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Pardon us, but you're missing out on Jim and Bonny, motherf*ckers.

by Adam & Lara on 11/09/10

Oh, we're sorry! Have we not been shoving your simpleton knob-humping minds with enough blog posts lately? Have you been forced to seek alternate means of entertainment, such as The Youtubes, Twitterpedia and Fantasy Foosball? Well we'd really like to apologize, butt nuggets.

You see, we've been extremely busy quitting our jobs so that we can hang out with Jim and Bonny Saraceno. And now they're here. And you're not, motherf*ckers. Also you're ugly.

In the foreground: Jim and Bonny. In the background: glacial fjords. Staring at the computer screen: a bunch of worthless pee-drinking stupidfaces who aren't in New Zealand.

Actually, if one didn't know that Jim and Bonny were in town, they'd probably conclude that Adam and Lara's lives are falling to shambles. Since they got here we've quit our jobs and left our home, and our drinking is up 40%.

We'll let you guess which one of these people is retired.

Anyway, we're in the town of Fox on the West Coast and we're going to go hiking around some f*cking glaciers tomorrow. No big deal, I'm sure you're going to go enjoy a beautiful, rare and rapidly depleting natural wonder tomorrow as well. You're probably bad at sports, by the way.

We parked the Steema someplace safe and rented a nicer car so we won't look like tourists.

Long story short - we're busy farting around (literally) with Jim and Bonny, internets is expensive so we won't be writing much, and you all are a bunch of big fat anus-headed goblins (goblins, but instead of goblin heads you have anuses for heads).

Comments (4)

1. Brad said on 11/11/10 - 07:56AM

Insults in lieu of actual material? You are nothing more than the Andrew Dice Clay of blogs.

2. brooke said on 11/13/10 - 01:53PM

dear jim and bonny, please adopt me. love brooke

3. Adam's Childhood Psychoanalyst said on 11/19/10 - 01:27PM

Adam's consistent desire to insult his readership stems from a childhood saturated in ridicule from his peers for being "special", "overly interested in pants", and "willing to do anything for beef jerky". There is no doubt in my sharp, analytical mind that his latitudinal escape, chronicled here, is nothing but a metaphorical fantasy acted out in the last throes of his adolescent whimsy to finally prove to himself (and his childhood friend, "Mr. Finger") that he is in fact NOT a collection of alien bacteria shaped in human form and sent from Planet Magnet School (a highly unionized extrasolar planet several light years away and accessible only by space taxi) to infect his peers with four times the half-jokes as humanly possible.

4. Bonny said on 11/20/10 - 06:01AM

Yeah, ditto to what that childhood psychoanalyst said in the previous comment...

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1.	Brad said on 11/11/10 - 07:56AM
	Insults in lieu of actual material? You are nothing more than the Andrew Dice Clay of blogs.
2.	brooke said on 11/13/10 - 01:53PM
	dear jim and bonny, please adopt me. love brooke
3.	Adam's Childhood Psychoanalyst said on 11/19/10 - 01:27PM
	Adam's consistent desire to insult his readership stems from a childhood saturated in ridicule from his peers for being "special", "overly interested in pants", and "willing to do anything for beef jerky". There is no doubt in my sharp, analytical mind that his latitudinal escape, chronicled here, is nothing but a metaphorical fantasy acted out in the last throes of his adolescent whimsy to finally prove to himself (and his childhood friend, "Mr. Finger") that he is in fact NOT a collection of alien bacteria shaped in human form and sent from Planet Magnet School (a highly unionized extrasolar planet several light years away and accessible only by space taxi) to infect his peers with four times the half-jokes as humanly possible.
4.	Bonny said on 11/20/10 - 06:01AM
	Yeah, ditto to what that childhood psychoanalyst said in the previous comment...