oh how cute hes being just like uncle-grampa (F N REDNECKS)
Posted by: bobb
Tell that bitch to go make me some blueberry pancakes!
Posted by: Justus
See, Brittany and K-fed’s baby is JUST FIIIIINE…
Posted by: sweepea
Damn, I told my mom to stop handing out my baby photos.
Posted by: Jeremy
and unto the world, a baby Lazlo was born.
Posted by: Lazlo
Archive for April 2006
Caption This!
Drafts On Drafts Day II: The Liveblog
12:30am – So here is the deal, over the course of the first day of the draft (starting at midnight New York Time) I Lazlo, along with some much needed help from Lou, Rex, S.O Mac and maybe if Bill puts his fucking shirt on and gets the fuck out of the garage, will drink an entire 15 Gallon Keg of Coors Light. Why? Well for starters, we are drunks. It is who we are and what we do. This is our chosen lifestyle and we intend to push it to the limits of the Universe. Or at least to the limits of the 90016 Zip Code. Second of all, I love the draft. It is the pinnacle of drunken know-it-all fan days. We planned and schemed for exactly how to handle the task at hand but considering the Reggie Bush fiasco, I may just toss the game plan out the window and go commando. At current time both Lou and are on our first beer and we are watching ESPN and the NFL Network with the kind of anticipation that is usually reserved for Tara Reid’s trip to the VD clinic.
Like a wise man once said, CRANK IT UP FUCKERS
How To Kill A Keg: Part Deuce
Hear Ye Hear Ye, Keep your stations tuned in to www.SorryIGotDrunk.com 12:00 Eastern Tizime (9:00AM Pacific Standard Tizime) this Saturday morning.
Los Sorryo De La yo Drunko… PRESENTS
THE 2ND ANNUAL DRAFTS ON DRAFT DAY
That’s right Kiddos and Kiddettes, it is New Years, Christmas, Halloween and Proctology Exam Day all wrapped up into one tightly pounded fist fuck. It is that glorious day known as the NFL Draft MOFO. For those of you drunk enough to recall, Lazlo live blogs the NFL draft in a way that only true crack house regulars can appreciate. You see, sports are mostly about white men who have no athletic talent overcompensating for the fact that they have not athletic talent by drunkenly shouting at the top of their hopps-laden lungs at how much more they know about things that they could not do even with enough PCP in their systems to make Rodney King the winner of that video tape. God Bless America.
With this logic, I claim that draft day is the sports fan drunks “Oh Shit is that my finger up my ass” drunken wet dream. You see, on this most glorious of days, everyone (see LAZLO) is a genius. And no goddamn professional talent evaluator who gets paid millions of dollars because he has a proven track record of knowing what the fuck he is talking about is going tell us different. This day we all are champs. Shit, even in Vegas has my beloved Bears at 100 to 1 odds. Game on.
So, what do we here at SorryIGotDrunk.com do in honor of this great day? Well, you stupid fuck; we drink and drink and drink. Then after that is over and we con Rex into buying some blow, we drink some more.
So here is the deal, Me, Lou, Rex, S.O Mac and Bill are going to drink and entire Keg of beer while watching the NFL draft. We may die, we may pass out and we may end up shitting ourselves but one thing is for sure… we are all full of drunken shit.
So in remembrance of my first foray into the world drunken journalism, we are gonna give you the gulp by gulp starting this Saturday at Noon East Coast Cocktail Time (9AM for those of you crack head West Coasters) I leave you with this. Tell your mom I loved her and let them games begin you sober ass bitch. Let’s get ready to rumble…
PreView Reviews: Let’s Roll (Not)
RV & United 93 – Two movies. Two disasters. I really think that’s all I should say about them right now. I could probably compare Robin Williams to Osama Bin Laden but I’m too tired, too drunk and I need to get some rest for this weekend.. (See Above).
9 Drinks to Enjoy
April’s Hangover: A Commitment To Lunacy
Man, oh man.. what a month it has been for the ole Louster. A few weeks back found me and Rex up in the middle of the night/morning hurling lemons at pigeons who decided to hang out on my roof. I managed to hit the neighbor’s house twice. Rex managed to throw one point blank at the big picture window at the front of the house, the screen ripping it into shreds, but somehow not breaking the window.
Another weekend found Rex and I tooling around town looking for ladies.. where all we ended up with was a bunch of drinks and crack. You know, a regular Saturday night. I did manage to snag the pic above in a parking lot as we bought some more booze. I think it was it this point I made a commitment to get some more scotch.
Caption This!
“I vant to suck your blood!”
Yes the dead live….
Posted by: Carl
Let’s all drink to Janice’s 87th Spring Break!
Posted by: sweepea
San Dimas Highschool Football Rules!
(Bill & Ted’s)
Posted by: Justus
Man, Parker Posey looks like shit
Posted by: Lazlo
Cuz I’m the Cryptkeeper …biatch!
Posted by: janedoh
..on a side note…they say your hands show your ‘true age’. Janice has hands like my 95 year-old gramma.
Posted by: janedoh
Justus’ Video Of The Day
At least he’s recycling, right?
Humpday Hotties: Charlize Theron
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Not That I Condone Drunk Driving…
…But I totally condone drunk driving. This kind.
