g, i was talking to jeff and we were discussing sti's like the clap, the drip, the hep, the hiv etc. and i asked him what the drip was exactly and i found out it was gonorrhea (im not very swift) anyway apparently when jeff was in the ER, he had a patient that came in who was pus-ing and oozing out of his eye. he claimed to have gotten hit with a snowball, jeff knew right away that it was gono but the guy stuck to his story. so he is discussing it with the residences and they get to the ER doctor and he's like " looks like we got a case of dinkeye".
Does that last post violate the doctor - patient confidentiality agreement? Because if I had dinkeye, I wouldn't want everybody on Gareth's blog to know about it.
Gareth I would gladly take a mouthful of sewer runoff if it ment that i could go surfing before work. don't complain. Just ask your rector for some scope, they got a ton in their bathroom (To people that don't know: when i was there, i went to dinner at their rector's house and he had at least three or four bottles of 3 litre bottles of mouthwash...wierd...geez...christianity..)
anyway just thought i'd let you know about how jealous i was.. i even dreamt about surfing last night. ryan
dinkeye? was the guy's name scott siletta? do they sound like plankeye?
Hey Gareth, last nite when i was biking down Pembina some guy who looked just like you leaned out the window of his Aztec and heckled me. man, i was so mad at you Gareth...for buying an Aztek...till i remembered you was in California.
Steve that's so weird because we actually did buy an Aztec. We fell in love with that car when they gave it away that first season of Survivor. It was a toss-up between the Aztec, the Dodge Magnum station wagon, and a Chrysler Crossfire. Our tasts have really changed. I guess that's what happens when you've got dinkeye.
The last post was largely devoted to piddling cartoon characters and the pathetic pastime of pants-baiting. I still don't know who has more desperate lives..the trouser takers or the baiting voyeurs, although I am listing toward the latter. And some of you attend church, according to the Scope revelation. I can't fit this jigsaw puzzle together with a sledgehammer. It's a Where's Waldo hypocrisy hunt.
The current post has deteriorated to sewage effluant, ad nauseum discussions of dinkeye, and tortured references to a 90's tent-toting Pontiac. Perhaps someone should consult the rector for an opinion on these pressing topics. That is, if he can be found inter gargle.
Wait. Perhaps you should take this blog in a new direction.
There are clearly a few devoted readers who would like something a little more thought-provoking than Calvin pissing to discect, ponder, and comment on. Don't let all that brain power go to waste! Provide us with the sophistication and stimulation we need!
Annnnndddddd. . .
. . .enter simoncowell with pseudo-intellectualism in tow.
Clearly you are a half-wit who wouldn't be capable of spotting intellectualism if it jumped up and bit you on the ass! After the sorry display of comments that have been posted on this blog over the past several weeks I wouldn't be surprised if my IQ has considerably dropped as a result.
I've found that the best way to identify an intellectual is to let them tell you that they are. The greatest intellectuals work this way: Bertrand Russell, Noam Chomsky, Robert Munsch, that German Friedrich Nietzsche guy.. they all use self-promotion to advertise their intellectualism to the non-intellectual world. Another favorite of theirs is to point out that others are not intellectuals. They have the authority to do so because they are indeed intellectual.
One toke over the line sweet Jesus One toke over the line Sittin' downtown in a railway station One toke over the line
What?!!! It's Lenno for gawds sake.
You want to know what's going on???!! You want the truth???!! I think someone is talking to himself. That's hot, huh? Pass the olives. Nice hat, huh???!!! You try sitting next to Simon for five years!!! What was the question?? Yeah, I love board riders. That's whats going on!!!! WOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!!!
26 Comments:
that's sick gareth
By Anonymous, at April 07, 2006
Gareth, i can see you in that second picture. you're totally hanging it out.
By Anonymous, at April 07, 2006
That's effluent. Salty effluent.
By Anonymous, at April 07, 2006
Yo G, so when you say 'sick' do you mean to say that it's good or bad?...cause in my opinion that smog layer is, like, totally sick!!!
By Steve & Gillian, at April 08, 2006
g, i was talking to jeff and we were discussing sti's like the clap, the drip, the hep, the hiv etc. and i asked him what the drip was exactly and i found out it was gonorrhea (im not very swift) anyway apparently when jeff was in the ER, he had a patient that came in who was pus-ing and oozing out of his eye. he claimed to have gotten hit with a snowball, jeff knew right away that it was gono but the guy stuck to his story. so he is discussing it with the residences and they get to the ER doctor and he's like " looks like we got a case of dinkeye".
By Anonymous, at April 08, 2006
Does that last post violate the doctor - patient confidentiality agreement? Because if I had dinkeye, I wouldn't want everybody on Gareth's blog to know about it.
I don't though.
Have dinkeye, that is.
By Anonymous, at April 08, 2006
Gareth
I would gladly take a mouthful of sewer runoff if it ment that i could go surfing before work. don't complain. Just ask your rector for some scope, they got a ton in their bathroom (To people that don't know: when i was there, i went to dinner at their rector's house and he had at least three or four bottles of 3 litre bottles of mouthwash...wierd...geez...christianity..)
anyway just thought i'd let you know about how jealous i was.. i even dreamt about surfing last night.
ryan
dinkeye?
was the guy's name scott siletta?
do they sound like plankeye?
By Anonymous, at April 10, 2006
Hey Gareth, last nite when i was biking down Pembina some guy who looked just like you leaned out the window of his Aztec and heckled me. man, i was so mad at you Gareth...for buying an Aztek...till i remembered you was in California.
By Steve & Gillian, at April 11, 2006
Steve that's so weird because we actually did buy an Aztec. We fell in love with that car when they gave it away that first season of Survivor. It was a toss-up between the Aztec, the Dodge Magnum station wagon, and a Chrysler Crossfire. Our tasts have really changed. I guess that's what happens when you've got dinkeye.
By Gareth, at April 11, 2006
Chris that's gross.
Ryan that's gross.
By Gareth, at April 11, 2006
Clearly you aren't at all familiar with dinkeye. I've had it several times and it really isn't all that bad...you might even say it was worth it.
By Anonymous, at April 11, 2006
No, you're right. I'm not that familliar with dinkeye. At all.
By Anonymous, at April 11, 2006
back off the aztec's man. I don't see any mazda's with a back that can be turned into a tent. a tent! unbelievable.
By Anonymous, at April 11, 2006
Let's try to piece the loose ends together.
The last post was largely devoted to piddling cartoon characters and the pathetic pastime of pants-baiting. I still don't know who has more desperate lives..the trouser takers or the baiting voyeurs, although I am listing toward the latter. And some of you attend church, according to the Scope revelation. I can't fit this jigsaw puzzle together with a sledgehammer. It's a Where's Waldo hypocrisy hunt.
The current post has deteriorated to sewage effluant, ad nauseum discussions of dinkeye, and tortured references to a 90's tent-toting Pontiac. Perhaps someone should consult the rector for an opinion on these pressing topics. That is, if he can be found inter gargle.
Time to move the herd G.
By Anonymous, at April 11, 2006
Chancesare I won't.
By Gareth, at April 12, 2006
you are so insightful and witty, this guy is great.
By Anonymous, at April 12, 2006
gareth, right on.
By Anonymous, at April 12, 2006
Wait. Perhaps you should take this blog in a new direction.
There are clearly a few devoted readers who would like something a little more thought-provoking than Calvin pissing to discect, ponder, and comment on. Don't let all that brain power go to waste! Provide us with the sophistication and stimulation we need!
Annnnndddddd. . .
. . .enter simoncowell with pseudo-intellectualism in tow.
By Anonymous, at April 12, 2006
Clearly you are a half-wit who wouldn't be capable of spotting intellectualism if it jumped up and bit you on the ass! After the sorry display of comments that have been posted on this blog over the past several weeks I wouldn't be surprised if my IQ has considerably dropped as a result.
By Anonymous, at April 12, 2006
And Hollywood Mike Moranda makes his second dramatic exit of the day!
By Steve & Gillian, at April 12, 2006
Exactly.
Thanks Simon.
By Anonymous, at April 12, 2006
I've found that the best way to identify an intellectual is to let them tell you that they are. The greatest intellectuals work this way: Bertrand Russell, Noam Chomsky, Robert Munsch, that German Friedrich Nietzsche guy.. they all use self-promotion to advertise their intellectualism to the non-intellectual world. Another favorite of theirs is to point out that others are not intellectuals. They have the authority to do so because they are indeed intellectual.
By Anonymous, at April 12, 2006
What's going on?
By Gareth, at April 12, 2006
The herd moved?
By Anonymous, at April 12, 2006
One toke over the line sweet Jesus
One toke over the line
Sittin' downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line
What?!!! It's Lenno for gawds sake.
You want to know what's going on???!! You want the truth???!! I think someone is talking to himself. That's hot, huh? Pass the olives. Nice hat, huh???!!! You try sitting next to Simon for five years!!! What was the question?? Yeah, I love board riders. That's whats going on!!!! WOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!!!
By Anonymous, at April 12, 2006
Dawg, that was not cool, man...that was HOT!
By Anonymous, at April 13, 2006
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