Farkin' Links Vol. 153 9/26

I hope you all had a nice weekend...mine was pretty good, although my liver would probably object. All I can say about my birthday is that Soju is the devil's brew and is completely evil. Drink it at your own peril. Just ask Jack...or Fire Prince...or Jerry...or Marlon...

After waking up from a nap on Sunday, I realized that my basketball game was going to start in 10 minutes. Shaking the cobwebs from my head and grabbing my gear, I made it to the game with only a minute expired in the game...unfortunately, I noticed there were only 4 players from my team on the court. It seemed that I was number 5, so we had to go ironman and play the whole game with no subs. I thought many unmentionable phrases in my head as we were expecting to have seven bodies there this weekend. Instead, we were screwed. The one good thing about this game is that we were playing what is probably the second crappiest team in the league, besides B's team from last week. Fortune has smiled upon our schedule by letting us play the stinky teams while we're still missing our two best players. I'm not exactly sure how we pulled a victory out in this game, but it happened. I think the best way to put it is that the slightly less crappy team won. People would have been changing the channel to watch I Love Lucy had they watched this ugly game, but at least we came away with another win in the column.

"Drinking makes such fools of people, and people are such fools to begin with, that it's compounding a felony."
--Robert Benchley


Damn...I was so ready to buy this team jersey and send it to Uriel in Iraq. That would have been the greatest gift ever.

Wow, that's one powerful hurricane. I just don't know if it was the drink or the wind and rain kind.

Whoa...this guy really needs to either change his name, or his profession. Dr. Dick Chopp? Not good...not good at all.

This is what pacifism brings you...a good, old fashioned, ass whuppin'. Ads not safe for work.

Hehe, the power of LEGO! This one's for Moody...and no, I don't think you can buy him in a head shop.

Awww...it's a touching sports story about a dying boy's last wish...how the heck did this get in my links?

Ooooohhhh...I think he ripped his sac. Ads not safe for work.

This is an interesting read; as opposed to listing the "best" or the "worst" albums of the 90s, this is the least essential. I don't know why he was so hard of MC Skat Kat though...

I guess these bikers thought they were on Harley's or something. Still, take that, copper!

That's...an interesting wedding dress. She looks like Shera, Princess of Power.

This is good to note for my trip to Germany next year. By then, the cops will not be able to catch me. They've probably watched one too many Dukes of Hazzard episodes.

Compared to other countries, our politicians are just plain boring. Hopefully, it stays that way.

That's one thin building...the Chinese are even weird in other countries.

Stone skimming's a sport? I suppose it's right up there with Rock, Paper, Scissors, Magic: The Gathering tournaments, and women's basketball.

I think this is a case of, "You break it, you bought it." Well, my first car wasn't in much better condition anyways.

This is a case of political correctness going too far. I don't have a problem with people with handicaps playing sports...but I'm pretty sure you need legs to be useful on a football field.