Archive for the ‘Talking Shit’ Category

EXPANDING ONE’s ENDZONE…

Sunday, December 30th, 2007

pipavir

Watching the historic Patriots versus Giants tilt last night with the ladies was an interesting affair. The ladies were amazed at all the different commercials for beer and also erectile dysfunction medication. Women, being smarter than us, pointed out that if men didn’t consume so much beer in the first place they prah’lee wouldn’t end up needing E.D. pills when they wanted to “put in some work”.

That’s the biggest problem with women. They use logic for shit. If we men used logic do you think the planet would be ticking as loudly on its current doomsday clock? Do you think the U.S. would be at war with everyone? Hell, do you think G DUBBZ would even be president? Hell nahh. The ladies then raised a serious point. With all of these pills to aid the pitcher (no ROGER CLEMENS), why aren’t there any medications to help the catchers? Hmmm? The ladies do have a point there.

Like with anything nowadays that corporations want to sell to people, it doesn’t matter so much what product or service they deliver, as much as the marketable name of that product or service. Consumers are far too savvy to accept anything from ACME Mfg Co. anymore. Only Wile E. Coyote fucks with that shit. American consumers want products with sexy marketing campaigns and punchy slogans and product names.

The easy part for us was in developing the pills that allow catchers to shine (no MIKE PIAZZA). The hard part (puns always intended at DP Dot Com) was coming up with a product name and tagline to help us sell this crap. Here is a look at some of the proposed product names…

Vidalis – GORE VIDAL was a well documented catcher. Be like him.

Chutamine – Keeping the chute free and clear.

Rectalia – Too obvious. Wal-Mart pharmacies won’t carry it, but the Canadian black market that supplies heartland America is BOOMING.

Colonase – This one was rejected for the above reasons and also because it started to sound like Colonease, and then Colonize…

Bhungolitane. – Nahhh.

Tailpipex – We felt like we were onto something, plus it was after midnight and we were all drunk.

Then the muse came down to us…

PIPAVIR

Help your tight end catch more balls.

Glaxxo SmithKline!?! Get on this, stat.

pipavir

KELLOGGS = They’re Grrrrrrrrr-Rapists…

Tuesday, December 11th, 2007

jamie jones

I think I told you that Kelloggs was run by a bunch of racists. Looks like their rapists too…

Victim: Gang-Rape Cover-Up by U.S., Halliburton/KBR

How the fuck do you expect the people in Iraq to not get their shit shot the fuck up by American “contractors” when these same contractors are busy raping their own countrymen?

After months of gangraping all of those curry cunts can you imagine how tasty this sweet morsel of white meat must have looked to those American patriots?

The rape kit that was administered after the attack on this young white tail showed evidence of vaginal and anal rape. Holy KOBE BRYANT! Good thing that the doctors from Kellogg, Brown and Root made that rape kit disappear faster than DANIEL PEARL. Who knows how many of those “contractors” stuck their manhood inside of her poopchute?

The sickest part of this story isn’t even the coverup that the U.S. State Department has participated in along with KBR and their parent company Halliburton, but the fact that the victim has started a not-for-profit counseling agency for all the workers that are returning back to America after being raped and sexually assaulted while working for American countries in the Middle East.

People are coming home from Iraq all fucked the fuck up in every way imaginable. Bodies, minds and spirits broken into a million tiny little pieces.

DP Dot Com And The Magic Doo Doo Blanket…

Sunday, November 25th, 2007

feces

Reese’s feces

I know you’ve all been missing the DP Dot Com scatological musings. I have too. Today’s shitty talk will actually benefit you, the reader, because I will discuss a fantastic technique for the removal of feces from your water closet, or as they are popularly termed – toilet bowl.

The American diet consists of such a variety of foodstuffs that most of our waste is typically texturally inconsistent. Solid ropes of excrement are few and far between for many Americans and the fetid remains can be seen clinging to the walls of their water closets.

How do you insure that the shit you take, er, leave, exits your commode accomodations entirely after you flush? The magic doo doo blanket is the answer to that question.

The magic doo doo blanket is neither magic, nor is it an actual blanket per se. Instead it is simply a few plys of domestic toilet paper laid along the wall of your toilet where you imagine that your fecal deposit will land. The toilet paper acts as a lining that then transports your waste from the toilet upon release of the flush handle.

feces

Witness how unencumbered the sides of the DP Dot Com toilet are. Also peep the partial cherry skin in the center. Those cherries were good that day, but that shit was even more refreshing.

Thanks to the magic doo doo blanket the image of my cherry skin-laden shit log is only a memory, as it should be. Bring the fun back into number two’s with a magic doo doo blanket. You know you want to.