11/22/10

Occasionally good ideas from yours truly

I occasionally have good ideas.

Usually it's about one good idea per month. If I'm on more of a hot streak it's one good idea per week. If I'm like white dry ice liquid fire then it might even be one per day.

Lately I've been on a cold streak to end all cold streaks. No good ideas, none at all. I even thought it was a good idea to start Davone Bess on my fantasy team this week, case in point.

Until now.

This morning I thought of an amazing invention.

Fact: No one likes when their toilet clogs.

Imagine this: As you are using the toilet a senor measures the size, density, mass of whatever is in the toilet and alerts you a little bit before it clogs. You would know at that point to give a flush and all clogs would be averted.

So simple. So good.

Let's file this under...

...America- FUCK YEA!

Nothing is more patriotic than driving nuclear materials after you've slammed back a few cold ones! Just imagine if congress actually goes through with the ban I recently blogged about. If there's one thing that truck drivers do really well it's pour down energy drinks by day and booze by night. These beverages clearly fulfilled both desires at once. Where do we go from here?

Let's just end this post.

11/16/10

A test of how lazy Americans truly are

I see that the FDA is going to ban caffeinated alcohol drinks like Sparks and Four Loko. While there's no doubt that these drinks get you FUCKED THE FUCK UP they are probably also pretty dangerous for you so I understand the ban.

What I think is hilarious about this is that Congress, and probably rightly so, is banking on the fact that people looking for this mix of energy and an intoxicating depressant will be too lazy to mix a Red Bull and a shooter of vodka and instead, stick to just drinking caffeine or alcohol.

Other things people could, but under the hopes of this legislation, won't do will be:

-Mix Coca-Cola into a glass of Rum
-Mix coffee and whiskey together in honor of the Irish
-Pour Everclear into and then line the rim of a hooker's belly button with coke (not cola) and then take all of it TO THE FACE

Alright, I'm getting carried away. Back to being lazy...