the plans for this weekend include a hellish mountain bike ride. Ron got his bike all fixed up, finally, and it's time to get out there! The weather has cooled down enough, it's perfect fall conditions now. So on Sunday we're gonna take to the fire roads! Ron used to mountain bike like a madman and has been wanting to get back into it. Yay! It's gonna be fun. A new thing to add to my activities.

I'm feeling a little lonely in this blog world again. *sigh* I know. Like I said, I'm lame. Where is everyone? Zoot poopsie just got married, so she's been very busy. Zen darling has had lots going on with a new job and things. Onewetleg has lot's going on, too... I want them to come back! I feel like people get bored with me. I'm so insecure here! GAWD, I feel like I'm in junior high... YEA. I KNOW. Quit whinin'. I got all emotional on another blogger's page the other day. She was mentioning how people will leave long and involved comments on her page (I think it was a certain guy she was referring to, but I do that a lot, too) thinking they're all funny and shit, but she thought it was stupid or some shit like that. Fuck, I don't even know. I just got all hot and bothered and left her a very stupid, irritated comment. And then she came over here and asked me why I bother to read her if I get so irritated by it. She's right. So I deleted her ass from my list. It's so stupid. I just feel like I'm reaching for straws over here. People suck.

I'M COOL. READ ME. TELL ME YOU FUCKING LOVE ME!!!! OOOOHHhhh...gush gush. Hahahaha! Oh well. I'll just write and read myself. I love reading my own blog each month. Like, hmmm...what did I babble about this month? Or...Jesus Christ, I'm SUCH a fucking WEIRDO. Yea, I like to record myself peeing...

Oooh, THAT was random!

Awright, Melanie should be here any minute. ANEEE FUCKING MINUUUTE. Where ARE you Melanie?! Oye. I'm gonna go have a nice weekend now, all you folks out there on the internet. Now read me. And my archives. 'Cause I'm a fucking AWESOME chick. HHAHAHAHAHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

Bye.

Nastalgia

Hooo... Taking a break for now. I'm almost all caught up. The boss is gone again, won't be back 'til next Tuesday. I'm still sipping my coffee. Getting ready to get some orders together and shipped out. Feeling just fine and dandy today. And life goes on...

I hung out with my brother Steve last night. It had been awhile, we usually try to go to dinner and/or hang out about once a month. It's been like that since he's been back in L.A. He lived in the Bay area for ten years and moved back here about three years ago. I was glad when he moved back 'cause I really enjoy hanging out with him. He's a crazy, silly weirdo just like I am. Well, it looks as though he might be moving away again. He applied for a sound engineer job in Washington, DC...just as a "What the hell, I may as well give it a shot" type of thing. It looked like a great opportunity but he wasn't too sure it would go anywhere. It's always good to try that next rung on the ladder. His first interview was over the phone two weeks ago. He told me it went very well, that he felt like he hit it off with the interviewer. Apparently so 'cause today is his second interview. The company is actually sending someone out here to interview him. He's all nervous and excited about this prospect, and at the same time feeling a little overwhelmed and unsure. He'll be moving across the country. But he'd be crazy not to...this is a great opportunity. Doing what he loves at a huge company. Earning great money, great benefits...all the things people strive for in the career world. All the things that he has worked so hard for. Not two years ago he was really struggling. This is a blessing... Of course I'm very happy for him, but it'll be like losing a friend.

Last night reminded me of how much fun he is. We went out for chinese at one of those great little hole in the wall places. I didn't even know it existed and it's been in the area for years and years. The food was fantastic! The hot and sour soup...oooohhh so wonderful. It puts the stuff I get from the chinese place next to work to SHAME! We had a yummy dinner and then chilled and digested at his place for a while. So, my new phone has this feature where you can record and playback...it's got a speakerphone and a mic. I was showing this to Steve, how you can record and playback normal, slower and faster. I got to one recording that I didn't remember...a phone conversation I'd had with my mom a few weeks ago. But you couldn't hear me talking, only my mom. I had no idea I'd recorded it. Turns out you hit a button on the side of the phone in order to record the person you're talking to. HAH! Could be very incriminating...

In any case, my mom's recorded voice is fucking hilarious! Last night brought back memories... Steve has always been into music and sounds...he's done foley (backround sounds) for a couple of independent productions. When we were little he had a reel to reel recorder that he'd play around with all the time. Recorded all sorts of things, airplanes going by, the washing machine...my parents arguing or just talking in general. Then he'd be able to slow down or speed up the recordings. I remember being little and playing around with the recorder with Steve. We'd have my mom's voice on there...our favorite would be her signature calling of my dad from across the house..."FRRRrraaannnk!" Then we'd speed it up, slow it down and die laughing. Well we did that again last night with my phone. You had to have been there, but it was so funny my stomach hurts today. I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe! I know the conversation my mom and I were having was about wedding plans. And it was only about 15 seconds of it...

"...we can tell them, and things like that."

"But take your time, it's no sweat..."

"OKAAY" (echo)

"I'm sorry fer..."

"But you called me."

"No, I called you...I called you..." (laugh)

"Have a...have a...." (beepbeep signals end of recording)

I know, typical conversation. Not too funny when it's played back normal speed. But slow it down two times and it totally sounds like she's drunk!!! And the, "No, I called yewww..." and the laugh she does afterwards...all digitally slow and shit! We played it over and over! It was great! I can't wait to play it for Ron. Over and over and over. HAHAHA! OH and I just gotta embarrass the shit outta my mom and play it for her!

Man, break's over... End of nastalgia...

Have a nice day!

Shit, have I mentioned how much I LOVE this scanner? I need one for home, man. Now I can be RUDE to the whole world! Yep, you betcher ass this is on my stupid myspace page! Don't ask why... Just the mood I'm in today.

Mmm-hmm, sometimes I feel like I'm lying in the street bleeding and everyone is standing around staring and not helping.

Uh-oh...someone needs an attitude adjustment. Again. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!! I'm not taking my meds. Heeeeeeeeeeeee...

I'm goin' koo koo! WOO WOO!

Just kidding. I'm fine. Actually, I am getting off the meds. I'm trying again and it's working this time. I'm not going out of my mind...the withdrawal isn't bad at all. Hmm, I guess I could say this picture is for the all pharmaceutical companies who are putting everyone on medication. FUCK YOU! I don't need medication to be happy! I need to get back to work. Almost all caught up, just had to take a break to write something pointless.

Flippin'

Eeeeeeeeeeeeek!! Lotsa crap going on right now. Busy busy. Still haven't caught up at work. At least I'm not feeling sick anymore. I felt so much better last Thursday that I over-extended myself after work that evening. Thought I'd get all the things done that I hadn' earlier in the week. Then I was busy as hell at work on Friday and by THAT evening I had completely exhausted myself. I was supposed to go out with the two girls Cathy and I just couldn't. Had to rest and get ready to go on a little get away weekend with Ron.

Uh-huh...

We made it out of town at last! Went to old town San Diego for a little romantic getaway. It was just what we needed and we enjoyed it thoroughly. We ate lotsa Mexican food and drank lotsa margaritas! Had dinner at a cute little place called "La Pinata" on Saturday night and had ourselves some of the best tostadas carnitas ever! And the peach margaritas were soooo very delicious! We got to indulge (but not toooooo much, we've been being VERY good...BOTH of us*pat onna back*) 'cause we were spending the night at a little cozy place that was right across the street from the restaurant and shopping area in old town. It was what I'd been wanting to do with Ron all damn summer... Have a nice, relaxing getaway. Now that it's done, we have to concentrate on wedding planning 'cause it's gonna be here before we know it. It's almost the anniversary of our engagement!

Speaking of anniversaries, at this time last year I was in CHINA! It's been a year already... What a trip that was... In more ways than one! If you wanna see all the awesome pics, go check out my posts from the end of last October/beginning of November. It's still so weird to see the Great Wall on t.v. or in pictures and be like, "I've been there!" But I still haven't made it to Hawii. Shit, go figure!

That's all I have time for right now. Gotta do some more work. Must catch up before my boss leaves again! AAACCKCKCKCKCKKK!!!!

Oh yes...one more thing...go check out J a ck @ss 2. Well, if you like completely disgusting, boyish, rediculous toilet humor that is. We loved it. I know...tells ya what kinda people WE are. HAH! Later...