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Ice Ice Baby

SOB Ice Luge

Good news! – My penis saw its shadow today, so my girlfriend gets at least six more weeks of hot Benny lovin’.

What a weekend…

I had my birthday dinner on Friday at Kobe Steakhouse with Chuck and Theresa H. The only bad part was sharing our table with a couple of hilljackers from Barnhart.

To give you an idea of how annoying the man was, here’s just a small sampling of our dining experience with the douche bag.

  1. When the chef put the chicken and seafood on the grill, he yelled, “Where’s the beef?”
  2. He was also celebrating a birthday, and when the staff put a candle in front of him, he pretended to blow it out with a snot rocket.
  3. After seeing me on crutches and wearing a cast, he asked, “Did you hurt your leg?”

I went to a church fundraiser on Saturday night. The $10 donation included draft beer, and you were allowed to bring your own. I love being Catholic. Sufficed to say I don’t remember much of the evening except for the chick smoking a joint outside the front door. Oh, and Doug Wetback making out with a chick in a pew.

Super Bowl Sunday was legendary. Tom d G threw a monster bash at his crib, and was generous enough to buy the SOB ice luge in today’s picture. He also bought the assortment of liquor that was used to make the estimated 46 shots I consumed. I also want to thank Mr. O for coming up with the ‘Got Pee Pills?’ saying that was carved into the bottom of the sculpture.

Sunday was also the debut of SOB TV which drew over 280 viewers.

I rode to work with Issac this morning. As we veered onto the highway, I said, “That was a great Super Bowl last night.”

“I don’t remember a thing. Who won?” he replied.

And he’s a football fan.

– Is it just me or has anyone ever seen Doug Wetback and Carlton on the Trainwreck dance floor at the same time?

All right stop, collaborate and listen.

6 Responses

  1. Benny,
    Good to meet you last night, I am G’s friend that stopped by for a quick hello. sorry we never made it back but I logged on and enjoyed the SOB Superbowl Party. See U soon!!!!

  4. the only thing more boring than your superbowl party was watching your superbowl party for 13 minutes and 32 seconds.

  5. Hey John,

    I watched part of the clips from the Super Bowl Party and understand how you would have been bored. But let’s keep things in perspective. That was the first broadcast – the lighting was dim – the sound was loud – and unless you called me to request a booby shot, you probably missed it.

    On a more positive note, the webcam will probably be put to better use once the weather turns warmer and we broadcast outside (i.e. the pool or satellite office).

    Hang in there…Strange Days have found us.

    Hey Cathy,

    I wasn’t going to mention you by name because I didn’t want the Po Po confiscating your one-hitter.

    Peace.