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Lady Gaga – Telephone (CHATROULETTE VERSION)

Not much to say to intro this one. Just watch and laugh.

Have a splendidly drunk weekend, kiddies.
-Lou

And Now I Give You: Trololo Cat

Like any single lady in her fifties, I’m a sucker for great cat videos and this one doesn’t disappoint.

In case you’re wondering where that wonderful song is from, I’ve embedded the original, kind of amazing video below the cut..
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The Cougar Town Glass of Wine

Guess Lazlo has been doing it right all these years after all…[ew.com via famish]

Now That’s Using Your Head: The Wooly Willy Table

I can’t imagine anyone not remembering good old Wooly Willy and the literally minutes and minutes of fun his magnetic beard and hair metal shavings would provide. Now, someone has managed to go and build a table out of him. And you can too. Go check out Intructables for the details.

Marriage Takes Balls

The day was Saturday. The place was Target. The wife and I were wandering the aisles aimlessly after being unable to find either of the things we came for. The entire trip was a bust. Yeah, we had managed to find her a tank top and me some clearance earbuds for the gym, but they just weren’t going to make up for the wasted trip.

As we perused the store, at this point more interested in finding the exit than continue to be disappointed by this “store,” it occurred to me that we were in the workout section and I had been internally entertaining the idea of getting us a workout ball for the house. Now, I know what you’re thinking. “What self respecting man buys an exercise ball?” Well, this guy does. And you might want to just move on if that’s too much for you to handle. It gets better.

Doing my usual cheapskate price comparisons I see that the Reebok brand ball is $30 while the cheaper Embark brand is only $9. Not a tough decision for what is essentially a big plastic inflatable pool toy, but one that was about to get even easier. Being that I’m a man of the New Millenium, I’m an avid watcher of Project Runway and now its companion show Models of the Runway. Say what you want, but most of those crazy, eccentric designers have more talent in their tiny, calloused pinky finger than pretty much every other reality show contestant combined. Oh, and there are half naked models. So there’s that.

Will we buy the ball? Why am I talking about Lifetime shows? Is this question rhetorical?

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Justus’ Drunk Quote of the Day

A man is never drunk if he can lay on the floor without holding on.

–Joe E. Lewis

Happy St. Patrick’s Day: Let’s Make Some Green Beer! UPDATED!

Today, we’re all Irish and you know what that means? We get to not eat potatoes?!? Nope. We get to be drunk, wear green and talk with ridiculous accents. Oh, and we get to drink green beer. So, without any further ado, let’s get to the recipe.

Pay close attention, this kind of intense, but I think you can do it if you pay close attention to detail.

Step 1: Add ONE drop of GREEN food coloring to a clear GLASS.

Step 2: Pour BEER into glass.

Step 3: Drink beer quickly while showing off its wonderful green hue to everyone who is drinking with you. (If alone, take a picture and put it up on Facebook showing all the people you went to high school with that you are a fancy pants who even when alone always does it right).**

Step 4: Repeat.

That’s it! Now, get to it. Let’s get working on those “I was a little too Irish yesterday” hangovers.

Note: Best for lighter colored beers although it will turn the head of a nice pint of Guinness green as well.

**So, I finally made it home, but not without stopping at the store and picking up some beer and some food coloring and we (the misses and me) are now presently drinking said beer.

So, Slàinte everybody. See you tomorrow.

Mahalo,

Lou

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Warrior Dash!!!

The unbelievable is happening.. Rex is turning 30 next month. Along with all these earthquakes, Corey Haim dying and other natural disasters I’m pretty sure that the Mayans were right and 2012′s apocalypse is just around the corner. All the more reason to do completely unreasonable things like run three miles, probably half drunk, in costume, through mud, fire and barbed wire with a few thousand other lunatics. Sounds like a pretty great Sunday to me.

Fire Leaping.. Mud Crawling.. Beer Drinking.. Free Warrior Helmet.. Seriously, how can you say no to that??

So if you live in Southern California and have any balls at all, I suggest you sign up. We’ll be running in the 1pm slot.  Do it.

More info over at WarriorDash.com.