Saturday, December 26, 2009

*Spoiler Warning* Sherlock Homes

Old Sherlock:


Watson: But Holmes how ever did you figure it out?

Holmes: Well you see it's elementary my dear boob headed companion, the killer is clearly Mrs. Pinkerton because of this set of incriminating evidence with which by highlighting I have simultaneously blown your and the reader's brains by the sheer force of awesome that is my deductive capability. Now run off while I make love to the dozens of Women waiting in line.


The pure genius of deductive reasoning

New Sherlock Homes Movie:

Watson: Oh fucktits, your breath stinks like hell have you been drinking again?

Holmes: Mumbles something about wanting to make love to Watson

Watson: Fuck! This is why I;m leaving this shit hole, you are always covered in shit, and being a generalfuck around asshole, Like that last time you pointed out that my mother had Breast Cancer. Very smooth asshole, it takes a real fucking genius to deduce that she had her boobs missing.

*Pigeon slams on window*
Holmes: Watson, a case has just landed in my lap, shall we take it up.




Watson: *glances at the incriminating papers Holmes is flashing in front of him* You're a fucking asshole


...later


Holmes: Fucktits Watson, we're at a cemetery, look at me while I lick this stone I found on the ground.

Watson: I'm pretty sure that's how you get syphilis...

Holmes: nonsense Watson (licks the face of a corpse in the morgue)

Watson: (throwing up on the evidence) Jesus ... would you please stop that.

Holmes: Alright Watson lets go fuck around while we wait for more evidence to fall on our heads, or I get you killed, whichever comes first.


End...

Lord Blackwood: Now with this technology which has yet to be invented for another good 300 years I will kill everyone with cyanide which I will then somehow use to rule the world.

Holmes: (laughing) black .. wood, ahahahha, dude what the fuck, you must have been bullied like hell as a kid.

Blackwood: (stares at feet)

Holmes: listen we all know how this movie will end so why don't you save us all the trouble and go die in a dramatic finale. I have some drinking to do.

...

Watson: Holmes wake the fuck up, you've been dreaming again. I'm leaving you for good this time, and stop molesting our dog. good bye.

The End!



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Friday, December 25, 2009

Merry Christmas Everyone!


Thursday, December 24, 2009

The 12th day of Christmas


I can't wait to open my presents tomorrow!!

I never thought I'd say this but....

Where is the TRAFFIC??!
Where is the RAIN??!!
Hellooow, CHRISTMAS, you there??

So first, I'm still wearing t-shirts, and the sun is shining, and the sea is blue and the weather is beautiful, and as weird as it seems, I don't want it to be!!!

To me, Christmas = Rain, lights, traaaaaaffffiiiiiiiiiiiiccccccc forever, especially the last few days...My favorite Christmas memories involve waiting for hours in a traffic jam trying to get gifts to friends' houses, or getting to grandpa's house, or fighting with the whole family while Christmas shopping, and this year there's just nothing of that!
As Luke pointed out, something really weird is happening!
I was driving today from Hamra to Achrafieh, dreading in advance what I thought would take 3 hours to reach ABC, but to my surprise got there in 10 min, didn't even have to wait in line to get into the parking!!! It's busier than that on any given Sunday!!!
What happened to all the people who were there two days ago??
Did everyone just assume that everyone else would be there and decide to avoid the whole thing??
And yea, what's up radio stations!!! hellooooo, I know I hate Mariah Carey, but still Christmas is not Christmas until I hear that nasal pretentious voice telling me all it wants for Christmas is me.

Maybe I shouldn't complain. But really, with dry clothes, traffic-less streets and no rush, it really doesn't feel like Christmas this year!

So Santa, as weird as it might seem, all I want for Christmas this year, is RAIN. and PEOPLE. AND CHRISTMAS CAROLS. and to feel like its actually CHRISTMAS!

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Don we now our gay apparel

I was driving home tonight and I noticed something very odd.

There was no traffic! It was 8pm and during my entire drive from Ain EL Mrayseh to I only slowed down once! And that was to wipe the blood off my wind-shield.

What's more  I couldn't find one decent Christmas song on the radio! To be fair I mainly listen to pop music and I don;t have any religious stations on my speed dial, but I found myself resorting to Nostalgie to  get a decent Christmas tune! NOSTALGIE!!! The frenchiest mc french french station around! What the hell you guys!

I guess it's clear that Christmas is on a downward spiral, many years from now your Children will be singing along to the sweet soothing tunes of Sean Paul and Lady Gaga. I'm glad I'll be old by then and I'll be able to molest all those little shits.


VAult video:
Results in google of looking up "Christmas gay"

The 11th day of Christmas


Tuesday, December 22, 2009

The tenth day of Christmas


They're getting better as the big day approaches!

Monday, December 21, 2009

The 9th day of Christmas



You get two because they are kinda lame

Sunday, December 20, 2009

The 8th day of christmas










Sweet sweet racism

Saturday, December 19, 2009

The 7th day of christmas