Asshole
My TestimonialsMarch 11, 2005
Asshole is my soulmate in sarcasm and general disdain for all things stupid and meaningless. In other words "the anti-pizza."
If you are even in need of the distribution of propaganda, he is the man for the job and I've got his back. You really have not witnessed the artistry of flyer distribution until you have beheld our other dimensional capacity for the matrix continuum. February 2, 2005
asshole is a smart guy, a bit too smart to be wasting his time hanging out with a bunch of silly bellydancers if you ask me. every written word he submits makes me laugh out loud, or at least smile really big. And sabrina is right, he's a good looking guy, and smart, annd funny, hmm........
October 2, 2004
What can I say that you don't already know about this guy, He's the best Asshole I have ever met! He makes me cry with laughter.
He is a very goodlooking fella aswell! when he is nice, his smile will win you over ;) He' my favorite! God forbid I ever get on his Bad side, or grow a really large ass. September 15, 2004
Asshole needs to seriously consider starting a career doing spoken word. Every comment that comes out of his piehole is well thought out and makes me laugh my asshole off.
November 20, 2003
Let me tell you a little something about this guy. He's only an Ass Hole when people are stupid, and trust me, so many of them are (stupid that is)! He is by far one of my top ten favorite people of all time and a great friend. He also helps remind me that I'm not stupid, because he's not an Ass Hole to me :) I absolutely adore this man.
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I'm not ALWAYS an asshole, it really just depends on you...and how distressingly intolerable you are.
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Thu, June 22, 2006 - 9:40 PM
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1) I spend an unnatural amount of time alone (according to the rest of the world). About 80% of my free time is spent by my damn self. It's the only way I can really feel comfortable. 2) I categorize EVERYTHING. My socks, my acquaintences, my ideas, my farts; they've got their own section, label, and place. 3) The sound of pouring liquid drives me absolutly fucking insane! Whether it's live or in a commercial, it doesn't matter. Once I hear it, my skin s... read more 
I had one of the most surreal self-realizations of my life today. I was working at my computer, cranking away on my weekly valuation & verification report, sitting smooth-haired and earring-free in my slacks and nice button-up shirt, when the radio on my desk decided to catch me off guard. Slowly detracting my attention from the screen, I heard..."we're not gonna take it. NO, we ain't gonna take it! WE'RE NOT GONNA TAKE IT, ANYMORE!!!" I fucking LOVE that song! I've ALWAYS loved that so...
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Sat, March 11, 2006 - 10:29 AM
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I can't even imagine how pissed I'd be if this happened to me...
Sat, March 11, 2006 - 10:25 AM
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Saturday, February 18, 2006 camera unlost, but not quite found. I got a call from an excited park ranger in Hawaii that "a nice Canadian couple reported that they found your camera!" She gave me their name and number, and I eagerly called to reclaim my camera. "Hello," I said, when I reached the woman who had reported the camera found, "I got your number from the park ranger, it seems you have my camera?" We disc... read more
...the tough amuse themselves at the expense of others.
Tue, January 24, 2006 - 12:28 AM
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Tonight I went to Costco to buy a Suicide Kings DVD for 5 bucks and a bonus pack of biscuits ('cause hey, sometimes you just need a biscuit...or 32) when some old bag went and rammed me in the ass with her shopping cart! She wasn't paying attention, as most old people can't afford to do these days, and unwittingly turned her cart into a steel rectal torture device. My poor glory hole never saw it coming. Naturally, I expected her t... read more
I was in the laundry room of my apartment complex today folding my laundry, like you do, when I heard a ruckus behind me. One of the washers was violently rocking back and forth. I glanced at it and said to myself, "Hmm, off-balanced load."
Sun, November 20, 2005 - 4:34 PM
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About two minutes later, the washer finished its spin cycle and the owner of its clothing came by to retrieve them. To call this woman "misshapen" would be like saying that shoving baby eels into your ass might cause "mild discomfort." Her gut hung ... read more
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