Turbo goes IN

 
You know damn well that sidewalk was still dirty as hell -- son didn't even give the broom one stroke. *pause*

I got it, I got it, I got wh-who-WHOAAAAAwefjawdfio

Me After Every Meal

Young Mike Getting Ready for Work

Waldo in Paris

Swag Vol. 1

THIS ONE'S FOR YOU MORPH

Dragonzord is the BEST

You know when you hear this...

Shit is about to get REAL, son.

You know you about to get murked hardbody... like in the butt. Might as well roll the end credits to the episode because when you hear this, it's a WRAP.

Hold that.

Play that flute and that Dragonzord boutta emerge from the ocean lookin' all majestic on some, "WHO DARES SUMMON ME? I WILL TOUCH ALL." steez. Robot ready to shoot mad finger missiles at a minion, son.

He just doesn't have finger missiles, he got a mean tail swipe too! Who else you know got a Black and Decker drill bit attached to its tail? Dude got a whole Home Depot in his arsenal -- Dragonzord walked into a Home Depot and said, "Yeah, I'll take all of it."

Come at him.

C'mon.. no other Zord could see Dragonzord on the battlefield. Dude is built like the Lebron of Zords but like 2000 feet tall, 240 tons.

Dragonzord is the BEST.

I got Trebek, Trebekkin'...

Joon, c'mon b...

Man.

Only car I'd really want.

Random Thoughts Vol. 1

My chest feels the pump.

That's because I worked out my chest. That's why I feel the pump.

I also worked out my arms.

My arms feel the pump.

That's weird that to say the same thing I just had to take the 's' off 'feels' and add it to 'arm'.

My dog is crawling under my desk. I always say "HEY NIMO!" then he gets scared. I only do it because its for his own good. I don't want him to chew through any wires. I also don't want him to mess up my computer. If I didn't have this computer, I don't think I'd be able to write on this blog.

I didn't have to say "HEY NIMO!" this time. He's next to the couch now.

I lied. I can update this blog from my netbook. I paid 400 dollars for that netbook -- its a ASUS Eee netbook.

Speaking of netbook, I started taking a pre-workout supplement called Jack3d. Yes, it has a '3' in the name because it is that douchy. It makes me push through my plateaus and really obliterate my muscles.

And yes, I'm aware that that statement did not relate back to the netbook, even though I started that sentence with a precursor that it would relate to said netbook. Whatever.

This is actually kind of enjoyable, just spewing out all these random thoughts that leak out of my head. Probably  through my ears because I keep them clear with Q-Tips (even though I'm not supposed to). Q-Tips are pretty godlike, not going to lie.

One last thought that I had: Filipinos sometimes make spaghetti not with spaghetti sauce, but with banana ketchup. Actual bananas! I don't get it, especially because the banana ketchup is red. I guess ketchup is the dominant gene in that relationship. Anyway, so if I eat said spaghetti... do I also get a serving of fruit at the same time because of the banana ketchup?!

Please advise.

I'm going to hang out on the couch now, good night!

Araab Muzik though...

Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Squats are Kewl

"....Carumba."

Magic Eye Sucks

Remember these books?

Yeah? Well Magic Eye sucks.

Want to make somebody look like a dumbass? Give them Magic Eye I through III. Want to make somebody nauseated? Give them Magic Eye I through III. Want to ruin a child's vision and turn them into Minkus from Boy Meets World? Give them Magic Eye I through III. 

I could never do these as a kid. NEVER. Might as well change the name to 'Cross Eye' because that's what it damn well made me do -- had young ol' Arthur seeing double. I used to spend hours trying to see dolphins, skulls, and flowers amidst the throwup of colors and patterns. Here's what I really saw:

Biggest waste of time. Not even remotely entertaining. You know what's more entertaining? Watching my puppy hump his toy otter. Little man just learned how to do it Nimo style.

Magic Eye, making optometrists millions since 1991.