Breaking this story… This is a cell phone pic taken by my buddy Bailly from the Smith’s parking lot forty minutes ago. Low resolution, but you can see how big that fireball is. He was trying to take a picture of the flames, and happened to get some Beirut footage. Take that Chronicle.

Enjoy this snapshot of my Chevy’s rear view mirror. This is just plain ridiculous. This SS saw 114 degrees in the South Dakota badlands last June on the way back from Greg’s Omaha wedding. That makes for a 129 degree operating range at least. Impressive…like Grif’s package.

I finally was able to pull this picture out of Kyle’s phone… Bob and I sporting our weird beards last weekend. Bob is obese according to the Bozeman Daily Chronicle, FYI.

Mom took a chance in letting me watch SNL as a pup. This surely aired well before I was watching the show post mass, but nonetheless has been in my head for a decade and a half. well well well…hot tub hot hot so hot in the hot tub hot tub hot say hot…rub a dub in the hot tub

Saddam’s hung… …get it?

Either I am brain-dead from the long weekend or this clip is insane. I see a similarity between the Beach Blanket Bingo and Glen Quagmire’s Hic-A-Doo-La.

You know what? I refuse to toe a line regarding this whole situation yet. I am, however, already quite tired of hearing “I bet we will see a video of the bastard hang” from a bunch of rubes. Here y’all go

Found this one cited on my Lost forum…say what you will Sidney versus SydneyIt turns out spelling may or may not cost you 6000 euro