There are some really sick fucks out there. The following are the actual keywords people typed in google, which lead them to my site.
Referrer Report
(Search Engines - Keywords - Referring URLs*) used by visitors to access the page.
Top terms visitors used to find your page in a search
whores with stretch marks 35.28%
overdue pregnant girls fucking 34.46%
puss filled sores on female organ 13.46%
penile bumps + puss 11.62%
hate devry 3.61%
does devry have a good mba program 1.57%
If you check out my entries these words do come up occasionally, usually as a form of damnation. However; this does not explain why someone would actively search "whores with stretch marks" or "overdue pregnant girls fucking" on google. Though my favorite is "puss filled sores on female organ".
I actually feel dirty.
you extremely perverted bastards
can
go to hell
Thursday, May 29, 2003
Wednesday, May 28, 2003
Human beings are shoved into existence with no control over their surroundings. From conception through first breath we are completely at the mercy of our parents, in particular our mother. Choice does not enter into the equation until well after birth. And, by then it is often too little, too late.
We don't get to choose our parents, but they in turn do choose to have us. Who bares the greater responsibility? Should we thank them when life is good and damn them when it is bad? People bitch and moan about how life is unfair, which I usually dismiss. It may not be to your liking but you choose to do with it what you will. However, since our creation is founded on the choice of others, not our own, do we really have choice in this life. Life is unfair from the start; every birth is like the lottery. A slim few win the jackpot while the rest our stuck with what’s left.
I am uplifting today, aren't I?
have a nice day
and
go to hell
We don't get to choose our parents, but they in turn do choose to have us. Who bares the greater responsibility? Should we thank them when life is good and damn them when it is bad? People bitch and moan about how life is unfair, which I usually dismiss. It may not be to your liking but you choose to do with it what you will. However, since our creation is founded on the choice of others, not our own, do we really have choice in this life. Life is unfair from the start; every birth is like the lottery. A slim few win the jackpot while the rest our stuck with what’s left.
I am uplifting today, aren't I?
have a nice day
and
go to hell
Tuesday, May 27, 2003
What am I to do with my life? Where am I heading? Why am I here? Who shot JFK?
These are all very important questions and save for the last one (A Human Alien Hybrid raised by Appalachian folk did it) seem to be unanswerable. I can't figure out what to do with myself. Working seems out of the question due to my genetic tendency to be fat and lazy. Partying is also out of the question because drunken Bob often leads to nearly killed or incarcerated Bob. Volunteering would work if I didn't hate all the retarded, poor, old and sick people. In jest my brother-in-law recommended writing a book, one that shares my profound wisdom. A wonderful idea in theory except it would require untold hours of intellectual straining and work. Then again I could just skip right to a cliff notes version. One could argue that this web log is in fact a watered down version of my philosophy. I stay away from overly heady material due to likelihood that you, my loyal readers, are stupid but by in large these entries provide an accurate portrayal of my way of thought. Or maybe not. Superficially and really deep down Bob is a nice guy. The ego maniacal asshole persona only exerts itself when I write and take part in high brow conversation for prolong periods of time. Oddly enough I don't even believe evil exists on an ontological level, and subsequently denying the existence of hell.
In other words
deep down I really love all of you
but shoving those gay/womanly feelings aside
I still hate you
so
go to hell (be it illusionary or substantive)
These are all very important questions and save for the last one (A Human Alien Hybrid raised by Appalachian folk did it) seem to be unanswerable. I can't figure out what to do with myself. Working seems out of the question due to my genetic tendency to be fat and lazy. Partying is also out of the question because drunken Bob often leads to nearly killed or incarcerated Bob. Volunteering would work if I didn't hate all the retarded, poor, old and sick people. In jest my brother-in-law recommended writing a book, one that shares my profound wisdom. A wonderful idea in theory except it would require untold hours of intellectual straining and work. Then again I could just skip right to a cliff notes version. One could argue that this web log is in fact a watered down version of my philosophy. I stay away from overly heady material due to likelihood that you, my loyal readers, are stupid but by in large these entries provide an accurate portrayal of my way of thought. Or maybe not. Superficially and really deep down Bob is a nice guy. The ego maniacal asshole persona only exerts itself when I write and take part in high brow conversation for prolong periods of time. Oddly enough I don't even believe evil exists on an ontological level, and subsequently denying the existence of hell.
In other words
deep down I really love all of you
but shoving those gay/womanly feelings aside
I still hate you
so
go to hell (be it illusionary or substantive)
Monday, May 26, 2003
Today is a holiday so I have little else to say. Happy Memorial day.
God bless all our soldiers, both past and present. They bare freedom's blazing burden upon their shoulders for the benefit of us all.
Enjoy your barbecues, or in my case Taco Bell
and to go along with today's patriot zeal
all you foreigners
can
go to hell
(except Sonja cause British girls are sexay)
God bless all our soldiers, both past and present. They bare freedom's blazing burden upon their shoulders for the benefit of us all.
Enjoy your barbecues, or in my case Taco Bell
and to go along with today's patriot zeal
all you foreigners
can
go to hell
(except Sonja cause British girls are sexay)
Sunday, May 25, 2003
While driving to my dad's store to deal with some customer service issues (stupid bastards don't understand how to answer their email) I spied a billboard stating "Abstinence 79% of Licking County teenagers is doing it". At first I doubted its veracity. Now, if one categorized children ages one to ten years of age as teenagers then I would believe 79% are not sexually active. Well, ok at least 60 %. But there is no way on God's green earth that you can convince me that nearly 8/10 teenagers, in my area, are refraining from sex. First of all the billboards use of Abstinence is flawed, because I know for fact 9/10 teenagers here have no idea what that term means. In fact it wouldn't be a surprise if they confused the term with a similar sounding Halluncengenic English drink. . I have more faith that the 80 % of the local pubescent population are seeing Christiana Aguilera headed spiders rather then not getting it on. My second major issue with the billboard is ambiguity surrounding the term Abstinence. Depending on how a questionnaire is worded it is plausible that a young lady takes up the # 2 spot from one guy while suckling on another’s Private Ryan and she would still answer that she is a virgin. Realistically the term should cover all intimate sexual contact that in anyway involves an orifice. However the surveyors are often either too naive or just willfully ignorant to include sexual contact beyond vaginal insertion in their studies. There is very little statistical data that identifies the prevalence of oral and anal sex amongst young people; in fact there is nothing beyond anecdotal evidence.
Many of you may disagree with my assertion that oral & anal sex despoils virginity. Well you either fall into one of two categories. Either you are a whore or a Sunday Christian. The first term is self-explanatory while the second term is analogous to being a hypocrite. Regardless common sense dictates that girls going down on guys and guys well getting downed on should not claim sexual purity. The term abstinence means to "refrain from indulging ones appetite" and having the pretty little blonde next door kiss your special place is indulging oneself, not denying. Of course I have no problem with people being promiscuous, as some of my best friends are slutty whores. Yet, I do have a problem with deluding the self and in the case of the billboard deceiving others. Your sex life is no ones business, when you are a self sufficient adult. Conversely when you are underage, or even in college, and dependant on guardians for financial security, those same folk who provide housing, money, and food have a stake in your sex life. If you knock someone up, or get knocked up they are responsible for repercussions as much as you, at least financially. Furthermore if you get an STD or simply have an emotional breakdown because Johnny didn't call after you licked his lollipop they have to deal with your stupid ass
The billboard is blatantly lying to parents. They have a false sense of security. The already blind eye that mommy and daddy have concerning their children's faults is significantly magnified in scope when they read 79% aren't doing it. Adding insult to injury that their tax dollars, be it local, state or federal are being used to construct elaborate lies, so that they will feel better.
Everyone needs to wake up, get a clue and take responsibility.
Jesus......I am such a hypocrite.
anyway
go to hell
Many of you may disagree with my assertion that oral & anal sex despoils virginity. Well you either fall into one of two categories. Either you are a whore or a Sunday Christian. The first term is self-explanatory while the second term is analogous to being a hypocrite. Regardless common sense dictates that girls going down on guys and guys well getting downed on should not claim sexual purity. The term abstinence means to "refrain from indulging ones appetite" and having the pretty little blonde next door kiss your special place is indulging oneself, not denying. Of course I have no problem with people being promiscuous, as some of my best friends are slutty whores. Yet, I do have a problem with deluding the self and in the case of the billboard deceiving others. Your sex life is no ones business, when you are a self sufficient adult. Conversely when you are underage, or even in college, and dependant on guardians for financial security, those same folk who provide housing, money, and food have a stake in your sex life. If you knock someone up, or get knocked up they are responsible for repercussions as much as you, at least financially. Furthermore if you get an STD or simply have an emotional breakdown because Johnny didn't call after you licked his lollipop they have to deal with your stupid ass
The billboard is blatantly lying to parents. They have a false sense of security. The already blind eye that mommy and daddy have concerning their children's faults is significantly magnified in scope when they read 79% aren't doing it. Adding insult to injury that their tax dollars, be it local, state or federal are being used to construct elaborate lies, so that they will feel better.
Everyone needs to wake up, get a clue and take responsibility.
Jesus......I am such a hypocrite.
anyway
go to hell
Saturday, May 24, 2003
Coming home from dinner today (I ate an extra large pizza by myself) I spied a groundhog scurring underneath my home. In the eighteen months I have lived here a skunk, a possum litter, and now a groundhog have been my roomies. If you didn't know already, I live in a thirty-five year old trailer. From the outside it is the sort of place your parents warned you to stay very far away from. Most would probably assume a child molestor or serial killer abides here. Depending on how well you know me, that assumption may not be terribly far off. Anyway, at least there is an upside to this living situation . I pay no rent or utilities and have free acess to the fridge next door. I guess having an overabundance of food and free housing does compensate for living with the locale wildlife in dirty old man's dream house/child dungeon.
Anyway all this thinking about child molesters, furry rodents, and trailers brought to mind my Fraternity pledging experience. Since devling into that topic could bring up painful, perhaps criminally incriminating memories instead I am going to end today's post with a new feature. Henceforth every Saturday I will conclude with a quote in lieu of my usual "go to hell" Everyone is welcome and encouraged to leave a quote in the comment box whether it be their own tidbits of wisdom or from someone else. Please give proper credit whenever possible, especially when it is something brilliant you have overheard me say.
todays useful quote
A man can sleep around, no questions asked, but if a woman makes nineteen or twenty mistakes she's a tramp.
(Joan Rivers (1935 - )
Anyway all this thinking about child molesters, furry rodents, and trailers brought to mind my Fraternity pledging experience. Since devling into that topic could bring up painful, perhaps criminally incriminating memories instead I am going to end today's post with a new feature. Henceforth every Saturday I will conclude with a quote in lieu of my usual "go to hell" Everyone is welcome and encouraged to leave a quote in the comment box whether it be their own tidbits of wisdom or from someone else. Please give proper credit whenever possible, especially when it is something brilliant you have overheard me say.
todays useful quote
A man can sleep around, no questions asked, but if a woman makes nineteen or twenty mistakes she's a tramp.
(Joan Rivers (1935 - )
Friday, May 23, 2003
Another fun filled weekend that will ultimately end with me ordering a pizza and watching late night horror flicks. I am really getting fat. I took a picture today and was horrified to see Quasimotto staring back. My rapid descent into morbid obesity has become an obstacle. You see I am getting really lonely and find myself staring off into space dreaming of being held by a non-hairy woman. So I am a hopeless romantic or just really hard up for a piece of puntang. Either way my basketball head and Volkswagonesque ass is preventing a healthy dating life. In fact I have no prospects at the current time. Now some of you would point out that my pleasant disposition and vivacious personality should suffice in attracting a women. Obviously you folks are assholes who think themselves funny. At best I am an introvert, and at worst a delusional narcissist. Basically not the guy you take home to see the parents, though possibly the guy who cuts the parents lawn.
Anyway fat-ass here is off to watch a B grade horror film
have a great weekend
no, scratch that
and
go to hell
Anyway fat-ass here is off to watch a B grade horror film
have a great weekend
no, scratch that
and
go to hell
Thursday, May 22, 2003
I hate menial work, as it goes against my delicate sensibilities. Also, it seems my hate extends to those who work at these plebian jobs. Apprently those who make minimum wage are unhappy with their shitty lot in life. Since they are making so little money in such piss ass-backwards vocation these pug faced monkeys believe it is their right to do a lackluster job. The fast food industry is a perfect example. First disregard the 16-18 year old worker, who by definition does a bad job due to their acne puss seeping into their brains. Yet, everyone else at these establishments, including the management, take it upon themselves to disregard orders, give extremely poor customer service and frequently containment the food ( i.e. spitting, defecting, stirring the soup with the penis. all true verified examples). I owe a good bit of my girth to the fast food industry, so one could call me an expert in this field, at least from the customer perspective. I performed an experiment this week, which consisted of eating two meals a day at various fast food locales and seeing how often they delivered my order correctly. Eight trips and five orders wrong later I have concluded that anyone over 18 years of age working in a McDonalds, Wendys, Burger King etc. should be shot in the head. Now let me clarify what I mean by shot. They need to take a loaded 12 gauge shotgun put the barrel in their mouth point at the 60 degree angel and pull the trigger. There is virtually no chance of survival and even those who do will be hooked up a ventelation machine wearing Depends for the rest of their lives. Either way it works out best for everyone involved.
if you have a problem with today's apt assessment
you are a walking, talking example of why we have birth control
and you should
go to hell
if you have a problem with today's apt assessment
you are a walking, talking example of why we have birth control
and you should
go to hell
Wednesday, May 21, 2003
Not much to talk about today. I am physically and mentally exhausted from last night. Though I would like to comment on the folks who are using my comments to comment to one another. From this point on please direct all comments to me. I am getting jealous of the love that Travis is getting here on my site. Feel free to give him love here.
so have a nice day
and
go to hell
so have a nice day
and
go to hell
Tuesday, May 20, 2003
Buffy is over. Seven years I have enjoyed this show and now it is officially done. As with any good story the ending left more questions then answers and thank God it allowed for numerous spin-off possibilities. However, there will never be another Buffy Summers. Sarah Michelle Gellar played a character whose very existence was laughable but nonetheless made it work. Whether she was killing a vampire, talking with friends or suffering from simple teenage angst the character seemed real. In fact the entire cast, from bit players, to the core three of AH, NB, and SMG were able to create a believable story. There is no higher compliment to offer a story be it book, TV. show, or movie then to say I empathized with the characters and even grew to love them. I loved this show and am not ashamed to admit relating to a story about an ex-cheerleader turned vampire slayer. It was, is and always will be an incredible story.
Thank you Miss Summers
It was a wonderful run
your fan,
bob
btw if you didn't like Buffy and/or think the above post is stupid
GO TO HELL AND EXPECTED TO BE FLOGGED BY A LEGION OF TWO TONGUED ALBINO SEA MONKIES
Thank you Miss Summers
It was a wonderful run
your fan,
bob
btw if you didn't like Buffy and/or think the above post is stupid
GO TO HELL AND EXPECTED TO BE FLOGGED BY A LEGION OF TWO TONGUED ALBINO SEA MONKIES
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