
Archive: January, 2006
that was so bad, I won’t post the name here. However, this picture was captioned “smelling the bunghole”. Google it, if you really need to see it.
Just when you thought you’ve seen it all - these guys are worse than Welsh farmers!!!

From the “I Couldn’t Make This Shit Up If I Tried” department:
PORN REVIEWERS WANTED
(see
craigslist ad)
I especially like the line about coming into Manhattan for the occasional staff meeting. “Note to self : don’t shake hands with fellow reviewers.”
The start of the year is traditionally considered a time of change, though not always for the better. Legal counsel has informed me that the term “new year’s resolutions” is too strong and could be misconstrued. Instead, I’ll just call these, “Bait’s Hopes and aspirations for 2006.”
- That it end quickly, to bring 2008 that much closer
- finally get around to starting that rogue nation in my backyard
- finish up the editing on the B’n'S movies and get them out the door. You kind folks have waited long enough.
- smack a spammer, at least once a day
- keep my taxes in order — you know, so’s I don’t end up like those Studio 54 dudes
- give the non-shaver chicks a chance. (Please note that half-shavers don’t count.) -but if she’s gotten too creative I may have to reconsider.
- enjoy what’s left of the time dedicated to my favourite chinese zodiac symbol
- uphold my promise to steer clear of the south
- spend more time getting pissed in foreign lands