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Just on a mental vacation. Actually I’m still a little drained from partying in Las Vegas last weekend. If you’ve never been there before then always remember to calculate into your schedule that: 2 days in Vegas = 5 days of physical recovery. I was dehydrated and exhausted every single day for 5 days after leaving Vegas. Crazy shit. I’ll write more in another entry later.
I’ve received a few emails from peeps asking if I was dead so I thought I’d take time out to say that I’m not. I’ll start writing more soon but for now I’m going to leave you with a few funnies.
A successful redneck marriage

United States redneck special forces
The pentagon announced today the formation of a new 500-man elite fighting unit called the United States Redneck Special Forces These Alabama, Arkansas, Georgia, Kentucky, Mississippi, Missouri, North & South Carolina, Oklahama, Tennessee and Texas boys will be dropped off into Iraq and have been given only the following facts about terrorists:
1. The season opened today.
2. There is no limit.
3. They taste just like chicken.
4. They don’t like beer, pickups, country music, or Jesus.
5. They are DIRECTLY RESPONSIBLE for the death of Dale Earnhardt.
We expect the problem in Iraq to be over by Friday…………
Bartender
A man enters a bar and orders a drink. The bar has a robot bartender
working behind the counter.
The robot serves him a perfectly prepared cocktail, and then asks him,
“What’s your IQ, sir?”
The man replies, “150″ and the robot proceeds to make conversation
about global warming factors,
quantum physics and spirituality, biomimicry, environmental
interconnectedness, string theory,
nanotechnology, and the inaccuracies in The DaVinci Code.
The customer is very impressed and thinks, “This is really cool. I
wonder if it works every time?”
He decides to test the robot. He walks out of the bar, turns around,
and comes back in for another
drink. Again, the robot serves him the perfectly prepared drink and
asks him, “What’s your IQ?”
The man responds, “About a 100.”
Immediately the robot starts talking, but this time, about football,
NASCAR, baseball, supermodels,
favorite fast foods, guns, and women’s body parts.
Really impressed, the man leaves the bar and decides to give the robot
one more test. He heads out
and returns, the robot serves him and asks, “What’s your IQ?”
The man replies, “Er, about 50, I think.”
And the robot says….real slow,
“So….. is… your… party… gonna… nominate… Hillary… for..
president ???
(thanks Tim for the jokes)