09:04:2008 @ 11:21 AM

the night is calling, i have to go; the wolf is hungry, he runs the show

I don’t ask for a lot, Internet, but I survived a hurricane this week and you didn’t, so I think you kind of owe me: let’s all join forces to wish painful rectal cancer upon the people of Baton Rouge who are too fucking stupid to correctly treat downed traffic lights as four-way stops.

Remember, Internet: painful rectal cancer. The “painful” is key and should not be overlooked.

So it’s day four of no power and I’m feeling a little cranky.

“Really? I hadn’t noticed.”

I beat you to it! Now you’ll have to think of a different comment! In your fat faces!

My fear of shaving in the dark is really starting to butch up my overall appearance. Watch out, ladies.

Here are some videos from my neighborhood.

posted by Cindy Lou on 09:04:2008 @ 12:39 PM

Isn't the rule for downed traffic lights every man for himself? Oh wait, no, it's go as fast as you can and hope nobody hits you.

posted by Jack Smynde on 09:04:2008 @ 10:41 PM

Are you having to drink a lot of warm beer, you manly sexbeast?

posted by Kristin on 09:05:2008 @ 06:55 AM

I am sorry you are alone and in the dark. But I am looking forward to seeing you with a full beard, Santa Claus. Can I sit on your lap?

posted by HeyJoe on 09:05:2008 @ 06:11 PM

How did you know I had a fat face?

You know what they say about a man with a fat face don't you? That's right, he's a freakin' lard ass.

posted by Pinky on 09:06:2008 @ 02:55 PM

Quit crying you big baby! Oh and happy belated birthday!

posted by The Scoot on 09:06:2008 @ 05:00 PM

So, I guess the question I should ask you is obvious. Do you have natural gas service, and why don't you have a natural gas powered emergency generator?

They're like, three thousand bucks, and will make you the most popular dude in your neighbor hood.

posted by diesel on 09:09:2008 @ 10:10 AM

I think I need on of those generators. We don't get hurricanes, but I want to be ready when the zombies come.