Cousin Ida, when properly secured by arm locks and straight jacket and kept away from all alcohol, chocolate, and toilets, was always a blast to have at the family reunion.
This questionably gay kid (not that there's anything wrong with that) does not fuck around, especially when it comes to his bacon. Sadly, I can relate.
So, many of you (yes, I'm talking to you, all 67 of our fans) may have noticed that there has been no "Creep of the Week" for two consecutive weeks now. Maybe you haven't, I don't know. Maybe you have some shit going on at work? Maybe you've been having some issues with your spouse? Well, I'm here to tell you he/she didn't mean what they said. He/She was just upset, and knows that by saying what he/she said, they could get a rise out of you. They're sorry. They're so, so, sorry. Please forgive he/she so you can get back to your normal routine of smiling to each other's face, and then secretly loathing them behind their back.
Anyway, what the fuck was I saying?
Oh, right, no Creep of the Week lately...
As you may or may not know (or care), Doctor Creepshow is our resident computer genius. And right now he is galavanting around Europe, wearing lederhosen and drinking warm Hefeweizen from a German tankard. The remaing three creeps, myself included, are unable to comprehend the intricate process behind COTW - even though it's probably just cutting and pasting and shit like that - because we are retarded.
But hang tight, the Doc will surely return. And when he does, we will have a massive balloting for September, making sure all ten of you that like to vote will have your say in who makes you want to vomit the most.
Isn't young love beautiful? This reminds me of the first time I removed my retainer, shaved my pubescent mustache, and farted in front of my 7th grade girlfriend - ahhh memories!
Ahh, gotta love Halloween. I mean it's the perfect opportunity for women to show guys just how slutty they actually are. Oh, and what better place to show off your cleavage then at David's house party! OMG! Only one problem, pervert creep in the back wasn't invited and plans on knocking you out with a pumpkin and giving you a shaving cream bikini.
This man's reaction is just one reason why you should never pester the local bar drunk for a quick photo op. Oh, and because he bites. Not nips, bites. And he hasn't had a tetanus shot since 1987. So just stay the fuck away from him and enjoy your Mich Ultra alone, okay?