Beer Was Drunk, Respect Was Earned, and Dunder Mifflin Was Saved by Nappy and Funky D!

Fun little weekend, I must say. Funky D and myself killed off the rest of The Office season 3 on Saturday evening before heading to the Liberry to get our learn on, in the form of two lovely pitchers of Molson Canadian (provided by Funk Doctor D himself). Reading never tasted so good. Among topics discussed; cheap music downloading, the questionable value of main eventers in TNA, the death of Wildman Steve, Rudy Ray Moore's upcoming schedule, and most of all, how The Office makes us sad and melancholy while at the same time enriching us with laughs. Because that's how life is. A big ol' wacky grab bag of sad and funny. Or if you're to believe Jimmy Pop, "short and hard like a bodybuilding elf."


Can you say "horrifying?"

Don't worry. That doesn't count against your Jenna pic of the day. I wouldn't do that to you, baby.

Tonight was more good times, as I did homework. A lot of it! I read two plays! Don't doubt my work ethic! Anyway, Keith and Andrew came over and we watched the very first Ring of Honor pay per view, entitled RoH: Respect is Earned. Dramatic, yes? Anyway, it was a two-hour, five match presentation from the Hammerstein Ballroom in Manhattan, and it wasssssss rad. TV room favorite "Scrap Iron" Adam Pearce was ballin'. Also, the wrestling was good. KENTAAAAAA.


KENTA is friend to all children.

Next pay per view is sometime in September, which is almost literally what the announce team told us. Vague = pay per view buys! Make it a mystery for your target audience to solve.

Keith and I will be watching the Great American Bash tomorrow night through COMPLETELY LEGITIMATE MEANS. So that should be fun.

Speaking of going to jail for piracy, this outfit oughta be ILLEGAL!


What's that? "Nice segue?" Why thank you!