August 21st, 2008
Dear Spammers,
Thank you so much for taking the time to comment on this site. For those who truley can benifit from the use of Viagra, and a time-share rental in the Caymen Islands, it is a breath of fresh air to hear your thoughts on GDUB13.com. I, however, can produce natural wood and am not interested in sharing a toilet with Stella and Earl Smith from Boca Raton, Florida.
So…stop wasting my time, or yours, and pleasantly fuck off. Thanks again.
Humbley,
Not Your Whore
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June 17th, 2008
Eating healthy doesn’t mean you need to have a vagina. Here is the recipe for my manly meatballs without the heart attack. This recipe makes sure that your ninja gi (uniform) will still fit.
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January 24th, 2008
Here is a piece of a short story written for a contest that gives you a genre/subject and week to write a 2,500 word prose. My genre was horror and subject was breakfast. Wish me luck so that I may move on to round 2!
I open my eyes. A scream claws up my throat into nothingness. It falls into a whisper dripping into the stagnant air. I try to move my limbs but bodies and metal make up my new cage. I look for her but she is gone. My feet buckle under my weight, however, my body is trapped in my surroundings and I’m left standing. I lean to the side in order to make space between the metal fence and the wiggling beings next to me. My voice belches out a plea for some room but it is met with more pushing. Others cry out for help, only to have their requests thrown back at them.
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September 9th, 2007
As a child, my favorite and most memorable trinket in my Grandparents house was this framed certificate which hung on the living room wall that stated: “We now interrupt this marriage for the start of football season”.
My mind couldn’t possibly conceptualize the significance of this statement, sort of like an 8th grade boy with his first pair of breasts. However, what I did know is that this thing called football was something special. It grew inside of me like a bacterium…later spewing out throat rattling screams at a stationary TV screen, heartburning frozen snacks, and endless adult beverage consumption. All of these events are to repeated viscously from 9 am to 9 pm every single Sunday for almost half of the calender year.
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April 6th, 2007
Do you know the sound of perfection? It’s somewhere between absolute silence and a whisper that tickles your ear. Listen carefully or just go to Costa Rica….pics here.
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April 6th, 2007
Here’s my new site, not sure what’s going to come out of it but be careful upon entering my world….
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