Monday, May 08, 2006

05.08.06


Sadie!!! Crawl into this little takeout box and show mommy how well you can bring out the flavor of these snow peas.
Good dog!

FYI- The Ladyfox was a proud patron until the very end, and I lovingly refered to it as the "Locust."

Friday, May 05, 2006

05.05.06


Either you’re a Mexican or a Mexican’t. This here is a Mexican't.
And no matter how many gallons of tequila he drinks, he will always be a Mexican't.
¡Lo siento SeƱor!

Thursday, May 04, 2006

05.04.06


This one time I met a Hobo who shopped at Banana Republic and said that knapsacks were for posers.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

05.03.06


Yeah, but does it come in grey?

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

05.02.06


A Helpful Hint from the Silverfox:
"Spring is a great time to organize your booze."

Monday, May 01, 2006

05.01.06


It’s a river… a river of raw sewage.
To see more men in skirts being “extreme” in poo-water go here.

Friday, April 28, 2006

04.28.06


“Mother, put on your shawl and grab the cart, I do believe a little roof-raising is in order.”

Thursday, April 27, 2006

04.27.06


Take off, you hoser! Eh!

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

04.26.06


A beacon of light for wayward tractors.
Return with honor y'all!

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

04.25.06


For a party animal, like myself, a good time is typically only four parking stalls and 18 wheels away. But seriously, fun follows me like stank on a fart.

Monday, April 24, 2006

04.24.06


Health insurance & helmets are required, and NO inverted aerial maneuvers! Capeshe?
For the wee thrashers who asked if I could post their rides, go here and here.

Friday, April 21, 2006

04.21.06


Toot! Toot! It's the weekend!

Thursday, April 20, 2006

04.20.06


POP QUIZ!
The FOP for today is...
    A) one way to woo me.
    B) totally gay.
    C) Both A & B
It's been brought to my attention that this is the fourth flower picture this month alone... NO MORE FLOWERS FOR APRIL!

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

04.19.06


"Yeah doggs, if it weren’t for the Howard the Duck 2 movie junket, I totally would’ve had the Aflac gig."

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

04.18.06


I present to you, sixteen dozen ways to catch the bird flu.

04.18.06 Daily Double!


"Hey Peter, man, check out channel 9, it's the breast exams."*

*That's DMo rocking the handlebars like nobody's business.

Monday, April 17, 2006

04.17.06


In case you forgot what spring is SUPPOSED to look like.

Friday, April 14, 2006

04.14.06


I hope your Easter is full of neon window paintings, giant inflatable purple gorillas and low interest rates.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

04.13.06


Trans Fat Soup with Spring Onion Garnish
”If you can’t ingest 2lbs of straight unsalted dairy cream butter in one sitting, you don’t deserve to eat. Lightweight.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

04.12.06


“Orb of Liquor. Cornflower Formica. The Silverfox.”

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

04.11.06


"Guys, its going to suck when Kentucky Fried Chicken gets invented."

Monday, April 10, 2006

04.10.06


Proposed (and not necessarily rejected) taglines for aforepictured firm:
1. Suing is like Tara Reid. It’s Just (sniff) That easy.
2. One call, a dime bag and three hookers, that’s all.
3. If it were me, and I wasn’t busy drinking, I’d call me.
4. Give experience a try… um I forgot what comes next.
Hey, is my forehead sunburned?
How did this Cheeto dust get on my briefs?

Friday, April 07, 2006

04.07.06


Sloppy joe.
Slop, sloppy joe.
Sloppy joe.
Slop, sloppy joe.
In Lunch Lady Land, your dreams come true!!
Hogies and grinders.
Hogies and grinders.
Hogies and grinders.
Navy Beans.
Navy Beans.
Navy Beans.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

04.06.06


Dear Nature, Keeper of the Skies, Al Roker, Whoever-
The whole juxtaposition of the snow and flowers… that’s some brilliant stuff. No really, I’m not just saying that. It’s the 34 degrees that's really harshin’ my buzz here. Um, it’s April 6th, how ‘bout trying that whole sunshine thing you do so well.
Regards,
FOCP

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

04.05.06



Purple haze.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

04.04.06


That homegirl be WHACK!
She need to ring up M.C. Hammer and let him know she been stealin’ his moves. I hate it when these no-rhythm-club-hos git all up in my grill.

Monday, April 03, 2006

04.03.06


“Pretty Bird! Pretty Bird! SQUWAAK!
Polly want a crac… Hey is that booze?”

Friday, March 31, 2006

03.31.06


I have voyeuristic tendencies. Maybe, if you take your significant other out tonight, I’ll take YOUR picture!

Thursday, March 30, 2006

03.30.06


I’m BLUE da ba dee da ba die...
But really, when I looked at this I thought I had cracked the lens of the camera.

”What the crap is it?" you may be asking yourself: The top part is the cover to the ski lift. The middle is the sky. The white part is the mountain (Note the flourescent orange boundary ropes.) that seamlessly fades into the roof of the ski lift shack, where the lifties take turns with the hookah. Mystery solved. Good day!

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

03.29.06


Sure, eternal salvation is enticing,
but it’s the sacramental wine that motivates me.

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

03.28.06


It's electric!
Boogie-woogie... woogie.

Monday, March 27, 2006

03.27.06


The number of fish in the sea was reduced by one over the weekend.
Sorry boys.

Friday, March 24, 2006

03.24.06


Pssst!
This is where they keep the Wu-Tang Secrets.

Thursday, March 23, 2006

03.23.06


I didn’t want to be the one to tell you...
but I've been looking around, and what this internet needs is more booze.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

03.22.06


The advancements in TDS (Toothpick Delivery Systems) never cease to amaze me.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

03.21.06


“Aw jeeze guys! So this really isn’t a 'come dressed as your favorite French dictator' party?”*

*Disclaimers:
1) No, I don’t know who this is, why he is dressed that way or if he was invited.
2) Yes, it is totally out of character for me to be at a place where social interaction is taking place, it won’t happen again.

Monday, March 20, 2006

03.20.06



Apocalypse, State Street.

Friday, March 17, 2006

03.17.06


Being a respectable Irish-American (that I am) requires an unyielding commitment to tradition and firm resolve to uphold the values that have been handed down through the ages. Last year, for instance, I shaved a leprechaun’s back.

Thursday, March 16, 2006

03.16.06


Hidden in my GoreTex bunker amidst some of the most treacherous and frigid terrain known to man, the elusive trophy-wife restlessly waits for her sugar-daddy to return. He has undoubtedly spent his day hunting for fresh flesh to satisfy adulterous desires. I watch in awe, as the arm-candy meticulously applies a double coat of mascara to her already accentuated lashes and grooms her silky auburn plumage. She is entirely oblivious to my impending attack. I have no fear of losing my life. If I have to save a koala or a kangaroo or a squirrel, or a raccoon or, uh… a cat, from contributing to a fashion catastrophe, I will.
 
Crikey!!!

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

03.15.06


It's tough maintaining the 1957 Motor Trend Car of the Year.
Good call on the tarp.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

03.14.06


Totally worth the wait.
All that you thought it would be and MORE, no doubt.

• • • • • •

FOCP Friends,

I know you were anxiously awaiting today's post. Unfortunately I am having issues uploading today's picture.
In all actuality, it totally blows monkies and your probably better off having not seen it.

-Management

Monday, March 13, 2006

03.13.06


Emeril Lagasse & Martha Stewart can kiss Javiero's grits!

Friday, March 10, 2006

03.10.06


This post is dedicated to:
  • Whatever erased my hard drive.
  • The officer who gave me a ticket for going 40 in a 35.
  • A $56 oil change.
  • The person who taped a “non-confrontational” note to my car.
  • Whoever called me to jury duty.*

  • I'm going to eat 37 cupcakes this weekend

    *For those of you who are wondering: You can’t have your jury duty money count against your speeding ticket fine… Believe me, I tried

    Thursday, March 09, 2006

    03.09.06


    ¡Ay, naranjas en la cabeza!

    Wednesday, March 08, 2006

    03.08.06


    I'd like you to meet Mr. Boooooogers!
    But really, get this guy some Kleenex and a brush.

    To put things in perspective: His nostrils are about a half-inch smaller than Scotty Pippen's.

    Tuesday, March 07, 2006

    03.07.06


    Puzzlement:
    Do you ever wonder what happens if the crane guy has to piddle?
    I do.

    (Obviously the walkway is out of the question. BaDumpBum! Ching!)

    Monday, March 06, 2006

    03.06.06


    An Open Letter to Heroin Users in My Building:

    To Whom It May Concern:

    I don’t mean to sound ungrateful, but could you please refrain from leaving your dirty rigs on my porch. If you don't mind, I'd prefer to slam NEW ones.

    Thanks,
    FOCP

    Friday, March 03, 2006

    03.03.06


    Umm...
    Hello.
    Kitty?

    Thursday, March 02, 2006

    Wednesday, March 01, 2006

    03.01.06


    "Hello, mother. I come bearing a gift. I'll give you a hint. It's in my diaper and it's not a toaster."