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Show Them To Me

Good gravy, those things are huge. Meet Crazy Mary. She’s a friend of Gina Party. Shocker. And for our enjoyment, she bought an SOB T-shirt – size small. Holy Moses, smell the roses. I’m writing a country and western song. It’s called I got a DUI on the way to get my IUD. I’m thinking […]

Let It Go

  There isn’t much time to write this morning because (a) I have to get ready for work and (b) I’m making a wish list for a sex toy party this weekend. Anyone know if they make a Jessica Alba blow-up doll? That reminds me of a quick story. Tom and Crowe Dog stopped by my place […]

Second Chance

Mr. Orange, Mr. White, and Mr. Pink Today’s blog title is courtesy of Gina Party. This song was playing on the radio today while we were on the phone. She was convinced it was sung by 38 Special. I was thinking more along the lines of Corey Hart. She was right. I was wrong. Besides, […]

Bad Day

  They never hassle their own kind. When does American Idol end? I still watch it, but not because of the contestant performances or musical guests. I enjoy watching someone get booted off, and then forced to sing a song in tears. Okay, the numb nut kicked off tonight didn’t cry, but he butchered a Bob Marley […]

Stoned Immaculate

  I finally got around to reading the SOB mailbag. Some of these are not safe for work. Nominated as the World’s Best Short Joke of 2007  A 3-year-old boy examined his testicles while taking a bath. “Mom”, he asked, “Are these my brains?” “Not yet,” she replied. Thanks, Sheila E. Clinton Joke After Chelsea […]

Waitin’ For The Bus

  “Park the car.” The SOB drinking season traditionally runs from May through October. I’m not saying we don’t spend an occasional night during the off-season tossing down cold ones. We do. We’re just not in shape for two-a-days yet.  Stupidity Tax Offense: When discussing the issue of race, saying something like, “I don’t care if you’re black, white, or […]

Footloose

What are my viewing choices tonight without cable? – Clash of the Choirs or racist Bryant Gumbel’s play-by-play call of the Steelers/Rams game. I guess the NFL network allows local stations to air the game if their team is playing. I’m opting for internet porn instead. If you ever want to play a drinking game in the […]