Updates: Paradise Island @ Belo 08.28.08

Pix from Thursday night @ Belo are posted HERE.

2nd place aka 1st place losers

Here's the story:

The 2007 league champs of the Padres Bowling League decided to team up again for the 2008 season. But a couple of the guys had to move so only two of the original members ("Ted" and "Wildredo") were left to carry the torch. The Money Shooters, as they were aptly named, found two more worthy bowlers("Pritchard" and "Boe") as suitable replacements. The new Money Shooters were ready to roll.

On the first day of the season, some people didn't show up so all the teams of 4 had to be split in 2's. Ted teamed up with Pritchard to become Dominatrix Time and Wilfredo teamed up with Boe to be unnamed for the time being. Dominatrix Time got their named banned from the league so they had to change it to The Ball Droppers. And the unnamed team eventually became The Brooklyn Bowlers, in respect to the legend named the Brooklyn Brawler.

The Ball Droppers dominated the league early with extraordinary magnitude while the Brooklyn Bowlers rode their draft. But after a few lackluster performances, The Brooklyn Bowlers took the outside corner for 1st and never looked back.

Even a score of 318 couldn't knock them off the top spot.

It's crazy how the team that got split into 2 ended taking the 1st and 2nd place spots.

Updates: Belo, Red Circle, and Sin pix

Photos from this past Saturday @ Belo, Red Circle, and Sin are up. Peep them HERE.

Terminology 101: Pregret

Pregret [pree-gret]

-verb
1. The feeling of regretting something you're about to do anyway.

Every Friday night, I pregret that I will go to the club. I know I will stand there like an idiot and won't talk enough game to bring anyone home with me.

all definitions taken from the great site www.UrbanDictionary.com.

Updates: Thin and Visions pix

Photos from Thin and Visions from Friday night have been posted HERE.

Terminology 101: Tony Danza

Tony Danza

1. When you are giving it to a chick from behind, you yell out "Who's the boss?" She'll get confused, turn her head around and she will most likely reply, "you are"... at this moment, you donkey punch her in the face and then scream, "Tony Danza is the boss, bitch, show the man some respect." A few minutes later, you ask her again and when she says, "Tony Danza", you donkey punch her again and ask her why she is thinking about other men while you two are having sex...

2. You are getting head by some chick and you pull it out, and you cock slap her and you say "who's the boss" and they'll most likely say you are, and than you cock slap them again, and say "NO! Tony Danza's the boss!"

3. you're getting head, and you pull it out for a sec, and you cockslap her.

(you) *cocks slaps* "Who's the boss!?"
(girl) *you are"
(you) *cock slaps her again* "NO! Tony Danza is!"

-all definitions are from the great site http://www.urbandictionary.com/

Updates: Golf Pros and Tennis Hoes pix

Photos from the Golf Pros and Tennis Hoes event have been posted HERE

Terminology 101: Donkey Punch

Donkey Punch [dong-kee puhnch]

-noun
-verb (used with object)
1. Whilst participating in either vaginal or anal 'doggy style' intercourse, during the instant before the male ejaculates, the penis is inserted (or kept) in the female's anus, at which point he delivers a swift punch to the back of the female's cranium. This results in the simultaneous contraction of the anal sphincter and various other muscles in the female, thus producing a tremendous sensation for the male. However, for the technique to render successful, the receiving party must be knocked utterly unconscious.

"I was banging this one night and I donkey punched the bitch so hard she passed out!"
"What happened after that?"
"I fell asleep. What else?"
"Hear hear! Bravo!"

2. The Donkey Punch is when your engaged in anal sex and when your about to ejaculate you punch the poor little lady in the back of the head so her anal cavity tightens making the orgasm all that more better (for you ofcourse).

I donkey punched Meredith last night, and It was awesome.

3. A sleazy sex move in which while the guy is taking the girl anally he punches her in the back of the head, making her ass or vagina contract.

Kevin donkey punched me. What a fucking sleazebag!

LERYN FRANCO. *drool*

There is a God! if you are tired of oogling Shawn Jhonson of the US gymnastics team(which by means you should not be anyways, ol-girl is jail bait!) Get an eyeful of this hot mama from paraguay! sadly she ranked number 27 in the Javelin throw, in other words, she sucks. However......WHO THE HELL CARES! SHE IS FINE!

(...insert dirty "pole" jokes here....)

Memoirs of An Alcoholic: Getting Grandma in Bed?!?

This is an old blog but a funny one. so enjoy.
From: Wednesday, June 21, 2006

An eventful night.


"Jeremy" gets beligerent (hilarity ensues)

So "Jeremy" called me up last night to go out with him and his homegirls "Rox" and "Eva". I usually like to do my partying from Thurs-Sat just cause I got work on the weekdays and me going into work drunk isnt fun. It was a tuesday but when Jeremy calls, no matter what I'm doing, or the situation, I am always down because he and I normally don't party together. I specifically asked where we were going that night due to my general disdain for a unnamed bar and grill (hah). But go figure, he says we are going to the afformentioned bar and grill. We cruise over to Rox and Eva's house and start the pre-drinking. Rox pulls out a fresh bottle of Hennessy and we begin to take shots. If anyone knows Jeremy they know that he is a novice drinker. So starting with shots of Hennessy for him was probably not the best idea (foreshadowing). After we kill about 1/3 of the bottle we decide to get on our way.

We make it to the bar and grill and amazingly for a Tuesday night it's pretty wild. There was a super long line to get in but the homegirl Rox has some dope hookups so we simply just walk up to the front of the line. She hugs one of the bouncers and talks with him for a bit and then points out all of us who are in her party. I gotta admit, it was kinda cool walking up to the front of the line and getting in for free. Whilst all the douche bags and ugly girls were waiting in line like a bunch of saps.

We get in and immediatly go to the bar. This is the kind of place that you have to be drunk in order to enjoy yourself. So, to get the party started quicker I order up 4 Long Islands, 2 were for me and the other 2 were for Jeremy. I chug one and decide to take a look around the dance floor for bitches. To my amazement I see a platinum blond white girl with large breasts and a good body dancing alone but with some of her girlfriends. Upon closer examination, I realize that she looks real familiar. Some guy standing next to me says the same thing and adds, "She's a Playboy model." I started to recognize and remember her and realized it was Hugh Hefner's girlfriend, Kendra. Have you ever seen that show about Hugh Hefner and his 3 girlfriends? I think it's on channel 49. Well the only reason I remember this chick is cause she is a San Diego Charger fan and a super hot one at that. So after a few minutes of eye fucking the shit out of her we get more drinks. At this point Jeremy being the novice drinker he is, is stumbling around already. I immediatly realize that he is going to get so shit-faced tonight and that I need to "Lock it up". Rox intorduces us to a few of her friends, whose names I cant seem to recall and we begin dancing. It was weird cause it was Jeremy and myself dancing with 4 girls and the dance floor was somewhat empty. All the douche bag saps stood around on the wall watching us in envy. After that the night went on pretty uneventful sorta like this dancing, bar, dancing, bar, bathroom, dancing, bar.

Here's the cool part of the story. So I come back from a bathroom trip to see Jeremy dancing with the 4 girls while some short black dude trys to get in on the action. I walk up and look at the situation and I basically jump in on the action in front of the short black dude and after almost cock blocking him I realize that its DARREN SPROLES from the San Diego Chargers. HAHAHAHA So I started talking to him and we were just shooting the shit. Pretty cool guy but really short. HAHA I asked him who he was with and he points over to a tall light skinned black dude. I look over and see VINCENT JACKSON dancing with some ugly white chick. Which was wierd cause hes a goddamn professional athelete and can probably pull in better pussy than that. But whatever, we were watching Jeremy freaking 2 chicks to the ground and I remember having a drunken conversation with Darren Sproles it went something like this:

"Roel": Yo, I know who you are man. But I wont tell everyone.

Sproles: Aight, cool.(laughs)

Roel: You gonna dance with some bitches.

Sproles: (points over to Jeremy freaking 2 girls) Yeah thats looking cool.

Roel: Just point out any of the bitches in here and I'll get her for you.

Sproles: Aight man cool (laughs then walks over to some bitches.)

So after that interesting conversation the club is about to close and Jeremy is shit-housed drunk. Apparently, the few times that he and I weren't together he was on a drunken rampage. Taking shots with some girls he knew from way back in high school and drnking way more than his tolerance level could handle. We walk outside and Jeremy can barely walk upright. So I basically have to hold him up as we walk towards the car. There was cops everywhere and he was acting beligerent. So I basically had to walk side by side with him holding him up so he wouldnt a) fall on his face. b) go on a beligerent spree and do something stupid to get arrested. As we walk to the car he sees some people looking at him in his drunken state.

Jeremy says, "FUCK YOU MOTHER FUCKERS! Dont you know who I am? I'm JEREMY FUCKING BLANKS!"

He repeats this to anyone and everyone within the general vicinity of us. At this point I'm coherent but somewhat drunk. and as I look around the parking lot I realize that I can't find the car. For some reason I was looking in the wrong parking lot hahaha. So I am looking around and all of a sudden I think to myself...where the fuck is Jeremy? I look around and I can't see him. So as I frantically look around for his beligerent ass I see someone whos just flat out laying on the ground. Low and behold it's Jeremy. Passed out on the sidewalk next to the parking lot. I rush over and scrape him off of the floor and then BINGO I see Rox's ride.

We went back to Rox's house to get some cup-of-noodles and to kick it for a bit. While rox makes us some cup-o-noodles Jeremy takes this time to make an ass of himself. He says that he has to use the bathroom and then disappears. I look down the hallway and see him walking into Rox's room. I tell Rox that Jeremy is walking into her room probably looking for somewhere to pass out. Normally this wouldnt be a problem but Rox tells me that her grandma was inside there sleeping. I run over to the room to stop Jeremy but to no avail. He had jumped onto the bed and passed out in no time flat. I look around for Rox's grandma and she had just walked out of the bathroom. The look of shock on her face was priceless. Some random guy jumps onto her bed while shes in the bathroom and she walks out and immediatly sees him passed out on the bed. HAHAHAHA I could only imagine what that poor old woman was thinking. After that Jeremy defiled Rox's kitchen sink with his explosion of vomit. Even after I explicitly told him to use the bathroom as his vomit catcher. After that I think Rox had had enough of drunk Jeremy so I took it upon myself to whisk that bastard out of there.

Jeremy was so drunk that I took his keys and brought it upon myself to drive us home. Mainly cause I wanted to drive his car. Let me tell you something he has a phat ride. A convertible two seater benzo. I took that fucker for a fucking joy ride. Just imagine that its 3am and some douche bag is driving with the top down going about 120mph, bumpin some lil jon, with some guy passed out next to him. Thank god there were no cops out. I drive home and usher Jeremy into the extra bed in my house and he immediatly passes out.

I wake up in the morning to the sounds of either a)someone taking a o-ring busting dump or b) someone vomiting the whole contents of their stomach. Needless to say the answer is B. As I write this Jeremy is right behind me passed out. Only waking for his short trip to the bathroom to throw-up and then passing out again.

All in all it was a fun night. Saw hot playboy girl, met short football player and took pictures as my friend was laying on the sidewalk passed out in PB. If you are reading this "Jeremy" yes there are pictures. MUHAHAHAHahahHAHAhAHAhHAhAAAAAaaaA

(Names have been changed to protect the privacy of all those poor saps involved....HAHAHAHAH)

THE END.....MOTHER FUCKERS!!!!!

SPA: Things To Buy part 2

Taken from Gizmodo and Brando


Forget those naff spy pens: This spy camera watch from Brando may actually be a decent spying gizmo. For example... can you see the camera in the photo of it? It's in the whorl of the numeral 2, and the watch is pretty convincing. It only shoots 352 x 288 pixel AVIs, but it does carry 2GB aboard, so that should be good for a whole bunch of sneaky vids, and its rechargeable batteries get juice from a USB connection. Just cover up that USB port with a sticker or plug of some kind so it's less obvious, and spy away. Presumably it also tells the time, but that's curiously not mentioned on Brando's web page. Yours for $236.

Drunken Memoirs: Night of the Running Man

The night of the Running Man
Wednesday, December 13, 2006

It started out as a typical Tuesday. Nothing special going on except the fact finals was over!!! My phone rings and who can it be, its Daniel. He also just finished his finals. We conversate and decide its time to party. Direct quote from Daniel "Lets go out tonight, I need some alcohol in my system!" Me too. He tells me that Elaine and Susan are also going to D&B. I call Joel and tell him the plan. Of course his down to go as usual.

Daniel calls me later on the day and tells me that the girls bailed out. Aint no thang I tell him, were still going out. So we wait for Daniel to get off work. Around 9:15 pm I head out to Joels house. Just out of nowhere I decide to call Shaun to see if he would want to come out with us. Shaun agrees. I tell him to get ready and meet at Daniels house. The group finally gathers at Daniels house at around 10:15 pm. The group consist of: me, Joel, Jay(Joels cousin/uncle from P.I.), Shaun, & Daniel. We head out to D&B and arrive like around 11. We order some food and start slowly drinking. Our original mission was to get Jay fucked up, but this guy is a drinking prodigy. Good God this guy just doesnt get drunk. I order 2 strong Island to start. Joel orders 2 Guiness & 2 Lethal Weopon shots, Daniel orders a round of Patron for all of us and some yellow Beer. Damnit not Patron, anything but that. Joel knows I hate that shit, cuz I do crazy shit when I'm on it...hahah....So we get our food and I'm feelin it...We hear an announcement saying that the kitchen is closing and last call for alcohol. We frantically look for our waitress, who by the way has huge ta ta's. Wellis, as we dubbed her and any big breasted biatch, came storming out of the shadows. She greets us and says that when she heard the announcement she thought of us, thats why she was there so quick. Any how I order 2 more Strong Islands. Daniel, already buzzing, suggest another round of Patron, I dont know who suggested this shit but all I remember someone saying make that 8 shots of Patron. WTF!!! The waitress is shocked like I am and Joel of course is laughing his ass off. Not cool..She brings the shots and my Strong Islands. She tells us that she's going to stay and watch us take these shots. I didn't mind cuz I was just lookin at Wellis. We take the shots right after another.

It was such a nasty ass shot. It was over son plus my other strong island. I was drunk. D&B closes and we decide that the night is still young. Daniel suggest we go to Archways on Telegraph. I've never been there, so we all say yes. In the car were having some funny ass conversations about radom shit. Joel decides that he wants to wear ankle weights. We have to get gas so we pull over to an Arco. This shiat was hilarious, Joel goes into the quicky store and pays for the gas and while he stands infront of the doors he starts putting on the ankle weights, so I'm laughing histerically! We all jump in the 4runner and head to Archways. Again histerical laugher continues. We make it to Archways and I'm expecting a bunch of hardcore Mexican Essays..hahah....sure as shit there were was nothing but some ghetto as mo fo's there. We get a pitcher of beer and play some pool.

Finally we decide to head out and go home. On the way to Daniels house, Daniel is talking to Shaun and ask him if he wants to go jogging. Shaun replies "hell no fool its 2 oclock in the morning and its fucking freezing!" Daniel says "fine pull over, I feel like running." Shaun pulls over and Daniel gets out. Meanwhile Joel, Jay and I are in the back wondering why is Shaun is pulling over. I ask Shaun and he tells us Daniel wants to race. Of course once Shaun finishes what he has to say we break out in laughter. Daniel is serious and he tells Shaun to start driving. So we start rolling and I see Daniel sprinting like no tomorrow. He's running as hard as he can trying to keep up with the car. All this time I'm trying to film this on Joels camera while the whole car is in an uproar of Daniels drunk ass running. I'm crying in the back seat because this shit was comedy. It's 2 oclock in the morning, freezing and we have a crazy asian trying to race a 4runner. hahahahahahahhahaha

We stop the car so Daniel can hop in. I swear he was so out of breath, but so are we because were still laughing...hahaha..lol...that shit was classic. Daniel is the Running Man....good times.....we end that night on that note!!!
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This is one the the funniest nights I've had w/ drunk ass Daniel. I've had so many stories about this guy...hahah

SPA: Things To Buy part 1

Taken from Gizmodo and Hammacher


Hammacher Schlemmer's Digital Camera Swim Mask integrates an underwater digital camera into a swim mask—two things that have belonged together ever since Man decided that Woman should wear little to no clothing when they're in the water. The on-board 5-megapixel camera goes down to 15 feet and can take up to 30 pictures in its 16MB memory. You can expand that with a microSD card (no size limitation specified) in order to record more than 52 seconds of video as well. There's an LED inside the mask that tells you which mode you're in, but the whole thing requires two AAA batteries to operate. It's only $99, and can be used in snorkeling or just at the pool. You can bet your ass we're testing one soon.

Joel's Rants and Raves: The Olympics

(Just thought this picture was really funny)

Ahh, olympics. Every four years irrelevant sports become relevant. Seriously, trampoline...... really? How the fuck do some of these "sports" became sports? Don't get me wrong I love sports. But when you make up sports to play just to give out medals, it gets really stupid. They should just break it down. Break it down to the main core sports. Track and field, soccer, basketball, some certain water sports, baseball, Volleyball (mainly cause I LOVE women's volleyball shorts), power lifting and pretty much anything that ACTUALLY involves some athletic skill. Shit like archery, trampoline, boat rowing, skeet shooting, syncronized swimming, diving, softball and fucking POWER WALKING?!? need to get the axe. Cause honestly any ass-hat can go out and do these so called "sports" and excel at them. Don't get me wrong some of these are fun to play and do, but it's like giving away medals to anyone who simply shows up.

The other day I heard some guy say, "Did you see Michael Phelps, that guy is a beast." I mean c'mon!! I respect what the guy's doing and all, but it's FUCKING SWIMMING!! You can't be a "beast" in the swimming pool. I'd be more impressed if someone could go out and win 8 golds in track and field. You might think that I'm just being a hater but think about it. Have you ever heard of Michael Spitz before Phelps was gonna beat his records? That's cause it's so irrelevant. BUT everyone knows who Carl Lewis is because track and field is more relevant and what I consider a real sport.

Lastly, I want to touch on China. China if you didn't know is a communist country. There are about 1.3 billion people in China. To give you an outlook on how many people that is match that 1.6 billion to the United States 300 million. With the world population being 6.7 billion that roughly translates to China having 1/6th of the worlds population. When anyone of those 1.6 billion in that country show any signs of having skills in any sport, they are then designated, from childhood, to learn and train for that sport for their whole lives. Couple that with the fact that they have so many people that they can put multiple entrants into each and every event. Thus, the reasoning why China has so many Gold medals in this Olympics. It's communism, home field advantage and just sheer numbers at work. Expect to see ALOT more of China dominating in the Olympics.

If you got this far into this blog and you are reading this, fuck you! Just want to see who actually reads and pays attention. hahaha

Awkward Moment of the Day

So yesterday Ted went to go take a dizzle dump at work and while in the stall, here's what went down:

Ted walks into the restroom and sees "Mr. Cocky" using the urinal and immediately enters the stall with ninja quickness, so that way he won't try to start a conversation. Upon taking a seat, Ted hears the restroom door open and hears the voice of "The Big Boss". He and Mr. Cocky strike up a conversation about work. Ted hates it when people are talking in the restroom. That's the place where you handle "business" and no words should be spoken, besides "yo" and "sup". But these two guys were having a heart to heart about actual work.

So after about a minute of hearing this nonsense, Ted decides to let out a juicy one rip. Ted is cracking up by himself but these guys are still chattin' up a storm, like nothing happened, so Ted decides that another one is necessary. This ensuing blast let out some splatters that probably stuck to the rim. This time, they heard it and it stopped their talking. Ted can only imagine their face of disgust after hearing the sounds of joy from his exit hole. Mr. Cocky left shortly after. If not, Ted had plenty more where that came from. And don't think for one second that he wouldn't dare do it again.

Updates: Belo pix

Upload the pix from this past Saturday @ Belo. Peep them HERE.

Never Gonna Give You Up....

Hahahahaha. I remember on April 1, 2008 I went on youtube to watch some random videos. I saw some interesting new videos on the main page and clicked on it. And for some reason, every video I clicked would play the Rick Astley video for "Never Gonna Give You Up". After watching the video about 20 times(for each "new" video I clicked), I realized this was an April Fool's joke. But the April Fool's joke was on youtube cuz they didn't know that I love that song and I enjoyed watching it 20 times. Gotcha bitch!!!!

If I never saw what Rick Astley looked like and I closed my eyes while listening to the song, I seriously would have thought that homeboy was a "brotha". He's got a lot of soul in that voice.

Random Pic of the Week

This is why I'm not allowed on airplanes anymore!!! C'mon...

CAPTION THIS..

I wish I had.... 50 Hands.... So I can give those Titties 50 thumbs down!

Star of the Week: Cytherea

This week, we put the spotlight on the Queen of Squirt herself, Cytherea. Also known as Squirtwoman, she entered the industry in 2003, and since then gained recognition through her amazing ability of squirting during orgasms. Most, if not all, of her scenes features Cytherea showing off her squirting talent, usually more that once. In 2006, Cytherea attempted her first anal scene in the film "Cytherea's Anal Whores." She is a mix of Mexican, Creek-Indian, and Cockasian, and measures at 32B-23-33.

In Loving Memory....

We were at the Chargers game this past weekend and we saw a guy sitting a couple rows in front of us rockin' a Lorenzo Neal jersey. Lo Neal is no longer on the team so he decided to honor him in a very special way. Hahahahahaha.

Updates: Infamous Friday pix

Uploaded the pix from Infamous Friday @ Belo HERE

Burrito Quest 3: Don Carlos' Clairemont Burrito

On Quest number 3, I decided to travel out of South San Diego and into the La Jolla area for Don Carlos' Taco Shop. I discovered this place about a year ago through my brother, who boasted that they have good ass burritos. At the time, I had low expectations for this place, thinking that any taco shop located in a rich area couldn't produce a quality burrito, because lets face it, the best burritos come from the ghettoist areas. One year later, I consider Don Carlos one of my favorite places to eat at.

First off, ever since I first went here, I referred to Don Carlos simply as "The Dong". Saying Don Carlos takes long, so I decided to drop the Carlos and add a G. The Dong is located in the middle of La Jolla. I don't know the area of La Jolla too well, but I do know that it's right next to Dick's Liquor. A block or two down, I recall there being a Maserati and Lambo dealership, which is fun to look atwhen heading towards The Dong. The Dong is also pretty close to La Jolla shores and La Jolla Cove, so I recommend bringing your meal to the beach and munching out there.

When he brought me to Don Carlos one year ago, my bro recommended the Clairemont Burrito. Since then, I've been to The Dong 3-4 times and the Clairemont is all I've ever ordered. The Clairemont is similar to the California burrito, consisting of french fries, cheese, guac, and sour cream, all wrapped into a tortilla. The difference from the Cali however, is the meat. Instead of Carne Asada, the meat inside the Clairemont is Carnitas, or pork.

I'm going to have to check the price again, but I remember it being close to the $5 mark. That price was pretty reasonable, considering the size. While the length was about an inch shorter than most burritos, it made up through thickness.

What makes The Dong different than other taco shops is how they wrap their burritos. Traditionally, shops wrap their burrito with wrapping paper. The Dong also does this, but after they first wrap the burrito in foil. I'm guessing doing so insures your burrito stays hot and fresh.

The first bite was amazing. Nice blend of Carnitas, cheese, and sour cream. Second bite consisted of a mixture between fries, guac, and sour cream, which was equally as good. After my first two bites, I usually apply the hot sauce. The Dong offers two different hot sauces: the green one, and the dark red one. I know the dark red one is chipotle, and I believe the green one was salsa verde. I prefer the green hot sauce over the dark red one, cause I'm not too big on chipotle, not that it's hot or anything. Rather, the taste is a bit too bold for me to enjoy with a burrito.

Anywho, bite after bite was consistently delicious. The freshness was all there. The cheese was perfectly melted. The Carnitas was cooked tender and just right. The french fries were of the thicker-sized fries, and cooked to a crisp. The sour cream and guac enhanced the taste even more.

What makes your meal eating experience at Don Carlos even better is that they sell Coke in glass bottles. Usually, I order horchata with my burrito. In this instance, I had to order a bottled Coke. Its fresher than plastic-bottled Cokes, and hard to find elsewhere in San Diego.

For a taco shop in a rich area, Don Carlos doesn't disappoint. In fact, I'd rate this place ✭✭✭✭☆. As stated on my first post, I'd give most taco shop burritos 3 stars. I deducted a star from the Clairemont, because while the taste was all there, the size wasn't that big. When I eat burritos, I like demolishing a burrito and feeling full. Finishing this burrito, I was barely satisfied. In fact, I probably could have eaten another one. Still, what lacked in size, the taste made up for. La Jolla might be a bit too far, but for The Dong, it's all worth it.



Got a taco shop that serves a goodass burrito I should try? Leave a comment.

Year after year players refuse to believe in the "Madden Curse." Even though every year since 2000, every player on the cover of Madden Football has had some type of bad luck happen to them.

Let's go through the list.



2000 - Barry Sanders was originally on the cover of Madden, but abruptly retired from the Detroit Lions. Since Sanders retired early enough, EA Sports was able to replace Sanders with Green Bay Packers running back Dorsey Levens. Levens was bothered by a knee injury all that year and was used only as a backup for the rest of his time with Green Bay.



2001 - Eddie George was coming off a career year where his Tennessee Titan team went to the Super Bowl. But in 2001, George's yards per carry average dropped to a career low, as did his total yards.



2002 - Daunte Culpepper, coming off an astounding year where his team made the NFC Championship game, was put on the cover of Madden. He then started off the season 4-7 while missing the last five games with a knee injury.



2003 - Marshall Faulk was a part of the "Greatest Show on Turf" with the St. Louis Rams, before accepting to be put on the cover of Madden. The following season, Faulk and the Rams missed the playoffs. Faulk failed to rush for 1,000 yards after averaging over 1,300 yards in the previous four seasons.



2004 - Michael Vick was the up and coming superstar before fracturing his fibula one day after Madden NFL 2004 was released. He missed all but five games that season and the Falcons finished with a 5-11 record.



2005 - Ray Lewis graced the cover of Madden and failed to make an interception for the first time in his career that season as his Ravens failed to make the playoffs. The following season, Lewis suffered a torn hamstring and missed all but six games.



2006 - Donovan McNabb injured himself by way of a sports hernia. He missed the final seven games of the season as his Eagles finished in last place of the NFC East after going to the Super Bowl the year before.



2007 - Shaun Alexander was coming off an MVP season and his Seahawks had went to the Super Bowl. He broke his foot three weeks into 2006 and missed the next six games, Alexander hasn't been back to form since.



2008 - Vince Young injured himself in the fifth week of the 2007 season and missed the next game. Young had never missed a game due to injury dating all the way back to Middle School.



2009 - Brett Favre. No comment. LoL


2010 - download the template and cut and paste a picture of the person you want cursed! here are some of mine.

Random Pic of the Week

One of the worst jobs in the world......this sucks ass...haha

True Stories

So Ted was at Fanfest this weekend taking pix of cheerleaders and players. Mostly cheerleaders though. Well, Ted happened to take pix with these two cheerleaders and here's how everything went down.

Ted: (walks up to Charger Girls) Excuse me, is it cool if get a picture with the both of you?

Charger girl 1: Yeah, sure!

(Robert takes a pic of them)

Ted: Thank you.

Charger girl 2: Can we see what the picture looks like? I gotta make sure it looks good.

Ted: Yeah, let's give it a look.

Charger girl 2: Oh, I don't like it. Let's take another one.

Charger girl 1: Wait, let me see. (looks at pic) Oh honey, you look fine.

Ted: If she wants to take another one...I guess I don't mind.

(Robert takes another picture)

Charger girl 2: I think that one was a good one. That was the money shot.

Ted: (gives her a dirty look) Let's give it a look.

Charger girl 2: That's a keeper.

Charger girl 1: So what do you do with these pictures? I seen you taking a bunch.

Ted: I post them online.

Charger girl 1: Oh, do you have a blog?

(Ted ponders about giving them the name of his blog, but decides not to)

Ted: Yeah, I do...on Myspace.

Charger girl 2: Are we able to see it?

Ted: Only people on my friends list are able to see it.

Charger girl 1: Oh, so your profile is private?

Ted: Yeah...

Charger girl 2: I don't have a myspace...

Ted: Well, let me get your contact info and we'll figure something out.

Charger girl 2: You mean, like my number?

Ted: Sure, why not? (pulls out phone)

Charger girl 2: I can't give you my number while I'm working. We're not allowed to.

Ted: Oh, well I'll give you my contact info and then you remind me.

Charger girl 2: We're not allowed to accept numbers either.

Ted: Well, how am I gonna get in contact with you guys then?

Charger girl 2: Email?

Ted: Sure (starts typing info on phone while she give the email address)

Charger girl 1: Are you really gonna email the pictures? Cuz we don't have any pictures of us.

Charger girl 2: Yeah, we always take pictures but we never get to see them.

Ted: Yeah, I'll really do it.

(all the other Charger girls pass by and walk onto the field)

Charger girl 2; Ok, we gotta go.

(walks away and waves)

Ted: Aight, I got you.

Fanfest 08

Check out the pictures here. And if you know about the art of the "belly shot", get at me on AIM or email me.

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Comic Con Adventure Part Deux

Friday strolls around and we head to the con bright an early. I'm equipped with Optimus wife's badge and my fake one in the bag. We head to redeem the comp pass for Roel. We walk up to a cashier and he prints out his shiznit and we start to head inside. As we walk through a gauntlet of cashiers, I notice an empty slot with no one manning the station. On it was a box of lanyards w/ the yellow border. I decide to check it and grab 2. No one says anything so I take it and run. SCORE. Roel and Optimus are shocked at what I just did!!! It was so meant to be that I would be attending the con this year...haha

When the doors open at 9:30 we rush to the exhibit hall to get all the free shit that we can. The Paramount booth was insane. The movie section of the convention was a mad house. It's because they were giving out free items like posters, pins, flash drive, t-shirts etc...It's amazing how people go nuts when there's free shit being handed out. People forget their manners. I too was caught up in the frenzy and had to check myself, but I was like fuck it!!! Give me my shit!!! Ahahah.

I'm walking around the booths and of course I'm being a perve checking out all the promo models. To my surprise I run into Melly(we had a shoot with her 2 months ago). I'm yucking it up with her at the NBC booth and try to squeeze some promo items from her, but no luck. This her:




She was looking good wearing some tight nbc school uniform outfit of some sort...damn

There were alot of stars attending the con like Keanu, Mr. 300 Gerald Butler, Samuel L. Jackson, etc....Didnt see any of those dudes, but I did get a sneak peek of Kim Kardashian and Carmen Electra. The line was too busy for those hoe's.

The "star" that I did get to meet was Jenna Dewan from Step Up. She was there promoting her new role as the "Magdalena". I got a poster signed by her and a pic. Only draw back was that she personalized the poster to "Sandy" thats what my badge name was..ahah



The picture is blurry but she is so much hotter in person. I tried to neg her but she's impervious to them...DAMN her! Here's a better shot of her from a magazine.



I ran into Kristian on Saturday dressed as the little mermaid. Damn!!! She was the thickest little mermaid I've ever seen and it was all in the right places. I was surprised to see her there in costume since I just saw her a couple days ago in lingerie and topless...oh gawd...

Nicolette was at the convention too doing promo's for Lionsgate films. She was dressed in a police officers outfit...YUM Both Roel and I got a shot with her. Yucked it up while trying to keep it at 50%. It was really hard!!! LOL







All in all the con was pretty relaxing. Next year, Press Passes for sure!

Star of the Week: Giselle Humes

I started seeing Giselle pop up all over sites not too long ago. According to sources, this fine Puerto Rican ass moved to Florida at the age of 15. For years, she danced at clubs and private parties, and only recently entered the business. I've seen some of her work, and for an up and comer, she's pretty damn good. Some sites claim she's 30 years old, which I find hard to believe. She's 5'6, and her measurements are 34C-27-33.

Word of the Day: Gullible

Gullible [guhl-uh-buhl]

–adjective

The only word that is not in the dictionary. Go look.
I swear, gullible is not there.


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