Here you go. Another stupid-assed kid clip. Pay special attention to his stocky dance move approximately 1/3 of the way through the clip. It is a crotch thrust of some sort, followed by a brief “oh shit what now” pause, finished with some lovely twirls. Enjoy.

I can’t imagine that they caught you by surprise with this bad boy. The picture looks to be less than spontaneous.

Bouncer Bob…a.k.a. Larry Bird

Swanny from the Block…a.k.a Justin Justache

It is March. Happy March. Coming off our first month of declining numbers, bouncerblog.com is still going strong. Though Hatshop (I am working with hospitalpantshop or perhaps bluepaperpantshop) Tony is banged up, and Grif is second-guessing our mustache tradition, I am keeping it gangsta.

I purchased a new Rocawear backpack to trizzansfer my bizzoks and lizzaptizzop computahh. Moreover, I will be basking in the Jamaican sun in no time. With board shorts on. Anyway, I know some of our regulars have sweet trips planned…keep us in mind. Drew, I will wire you some cash to go back to the Shaft. We love content. And drunk Tony.

This may be my favorite picture we have pulled out of the bar to date. Tony tardin’ out and Grif with a standard bouncer pose in the background.

Say hello to Champ!

Whereas Monte, the University of Montana mascot, appears in the Sports Center headquarters from time to time, MSU’s mascot Champ! has recently had a makeover to look more like Freemo.

Watch out Big Sky Conference…its Champ! Apparently Champ! is into bouncerblog.com, as he is prepared for March Moustache Madness. Good looking out.

…not quite celebrity status. Meet Biba Golic. The Anna Kournikova of table tennis. Definately bouncerblog.com material.

Perhaps she would be willing to breech her killerspin contract and start playing for shots of Beam and mullet stories.

I knocked out my taxes at the Pub Hippo this year. Did you?

For those in the dark, the Hippo is home to the 22 oz Kiboko…cheap beer in a funny looking pimp cup. I prefer my Pub Pilsner, which I suppose to be Busch Light, with a healthy dose of Clamato. I love Wi-Fi.

So, I have been curious about a bumper sticker I happened to see (on a Geo) a few days ago. Green lettering on a white background: “Oh no, not another learning experience.” Am I missing something? I understand what a learning experience is, and I suppose I could see why that would be somewhat dreadful…but sereously. What is going on here? I am just curious who thought that insightful or funny enough to broadcast to other motorists. Maybe I need to brush up on my adages, but I am stuck wondering who would be rifling through bumper stickers, find that dandy, and decide that it would look nice on the ass end of his/her hatchback. Any feedback would be appreciated.

I bet your average CET student could tell you that a cubic yard of crushed rock weighs roughly a ton.

Well there are approximately fifteen yards of the junk right there.

I think that is about 30,000 pounds Dave and I spread by hand. Studying remedial math would beat the hell out of this type of work.

I am sure a few of our more faithful readers (yeah, that is you John Bach…stop buying Grif and I shots of Beam) will remember this gem from a few months back.

Two Ford Fiestas in the McDonald’s parking lot. I was wondering what the odds of that occuring were exactly…pretty funny stuff. Well, I can say with some confidence that this is less probable.

When I saw the blue Pontiac Trans Sport SE at our construction job site I got a good laugh. When the second Pontiac Trans Sport SE swung on in my reaction was more along the lines of “are you fucking kidding me.” Keep in mind that contractors and construction people in general usually tend to drive trucks, and that these two dudes have their goofy looking vans pulled into the lot with authority. Get real.