Can't Get Enough Stupid

It’s Friiiiiiiiiday, Bitches so let’s rip it up!!

Okay, let’s just see if I can successfully put up a post with spacing and what not.

Blogger has been giving me fits of late so if I can put this up without too much hassle, I will be a happy man.

Jayman and I talked all about sandwiches last night on I’m With Stupid and it was to say, at the least…interesting.

We had some sexy people call in and talk bread and meat with us.

An affable dude named Mark called in and he and I expressed our love for baloney. The uber lovely Desert Rat called and desperately tried to restore order to the show, and…

The buxom babe Cracker, spent the night with us on the phone and talked about how much she enjoys a good, rusty sandwich.

If you missed the show, you can relive all the hot sandwich action by utilizing this handy dandy BTR player:

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And now, guess what kidz!?

Jay and I are doing it all over again tomorrow. That’s right!!
By popular demand we will be doing another show tomorrow at Noon. Yep, Saturday with I’m With Stupid. Is that huge or what?

Tomorrow, get your pine tar out and stroke your bats because we will be talking baseball, in undoubtedly a perverse and sexual way.

I hope you can join us for some early Saturday fun as we round third and head for home.

I am off to hang with my kid this morning, so I shall see you all later today, and I hope to see you tomorrow on the radio.

Until then, and as always…

Cheers!!

Clean Digs and Dirty Sex

It’s Friiiiiiiiday Chuckleheads and Schmoop took the day off thus I will be engaged in various and sundry sexual activities so let’s make this short and sweet, just like my wee wee.

I picked Schmoop up from work yesterday and on the way home I thought a ginormous bug hit the windshield…

Let me tell you, it was no bug. It was…

Jesus!!


Yep, we drove all the way home with my buddy Jesus looking straight into my eyes as he was pressed against the windshield.

While it was a bit of an impairment to my field of vision, never have I felt so safe while driving amongst the retards here in Bagwine, Ohio.

Praise Jeebus!!

Last night Jayman and I put another award winning installment of I’m With Stupid in the can as we and our vast audience discussed sex in public places.

The sex show lasted 45 minutes but seemed like a mere two minutes long, which is appropriate as that is in indirect proportion to my own personal sexcapades.

Anyhoo it was fun, and you can listen to the show by utilizing this handy dandy BTR player:

I hope you give it a listen as it will help to keep I’m With Stupid near the top of the ratings, as it should be.

Also, if you listen, you’ll get to hear this uber-hot babe call in and talk about her wacky paramoural activities…

Gotta love The Rat, she’s allllll that!!

I must get up and clean the digs and then get down and dirty with Schmoop.

Happy Friday, Bitches, and as always…

Cheers!!

Hi Kidz!!

Happy Friiiiday Bitches!!

A short and to the point post, for I have a brother who is more than a bit under the weather on this rainy day in Bagwine.

If you have a moment and believe in whatever, send out some good thoughts to my brother John.

Last night’s I’m With Stupid show was not our best because I had to run things due to Jayman getting screwed by Google and BTR, but it was in a way, epic!!

And…it wasn’t really a show about Charlie Sheen, it was a surprise Birthday party for Jayman.

We had a hot crew in the chat room, and callers out the wazzoo. Dana and Weirdo King just to name a few.

The uber-hot Agent Rat called in to sing Happy Birthday to Jay, but when she sang, it was a present to all. Rowwrrrrrrrrr.

The crowning jewel in the um…crown of callers was none other than Jaymom. That’s right Jay’s mom called in and immediately her AARP card was revoked and her Social Security taken away.

Those Evil Bastards!!

Anyhoo…

It was a good time, made more so by the fact that our intern, Little Jimmy Stewart got a temporary prison release and showed up with a bottle of vodka. Oy Vay!!

If you want to hear the show you can listen here:

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Also, our whorish reporter Kim Fragile chimed in with a live report on what she wanted to do with Jay for his birthday:



(click on twaud.io if the play button doesn’t work)

Oh yeah , bitches, like I said, it was epic.

Have a great Friday, and as always…

Cheers!!

Happy Friday and Color Me Happy!!

It’s Friiiiiiiday, Chuckleheads and I have a slight hangover, but pressing on, for I have things to do today.

This shall be a brief post, however, every time I say that, it never is…oh well.

Jayman and I put on one helluva good trash Valentine's Day show on I’m With Stupid last night. Okay, it was pretty good, maybe not great, but well…yeah, it was pretty damn good.

If you missed it, you can listen to it by listening on the handy dandy BTR radio thingy:



I and I’m sure Jayman as well would like to thank Dana for calling in at the onset in case we had no callers.

Dana was this week’s hired hand to provide an opposite view to our caustic outlook on life. Her check is already in the mail, however, I forgot to sign it, so it’s worthless.

I guess Dana, can consider the unsigned check, a teachable moment.

On the downside, something happened prior and during the show that is very unfortunate.

I’m With Stupid’s intern, Little Jimmy Stewart, needs to be reprimanded if not fired for violating company policy.

He forgot that it is an intern’s job to keep the co-host (in this case me) sober during the show. Knocking on my studio door and showing up with a bottle of Captain Morgan minutes before the show is not conducive to that.

While I appreciate, his professionalism in keeping my glass full during the show, I think at the very least, a slap on the wrist is in order.

Anyhoo…give the show a listen.

It’s only 30 minutes or so long, and yes, I know, those are 30 minutes of your life you’ll never get back, but seriously what else we‘re you going to do? Uh-huh, thought so.

Other than that, I want to thank my smokin’ hot friend Rat for the incredibly nice B-Day card she sent me.

Only through the hard work and dedication of the United States Postal Service did it take a mere 11 days to get here.

When it did get here yesterday, I rubbed it all over my crotch. And…It felt good. Seriously though, thanks Rat; it was sweet as always.

Lastly…

I have dug a certain reader for a lonnnnng time, but lately, and I don’t know why, I have her on my mind…

Okay, maybe that’s why…Ahhhhh…is that a good picture to start the weekend off with, or what?

Have a great weekend all, and as always…

Cheers!!

A Box Full of Kindness

Look at this…

It appears to be merely a box full of stuff. But really, it’s much more than that.

It’s actually a box full of thoughtfulness. A box full of kindness…indeed, a box full of love.

And? It was sent to Schmoop and I from the same general area where the serial shooting took place this past weekend.

While I know this all may sound full of hyperbole, this box sent from the Phoenix/Tucson area represents not simply the full on generosity directed at Schmoop and me…

It should serve as a reminder and symbol to all of us, that there is still more kindness in this world than crazy.

Certainly, the crazy and hate-filled jerks like Jared Loughner often grab the headlines by stealing the lives of others.

On TV, blowhards like Keith Olbermann and Glenn Beck distort an otherwise clear screen.

The likes of Sarah Palin, Michele Bachmann, and Alan Grayson make a mockery of the political lineage of Jefferson, Jackson, and Lincoln.

People of that ilk and the millions of others like them, are hateful, obnoxious, and in the extreme case…deadly.

Sometimes it seems as though that people like that are the norm in this world, but they are not. They’re just louder.

The vast majority of people in the world are good. They are the quiet kind that make up the vast majority of our planet.

And the quiet kind far outnumber the loud, hate-filled crazies that populate this world.

My buddy Desert Rat, the propagator of the aforementioned gift, is one of the many kind-hearted people in this world, and while there is only one Desert Rat, there are many others out there like her.

Ha…In fact, when Schmoop and I were unwrapping the contents (yes, she took the time to wrap some of the things), Schmoop said, “It’s like Christmas in January.”

Schmoop was right, but more so…If you know a person like Rat, and we all do, it’s Christmas every day of the year.

I know…as I stated earlier, this post is a bit of hyperbole, but the events in Arizona last weekend and the corresponding origins of the gift gave me a reason to pause and think.

Just keep in mind folks, as the lovely Desert Rat, has reminded me, so let her actions remind you as well…

The quiet kind of the world far outnumber the loud, the crazy, and the lethal.

And one other thing…In spite of the following picture:

Desert Rat is NOT retarded.

Thanks my friend and to you all…

Cheers!!

The 4th of July Weekend: Let's Kick It, America!!

I received an e-mail the other day requesting a 4th of July themed nugget of history that I once wrote.

Said person, in part, wrote to me:

I have never forgotten that history thing you wrote about Patrick Henry when he was a kid and the end of the American Revolution. It just struck me funny and I was swallowing some coffee at the time, and it came out my nose.

It hurt you bastard!!

So in order to make amends to her, I shall repost it at her request…

In 1748, Patrick Henry was only 12 years old when he uttered a phrase that foreshadowed something similar he would eloquently bellow some 27 years later.

At the time, Henry was slight, had a high pitched voice, and unlike his young friends at the time, had not developed any male sex characteristics.

His friends teased him mercilessly about this.

One day, after a particularly severe razzing from his colonial buddies, young Patrick stretched his arms toward the heavens, and through tear filled eyes screamed in his girly voice:

“Give me puberty, or give me death!!”

Ha…Kinda funny but not sure it is coffee out the nose material. What follows is the second item she mentioned…

The successful conclusion to the American Revolution came when General George Patton defeated Che Guevara at the Battle of Hastings forcing the Persian army to surrender.

Upon Guevara’s surrender to Patton’s forces, Frederick the Great was compelled to recognize our nation’s independence from the government of Madagascar by signing the Treaty of Honolulu.

Signing on behalf of the fledgling United States of America was of course our founding father and future President, William McKinley.

Sadly, McKinley would be assassinated some 120 years later by Lynette “Squeaky” Fromme.

Now see? I find that one funny because I am a history nut, and because I am of course, a moron.

While I was searching my site for these nuggets of knowledge, I came across something that is timely, and it made me smile.

Ladies and Gentlemen…Singing the Star Spangled Banner, my friend, the incredibly kind and uber-lovely, Desert Rat:

Man, that is so nice. Here’s to ya Rat!!

I am hanging out with Ryno today, so in case I don’t “see” ya before the 4th of July, I say unto thee…

Have a wild, wacky, and most importantly, safe 4th of July.

Happy 234th Birthday America!!

Cheers!!

Women Suck!!

I hate to get all pissy with a group of people that I love , but…

What is with you women? Holy Cow!!

Schmoop has always told me that women are more catty than men, but I didn’t want to believe it.

Oh sure, men will stand around and make fun of other guys, but not to the level of you chicks. Holy Shit!!

Schmoop is right, and she has always, since the day I met her, said, “ Women are cunts.” I agree in a way, and allow to me to ‘splain.

What is it with you chicks?

There are like, uh, a billion cocks out there…go get one. Oh…

You want the one Sally is using…or Molly…or Nikki?

Oy Vey, Bitches…and this time, I…mean…Bitches!!

I have never seen a gaggle of people more nit-picky, judgmental, and “do as I say, not as I do” people in my life.

Don’t get me wrong…

I love you women, and you have never done anything wrong to me, except take my house and ask for more, but as much as you have always been my best friends…

Ya suck…to each other.

Hell’s fire…I complain how popular mommy blogs are, but half the comments I read on those blogs are from chicks saying that Mommy Blogger ain’t doin’ it right.

A chick I went to High School with wanted an opinion on shaving her hoo-ha and some comments revolved around her needing to do something else.

Hell, she was just asking if it was yea or nay on the hoo-ha shaving.

Why, in general do some women internalize? Why do they think its all about them? Why do they want the best of both worlds?

And by that I mean, I want to be treated just like a guy, but as a woman at the same time? What? Oh Hell, you know what I mean....

Speaking of women…Boy Howdy, Here’s One.

Here’s my friend Desert Rat modeling a Bagwine T-Shirt!!

She’s gorgeous, however, you may say,

She’s exploiting herself…To which I say, “She’s a fucking scientist and has a mind of her own; there’s no exploitation. Dumb Ass.”

Have a wonderful Thursday, and thanks for the picture, my friend. You…are…HAWT!!

Cheers!!

With This Blog I Thee Wed...And Most Likely Divorce Later

Last week something silly yet amusing happened in the blogsophere and in the Twitterhood.

Several folks…Mrs. D, Mandy, and Jay each wrote posts involving celebrities that they would enjoying having as their next husband or wife.

Bagwine buddy, Doc chimed in on Twitter that he should do a similar thing involving “real people”, i.e. people he interacts with on his blog and through Twitter.

After he had the idea, he chickened out. However, after much coercion berating encouragement from Mrs. D and myself, Doc acquiesced and posted a list on Twitter.

He named 10 chicks who would make a great hypothetical second wife.

Of course, I told him that he named 10 so no chicks would be left off, get mad, and kick his ass. But I digress, sorta, and well, anyhoo…

I said what the hell…I’ll limit myself to a mere five bloggers with whom I get all randy and post it today. True to my word, I am doing it now.

I took into consideration, many aspects such as the length of time I have known certain bloggers. Do they make me hot in some way, and plain and simple of course do I like them?

To wit, heretofore, and in no particular order is my list: Matt-Man’s Top Five Picks To Be His Future Ex-Wife…


Mystery Chick: Chick began stopping by about a year ago. Her avatar that she used was a picture of herself wearing glasses. Chicks in glasses make me hot. I don’t know what it is.

MC is amusing, but more than that, she strikes me as sweet and somewhat vulnerable in a “God Damn!! Could Someone Please Allow Me To Unleash My Pent-Up Passion On Them?” kinda way.

On top of that, she has described some great shit she has cooked.

Who wouldn’t want a sweet, kind whore in the bedroom and a chef in the kitchen? When she cooked, I would quickly volunteer to toss her salad.

Dianne: Oh my kindred, sassy, even further left of me politically, Brooklyn accent, Joisey girl. I love her to death and would enjoy being her sex knish.

Di never fails to make me laugh, and I enjoy debating and listening to her talk politics, but it all goes back to the things she says that turn me on.

Di called Schmoop and I Christmas Day. Her son happened to be near her and Schmoop told Di that she thought he was hot. So…

Dianne told her son to take the phone and tell Schmoop, Hi.

He asked her who Schmoop was and Di replied, “She’s the girlfriend of the man your mom wants to have sex with.”

How the hell can you not fall in love with a woman like that? I dig her so.

Desert Rat: Oh my, my Rat. I have talked to her for some time now as well. I love me some Rat. I have plenty of friends I have met over this new fangled blogging thing but none any sweeter than her.

Her heart is completely and utterly well intentioned and she's there whenever one needs a kind word, or thought.

She’s also a scientist which is hot, ‘cause it means she is smart and she is cute, so I guess that means she is a High IQ-utie!!

I would love to say when asked what my wife does, “She’s a scientist, is your wife still pole dancing?”

Another good thing about scientists…They’re into experimentation. Yeah baby, yeah!!

Dana: Dana and I have been interacting for years now and well, what can I say? Never a harsh word or disagreement has befallen us. We’re completely like-minded. Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!!

Hell, there’s been times that hate and never speaking to one and other was not out of the question.

And yet? We time and time again, overcome that crap and still remain friends who can discuss things on a personal level.

On top of that she has nice tits. I like tits. I wish I had tits. But seriously, as it has been said, “When two people agree on everything, one of them is unnecessary.”

That isn’t the case between Dana and I, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Lastly, but not least, um…leastly?

Marilyn: I was checking things out. Marilyn has been commenting here longer than any regular commenter that graces the pages of Bagwine, and I have always dug her.

Marilyn has a science degree too. What is with me and science geeks? Anyhoo, she makes signs (denoted by the ad on my left sidebar.) I find that incongruent on the surface, but…

It does take detail, and she shows her detail and sense of subtlety and nuance as well when she writes her One Word Impressions.

They are great, and I have a deep affection for anyone who can artfully paint with the written word.

I find subtlety in another area as well. She oft times seems frazzled, but I see a quiet strength in her, and her wit is as fucking funny and as dry as they come. Her humor is arid times ten.

And there you have it…My Top Five Future Ex-Wives.

I apologize for the length of this post, but in all seriousness, it could have been longer because I barely scratched the surface of what I think about these adorable people.

Have a Happy Hump day all, and as always…

Cheers!!

I Love My Rat

I’m gonna continue my feminine, all about Valentine’s love side today.

Yeah well Mick, you can suck it…I can’t help it.

I got a birthday card today and guess what? It contained a 15 dollar Micky D’s gift card inside.

I just can’t help myself but this is what Valentine’s Day is all about.

This uber-lovely chick sent me a gift card card (and it ain't the first time) and on top of that, she sent her joy. I smile every time I see her face pop up on my site or Facebook.

There are some folks who make you hot, some that make you say “Hey”, and some that make you say, “damn she’s cool.”

Rat is all of that wrapped into one, and I love her.

Desert Rat, you are the best. I wish you lived closer, and didn’t have an IQ higher than mine.

In spite of that, I think you are aces. Yeah, I said “aces” folks…it’s a phrase…or it used to be.

Here’s to Rat…and here’s to friends everywhere. Valentine’s Day is after all, also for those that you love and who aren’t your wife, girlfriend, husband, or mistress….or whatever.

Working 11-9 today…wish me luck…maybe I’ll make some magic happen.

Cheers!!

Sunday Morning Church Disservice: Drink Up Bitches, It's a Celebration

It's gonna be a partly cloudy Sabbath in Bagwine, Ohio today.

Today is not only Super Bowl Sunday, it's my birthday...and Chris Rock's as well. I dig Chris Rock. Anyhoo...

Since it is my birthday, I want to have sex. Yeah, I'm up front like that. Alas, my BFF/OSP is ragging. Oh shuddup...She is. Her basement is flooding. Nothing we can do about that, except show her picture again...

Mmmmmmmm. Schmoop. If only you weren't setting forth in motion the things that Eve did. Oy.

Anyway..since Schmoop is in "the way", I thought I'd post pictures of some Bagwine readers that I'd like to hose...Keep in mind, because I'm a good egg, I hid their identities...

This ghostly chick makes my skin crawl, and not in a bad way. I dig chicks with glasses.


This woman? Shuddup. What's not to like? I mean other than she has kids.


I dig this woman alot...even if she is retarded...

I like boobs...but it has nothing to do with this photo. I like this woman for her choice in apparel. No, really.

What the hell is this shit, Matt-Man, you ask? I'll tell you what. A fricking nice ass, that's what. Pass me the Creamy Cucumber, I'm tossin' salad.

Lastly, we have this sweet thing. I couldn't hide the identity of this piece of meat. I love him too much to guise my feelings.

I love you Mick...be my Birthday Boy...please?

Have a wunnerful Super Bowl Sunday All...I have to work, but will be off by 7, so I will catch most of the game.

I know...you were concerned about that.

Cheers!!

P.S. Pizza Bill is making a pizza for me for my birthday. As much as I make fun of him, it's all in jest. Bill is a-okay...when he's not stealing from the drawer. Thanks Bill, alot...and I mean that.

John Edwards, Rielle Hunter, and Baby: A Cry for HuMANity

On Thursday, I discussed the affair and subsequent fall out over the affair that Rick Pitino had with Karen Sypher.

In that particular dissertation, I also mentioned the recent affairs of Sen. John Ensign and Gov. Mark Sanford. And now…

Former Senator John Edwards is back in the news. It is being reported that he will soon admit to being the Baby Daddy of Rielle Hunter’s child.

Mizz Hunter is of course the woman that Edwards was dorking in the one of two Americas in which his wife Elizabeth, was not living.

I thought I was done talking about all of these affairs. I was merely trying to find a few jokes in all of this un-matrimonial madness. But I tell ya, I don’t find it funny any longer. I find it very disturbing and it makes me sick to my stomach.

How could the four aforementioned men of stature, power, and financial security do this? I mean for God’s sake…The chicks with whom they cheated on their spouses are butt ass ugly.

Here’s a picture of Pitino’s former “hot” babe, Karen Sypher…


WTF? I know they had sex at a fancy restaurant, but did he initially meet her while looking for a cost effective foot fungicide at Wal*Mart?

Sen. Ensign’s babe, Cindy Hampton…

A definite step up from that Karen Sypher chick, but c’mon Mr. Ensign…You are a United States Senator. I’m sure you can cheat on your wife with someone better than Mr. Ed’s long lost daughter. Maybe there’s some kind of bestiality thing going on with ya.

Mark Sanford traveled clear to Argentina to dip his wick in Maria Belen-Chapur…Why?

Holy Cow. This chick looks like Sophia Loren will look like if she lives to be 120. And this Southern Hemisphere harlot is only 44 or so.

And now…John Edwards and his birthing beauty, Rielle Hunter…

What the hell? That’s the lady that Edwards found so hot and desirable that he would risk his marriage, family and millions of dollars for?

She looks like she just came off a three day meth binge. Johnny Boy, Johnny Boy…If you’re going to do this again, please go to the drugstore and get some condoms and a bottle of Focus Factor first. Jeez.

I don’t get at all what these major dudes saw in these chicks. Hell, if they had a taste for truly hot babes instead of the hit upside the head with an ugly stick chicks they cheated with, they could have just come to my site.

Take for instance this leather chapped, hot, motorcycle ridin' mama...Yes indeed boys, allow me to introduce you to Kat. Perhaps, Ensign and Sanford would really dig her. She is a bit of a Conservative ya know. Purrrrrrrrrrr.

Of course there is the resident Bagwine beauty, Schmoop. Hummina Hummina. Hey Pitino, you wouldn't have to work your way through three layers of foundation and an oil slick of lipstick to get to the real thing with her.

Yo Edwards...here is our Bagwine scientist, Desert Rat. In spite of her appearance in this picture, she is NOT retarded. Brains, beauty, and well coiffed hair, just like you. Of course, she might be a little too good looking for your, um..."taste" in women.

Oh yeah, why trek across the country and the world when we have plenty of beauty right here on the pages of Bagwine Ruminations? I don't think you would get anywhere with these babes, but it gives you something to shoot for.

Now dammit boys...You've already let your wives and families down, so here's my advice to you...

If you are, in the future, going to put your dignity and Johnson on the line, at least do it with a chick who is hot like all of the babes who stop by Bagwine.

You are giving the American heterosexual man a bad name.

Cheers!!

Adams, Jefferson, Franklin, and...Palin?

Happy Independence Day, Bitches!!

Today, many Americans will celebrate our country’s founding by throwing burgers and dawgs on the grill, swilling beer, and setting off fireworks.

Gov. Sarah Palin will celebrate the 4th of July by counting down the days until July 26th when she asserts her personal independence and walks away from her duties as Governor of Alaska.

That’s right…She announced at a hastily called press conference yesterday that she will resign from office effective July 26th.

Hee Hee. I’m pretty broken up about it. I am even more perplexed, because she really didn’t give any concrete reasons for her decisions.

She mentioned that people were attacking her son, Trig, and that a good point guard in basketball passes the ball so the team can win. WTF?

I think there is something more to her leaving office after 2 ½ years than what lies within the convoluted statement that she gave.

Does she really think she can better serve herself by quitting her job and start running now for President in 2012?

Does she think people will take a less than bright chick who served as Governor of Alaska for less than three years seriously?

My guess is that someone has offered her a lucrative job as some type of TV talk show host or something media related. If that comes to fruition, you heard it here first.

Anyhoo, enough about Gov. Dimbulb. It’s a day of celebration, and the Schmoop and I are going to be partying down at a soiree thrown by my brother, Marte’ and his lovely wife.

It has all the makings of a rollicking good Independencepalooza…Kegs O’ Beer, Brats, Burgers, and dozens of good natured, independence loving Americans.

God help my brother’s neighbors…I’ll take pictures o’ plenty of the patriotic partiers and the carnage that will be generated.

Since it is our nation’s birthday today, I thought I’d put up a relevant You Tube video.

I give you the sexiest scientist in all of these Untied States singing our country’s National Anthem.

Ladies and Gentlemen, the uber lovely and witty, Desert Rat. Enjoy.

Have a safe and fun-filled 4th of July everyone.

Cheers!!

It's Me, It's Me...It's Dickie-V!!

The last few days here at Bagwine Ruminations have been exciting.

I want to thank you all for participating in the fun.

But I think today is a good day to unwind and enjoy some relaxing Saturday fun.

Those of you who follow NCAA Basketball know of the fun, high-octane, if taken in large doses quite annoying broadcast personality that is Dick Vitale.

Or as he is called, Dickie-V.

Yesterday, after my 13 year old son devoured the lunch that I brought him in roughly 8.74 seconds, Ryno and I went outside.

It was there, that he did his Dick Vitale impersonation for the camera. Enjoy…

To this day, I have no idea where my son got his, ham for the camera, wacky personality. It boggles my mind. ; )

Another piece of Saturday humor has once again been provided by Another Desert Rat.

I had asked folks to come up with Matt-Man for President T-Shirt ideas.

When I got home last night, I found this Inky and Lola inspired design by Rat in my mailbox…

I want to thank her for taking the time to do this, and to let her know, that I think it is hip as Hell. Thanks Rat; it was brilliant!!

With that being said, I am off to go see Ryno for a few, and then back here for some Saturday afternoon and evening debauching.

Have a great weekend, all. See you tomorrow for the Sunday Morning Church Disservice and the C.O.W.

Cheers!!

Sunday Morning Church Disservice: I Really Do Deserve Salvation

It’s a beautiful Sunday in Bagwine, Ohio in spite of the fact that I have to work all day.

It is a bit of a bummer, however…

I ruined yesterday for some one that I love. Oh, I am sure I know how, (sorta) but the reasons still perplex me. It doesn’t seem justified.

I want to apologize, but I find myself at a loss. Anyway, to that person, I am unhappy that you are angry, but knowing you and what we have been through…I say the following…

Unable to find a reason to apologize…I will say this to you…

I love you. I am sorry. But from this day forward; Hold yourself up to the same elusive standard that you have placed upon me.

Amen, and Amen…

Now that I have that out of my system…The Bagwine Ruminations Comment of the Week.

This week the comment is the following:

“Hey, the chick flipping her hair on your sidebar is completely irritating.”

Not all that funny, however quite true if you have seen the ad. But here’s the thing…

Desert Rat, who made the comment, has had a BODY (Mmmm, I said body) of work over time that is always insightful, smart, and humorous.

I like that…a lot.

Smart, funny chicks turn me on. (Do you hear me Dianne!!?)

And so, with that, and because of that, Desert Rat gets the COW…or is that all?

I went to her site yesterday, and saw a video that she did. It is of her singing our National Anthem. For me, it sealed the deal.

Although, she will probably kill me, here it is…please watch the short video…

And when you're done, please go say Hi by clicking HERE....

And now, as promised…here’s my trip to the Drive-Thru. I hope you enjoy, because that is where I’ll be all day.

Cheers!!

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Workin' Thru the Weekend

Well folks, it’s Saturday, and I am not happy.

I have to work 11 A.M. til 9 P.M. today. What a bummer.

And then I work 11-7 tomorrow…Oh the humanity!!

I guess this will prevent me from attending Jenna Bush’s wedding, dammit.

I was so looking forward to watching Dick Cheney do the Chicken Dance, and cussing out the groom.

I am thinking that Jenna probably has a pre-nuptial agreement.

She has learned from her father how ugly things can get when one doesn’t have an exit strategy.

Anyhoo, let’s get to the business at hand…

The Bagwine Ruminations Comment of the Week!!

The comments from BR readers are always smart, funny, and in this case, one that offers an invaluable lifestyle tip.

The comment comes from my Wednesday post which dealt with me attending Women’s Conferences this summer in order to get laid.

Hammer, of When Your Only Tool is a Hammer, provided me with a great piece of societal knowledge that will greatly enhance my experience…

“That's quite a schedule. You do know it's quite acceptable to wear French ticklers inside out.”

Thanks for the tip Hammer and congrats on ropin’ this week’s COW. Go say Hi to The Hammer-Man by clicking HERE.

And Now, a Saturday video bonus.

Another Desert Rat, who was the catalyst for me making the hilarious Old Time God video, sent quite the surprise to me.

She had asked what program I used to make my Blog-Fo-Mercials©. I told her…she had the program…and the rest is You Tube history.

In spite of her subject matter (moi) it is a damn good job for any attempt, let alone her first one.

Ladies and Gents, ADR’s video interpretation of Bagwine Ruminations…

It is so nice when people do things out of the blue and completely unexpectedly. I want to thank Desert Rat for her time and generosity.

Thank Ya Pal!!

If you’d like to visit her, say great job, and then tell her what a shame it is that I will be suing her for copyright infringement, click HERE.

Have a great Saturday all. I’ll see ya…well…someday.

Cheers!!