Showing posts with label fight. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fight. Show all posts

Monday, February 18, 2008

Optimus Prime is Apparently Obsessed with Murder... Cannot Recall What Ensues

Apparently, my subconscious that reveals itself only when the conscious is too inebriated to function is obsessed with murder. I don't think that this is much of a surprise (not to me at least) but it makes for... shall we say "entertaining" inter-personal interactions.
Take, for example, last night, when a game of beer pong that I was watching went into overtime. As most people know, you just set up a new rack of 3 cups and play from there. Well, that was not quite to my liking, and I had an alternate solution.

Optimus Prime: "Well there's only one way to settle this."
Everyone else: Vacant expressions and looks of "Duh... overtime."
Optimus prime (oblivious) "Murder fight!"

I'm still not 100% sure what a murder fight IS, per-se, but it certainly has a nice ring to it.
Needless to say, my relatively sound advice was overlooked. Not to be dissuaded, I found other ways to occupy myself with murder. For example, making simple rhyming couplets and putting them to music (in my head): "Punch, fight, kill, bite."
Apparently I also sent out an unknown quantity of text messages that said, simply: "Murder murder murder."
If and when the recipient chose to reply, I sent back a simple "Murder" and apparently that sufficed.

Anyways, thanks to the effects of anterograde amnesia, I can't remember much else, more specifically if I actually did satiate my apparent bloodlust.

What I do know is that I stole a fork and lost my jacket.

Oh, I guess I'll also take this time to introduce the "new" OPID.
Basically you (the reader) gets a new post from a new author everyday. Mondays are mine (obviously), Tuesday's Lazer's, Wednesday Codes, Thursday Mander, Friday The King, and Saturday Adolfo.
Sunday is (for now) a free day, where anyone - or possibly no one - will post. However, sometime in the future we plan on hosting Two Y Chromosomes on Sundays, the much anticipated, probably over-hyped OPID-affiliate web-comic, which is, by the way, authored by Lazer and illustrated by myself.
That's all for now, look forward to new stuff from Lazer tomorrow.

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Buying things is great.

I love buying stuff.
Today I bought Catch 22 Live, Washed Up and Through the Ringer, and Keasbey Nights vol. 1. That's right, I completed my Catch 22 collection via Amazon.Com for less than $20, all told.

In the past month I have bought:

I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell by Tucker Max
The Alphabet of Manliness by Maddox
The Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster by Bobby Henderson
A 3-foot long Nerf gun, complete with scope, 2 reloadable clips of 6 dart clips, bipedal stand for better accuracy, and not to mention it breaks into 2 smaller guns for those tight situations.
20 darts for aforementioned 3-foot long Nerf gun (the Longshot CS-6, for you fanatics)
110 darts for my old nerf gun (a maverick, one of the old ones, blue & yellow)
A White Ninja T-Shirt (white ninja is a crazy cat lady)
A Tree-Brains t-shirt (it's the theoretical rock band I'm in... see TheSneeze for more info)
4 8x10 art prints: 1 of the droogs sipping milkplus (from A Clockwork Orange); 1 of Tyler Durden holding a bar of soap (from Fight Club); a Warhol print of two revolvers; an old French Ad for absinthe
A magnum .45 belt buckle
Annnnddd... assorted school supplies.

Money is great. I love having a bank card...