Hasta la Byebye

Om nom nom

Monday, April 24, 2006

I would like to provide a resounding "fuck you" to the following people:

--Eric

--Everyone who has ever disagreed with me about anything

--Your mom

--Eric

--The fuckwad who posted that annoying porn solicitation in my comments

--Eric

Heheheh. Just kidding!

Only the first and last entry of Eric count--the one in the middle was just a joke.

Oh, and I would like to thank the anonymous commenter for commenting. Commenting will always provide ammunition for the forces of good (unless the comments involve offering free porn via AIM).

I am pleased to say that the forces of Hasta la Byebye have beaten back the Lameass Poohead rebels from the radio station and most of the city. Hasta la Byebye returns to the air, ladies and gentlemen! Thanks to all one of you who have waited and held faith! Like any extremely unstable regime recently taking power from rebel groups in its own capital city, we promise the world, but have the ability to deliver only very little. But hey, at least I admit it.

On that note, Hasta la Byebyetopia pledges to deliver propaganda to you daily and/or bidaily! Tune your radios every night at 3 AM to listen in live to Our Great Leader, the great Generalissimo Cantay. (Isn't generalissimo a great title? I am the most generalest!)

Here is tonight's propaganda briefing:

UT transfer possible and likely; decision forthcoming as information is provided to Our Great Leader.

No English language band sounds more Turkish than when Franz Ferdinand performs Well That Was Easy.

Statistical studies using a very sophisticated, complex, and extremely accurate simulator show that the risks of being infertile and dying of a sudden stroke are much higher for extremely intelligent people in the developed world than for both extremely intelligent people in the developing world and less intelligent people in the developed world.

Despite not sounding very similar to Phil Collins, John Mayer is disturbingly linked to him. Somehow.

More on these and other stories! Later!

And now allow me to leave you with your word of the day: huachinango.

Do not forget to carry your identification cards at all times! All patriots are encouraged to carry small arms to help put down the rebellion!

Hasta la Byebye.

2 Comments:

  • At 24 April, 2006 21:47, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Which anonymous commenter?

     
  • At 25 April, 2006 00:46, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    As congratulations for your blogging I would like to share with you:

    On August 5, 2000, twenty letters were sent by Daniel O'Mara to the chief executive
    officers of twenty Fortune 500 companies.
    -------------------------------

    Hugh L. McColl, Jr.
    CEO, Bank of America Corop.
    100 N. Tryon Street
    Charlotte, NC
    28255

    Dear Mr. Thomas,

    I realize that you are a busy man so I will get to the point. I have recently been writing
    some passages from the point of view of a dog named Steven, and I would like you to
    see an example. Here is one:


    I am Steven and I was born in a box of glass, on newsprint cut to ribbons. I am
    here now, five years later, and my paws, once white like paper, are now white
    like ivory. I have walked streets! And over fields! Have seen things! The hands
    of children I've bitten! They look delectable and taste so fine!

    I have to move. I have to move. I can jump a mile. I'm that kind of dog -- I can
    jump a goddamn mile. I'm a great dog. I see colors like you hear jetplanes.

    I'm going to find a hole. I'm going to find a tiny tiny tiny hole and walk
    through like goddamn Gandhi.


    That is all for now.

    Daniel O'Mara
    5811 Mesa Drive, #216
    Austin, TX
    78731

     

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