Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Magnificently beautiful Christina van Bell has always been one of America's
most alluring champions of sexual freedom. Now she puts her liberated libido
to the test when she takes on the Vigilantes of Virtue in an investigative article
for World Magazine. On a lust-filled tour through the bedrooms of America's
heartland, Christina is thrust into myriad worlds of sexual experimentation more exciting than anything she has ever envisioned.
Posted by Feo Mateo at 1:24 PM
Friday, February 25, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
The following handwritten letter was found crumpled up on the dangerously icy marble steps of McKinley Hall:
I’m totally addicted to the TV show GREEK (The Final Semester). I think it's awesome, except I fucking hate the fraternity/sorority angles, all the stupid-ass characters, lame love triangles, and the repetitive college lifestyle storylines. Other than that, it’s totally awesome! Say, if you fart in the forest and no one is around to hear it, is the only evidence that you actually farted in the forest the wet scorch marks in your panties? Philosophically speaking of course. No, wait, metaphorically speaking. No wait, literally maybe. Figuratively? What the hell was I talking about? Oh yeah, crop dusting the woods. Looks like there’s only one way to find out. You want anything from Taco Bell?
The hospice is just going to love the starving honey badger I left there overnight,
Song of the Day:
“I’ve Been Loving You (Too Long)” Otis Redding, live Monterey Pop Festival, 1967
Posted by Feo Mateo at 6:56 PM
Monday, February 21, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
As a teenager growing up in Australia, I once saved Olivia Newton-John from drowning and blew the reward money on AC/DC playing my birthday party. It was depicted in the down under cult film of the decade, Quick Times at Ridgecrest Academy. It won an AFI Award for Best Original Character (Jess Tricoli).
Posted by Feo Mateo at 12:29 AM
Tuesday, February 08, 2011
Certainly not these two incompetent chuckleheads. As expendable decoy operatives rushed through face-contorting G-force threshold tests, aggravated body temperature measurements, and joyrides in the radical vertical impaction simulator, these GLG20’s have only one plan—“Let’s play dead.” Hardly Paco Camino Man material, but there’s still hope for these two nincompoops. Despite their bumbling ineptitude, they will somehow manage to avert an ICBM from hitting the U.S. while getting laid by super foxy Foreign Service agents Donna Dixon and Vanessa Angel.
Posted by Feo Mateo at 10:17 PM
Sunday, February 06, 2011
Thursday, February 03, 2011
Tuesday, February 01, 2011
He can see your house from here in his kick-ass balloon car. That’s right my brother, when you’ve got a motherfucking balloon car, it’s easy to get high and roll in style. Now flying a balloon car is always fun adventure and a surefire way to get into any chicks pants, but sometimes, in his more reflective moments, the Paco Camino Man will look at the beautiful countryside floating underneath him and think, “Damn dude, I’ll bet that poor guy from Into The Wild would’ve loved one of these, huh? Not only could he have simply crossed a raging river, but he also could've made himself a stiff cocktail from the wet bar and eaten a sandwich from the custom deli fridge built in the back.”
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