Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Christmas Eve

Merry Christmas To All!

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Tis the season!!!!! I Think

Well once again we have found our way to the season to be merry. Lots of beer, wine and a countless other names of liquor that run through us without yielding. Tis time to rejoice and remember all the wonderful people we know and love ( well not all of them ) and to wish them a merry Christmas.So here is my list.
To the toad lord, aka md 20/20 king, gridjunkie, here's to all the races you will never win. You need to consider not running an OPEL in a car race. Second... stay out from under the bridges(the wine there may be tainted, and the good word i put in to A/B didn't work.
To SideWall Sally, aka el gringette, aka asdo, aka cheek pincher, aka donut thief. Lay off the sidewalls. It doesn't help the dental plan, nor the drivers tires. Stay off street corners.
I would leave a message for Earl, however I think I will wait for his appearance, I understand it will be soon.So to all others, have a great holiday season....

Outa here.
PooF!
PS If you see GJ/md 20/20/TL tell him I want my Lola back.
:)

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Dreams

You all have heard the stories of the gridjunkie, and while he has been refered to by many names,( the list is eccessively long) his moniker will long be remembered. Glitz and glitter and the dreams of winning the big one in his dream car, are what abounds most of this character, and we just happen to have a photo of that fantasy car of his, as well as the relec he is most often found in, least while for now. So ladys and gents click on his buttons and give us your oppinions.
--------------------FantasyLand
-------------------- Ole Betsy

you decide

Again



PooF!

:)

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Reflections

The other day as I was out for a lap to test the new set up on my car, an object caught my eye. Upon the following lap I stopped and walked off the course to look at a pond covered in Lilly pads. I had not noticed the pond there in the past, however had noted the spotting of gridjunkies (aka the toad lord,md20/20 king) jalopy parked in the vicinity many times. Of course I thought, the Lilly pads.
I had also notice a foul stench reminiscent of the one adorned in the air many a time with old toad kingy around. I carefully scanned the area, but alas was unable to locate the toad.
Upon returning to the track I was greeted by a fellow racer Road Rage Randy. We sat and chatted a bit as the conversation worked its way around to gridjunkie. "I believe he was foul hooked by a fisherman last week" was the words RRRandy had to say.
Now I don't know about you folks but the thought of poking a hole in ole toady smells like a foul idea to me. Who knows maybe it's true. The stench has subsided except for the area near that pond, and I haven't noticed any bite marks on my side walls in quite some time.
Be not fooled dear friends, though found under bridges, crashing cars, panhandling, even old Road Rage Randy himself, The toad lord, aka md20/20 king seems to be impervious, and as usual he will surely emerge with a gaggle of ludicrous banter as is his norm.

gotta go


PooF!

:)

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Behold Ladies and Germicides

The later part of this title indicates the need for a thorough cleaning after the presence of lord TOAD,aka gridjunkie. Once again he has tarnished our fine pages of this blog with his guise of skilled banter, in an attempt to slander it's fine patrons.
Yet it seems to us that maybe there is a deeper conscious of thought in the out bust of his callous and malicious slander. A deep sight into the soul of the toad.
While pondering these thought, i decided to do a little research into the life of gridjunkie. I must say the outcome of this search yielded surprising, even scary results.
I have held of on this article to weigh the value of it's reporting to ensure a fare and unbiased article. At last the real secrets of the toad king can be told.
It seem that there is video history of the toad kings aka gridjunkie's path down the road of endarkenment, and that all roads do not have a silver ( or for that matter TIN) lining.
What you are about to see may not be suitable for all audiences,(normal folks) however it is research as it should be. The real reasons for la toads behavior can be found on this History of the Toad King video. But be forewarned, he is an ugly toad. To begin your journey simply click on the title of this article to start your voyage into the toad kingdom (warts not included).

Best Wishes


as usual



PooF!



:)

Saturday, September 13, 2008

RE-return of earl (or the living dead if you will)

If you can't comprehend something simple then Shakespear is way beyond your mental capacity to think. As for plastic cars, if you know anything of speed then you should understand the necessity. Have you ever seen A sissified girlie boy that could stand on oneside of the Rio-Grande and put out A brushfire on the other (After downing an 18 pack and TWO bottles of MD 20/20 of course) and at the same time giving Sally Jean A proper spanking whitch she craves hourly. Lets see you pull that off with your diminishing hardware (or should I say the lack of). If you don't understand it----leave it alone! Better to be silent and stupid than voiciferous and ignorant (means the same thing actually-- just thought I would help you along there). Try reading Dick and Jane books for starters. My neice is six and can already read cover to cover. I know It's not your fault they did not have School close enough to ride A tractor to before it closed for the day. Apparently your mom (you did have one I assume) did'nt home school you as she did'nt go either! Excuse me now -I have to chase down road rage randy and tell him what you said about his Mother--gridjunkie

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Return Of Earl

My Fellow Americins

My name is Earl, and i was jist wantn you to know that i have been a readn all these here writens on this here feller called toad lord or md king. Now in my younger days we didnt take much to them there willy shakesperey kind of fellas,what with them a weerin them puffy britches, feathered caps, stockins and all. No sir we's is americin, and americin's dont dressup like them sissyfied girlie boys that like on da other side of the pond.
We take pride in our country, and aint gots nothing to do with no tea and trumpets. So your lord toadship or kingy md what ever ya be just haul your sissyfied arse back across the big pond wheren ya belong, and take that plastic girlie car wit ya.

Wake up america

Your Truly


earl pitts,pitts off


for ep by me



PooF!

:)

Friday, September 5, 2008

Behold Ladies and Junkies

At last the familiar ribbit from atop the lilly pad has been heard. Yes that's right the ole toad (aka gridjunkie) has emerge from his binge with the side wall biter el griggette. His jovial banter is sharp as usual with the reference to mad dog 20/20, an obvious old time favorite of his, and the slander that his trusty side kick takes on multiple partners in an evening, ok maybe it's not slander, how should i know.
These diatribes are of little substance considering his idea of top end racing is blowing the doors off of someone who is stopped and outside his car......hmmmm. I guess to the south of the border, alley chasing, hubcap stealing, panderer roller this must be racing.
Needless to say the lord of the toad seems to be back, as far as his taste in alcohol, he might want to try something more civil than md 20/20, but i guess that is what is available under the bridges he so frequently visits.
NOTE: Anheuser-Busch has posted his picture at all sales locations to refuse any sales of their products to this gridjunkie. A spokesman for A-B stated that they felt any association with him might connect them with md products thus reducing their sales. Quoted as saying "this buds not for you"

ounce again.


PooF!

:)

Thursday, September 4, 2008

the legend of Road Rage Randy

It was a normal day much like any other when bernice crawled out from under the trailer and said "Delbert i done laid it now you gots to go kill it", she proclaims.
Now Delbert being a bit sissyfied, scarfed up a tore iron and went under the trailer. He smack ole randy on the head and much to his surprise ole randy smacked him back,ya see ole randy wernt no ordnry rug rat. Thus begins the legend.
As a youngun randy commonly ran over people wit his trike. Later as he grew older he mastered the skill of Komokazi bicycle riding, adding nearly 200 victims to his list. After his 13th try at his drivers licsence, he was able to transpose his skills to the street.
It was said that randy could bump ya, jump out and stomp ya, and never stop his car.
To this day we all still stand in awe every time we here the sound of his jalopy(koenigsegg)coming down the street. Makes us wonder who's next.


PooF

:)

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Emergence of the gridjunkie

As I had previously stated, we were awaiting some form of a rebuttal from gridjunkie, aka toad. It would seem that he has pawned pieces of that dilapidated jalopy of his in order to hire a writer to give him presence, last we be not fooled by this jester, for we know what he be.

The very idea of his cohesion with the likes of Sally Jean Brown (aka asdo, aka el gringgette,aka cheek pincher,aka donut thief )is within itself a testament to the vile attempts at deception. And though we have stood by this panderer ( and crappy car driver ), we realize that civility is not his cup of axle grease, thus we suggest putting that pony of his (crappy old car) out to pasture, as we should him.

Lastly I would like to make known, the presences of bite marks on my side walls, me thinks it is his com padre in pork rinds. Unleash the dogs of tire protection,( armor all) that we true drivers may be protected from the ravages of panderers and there sidekicks.

In closing I would like to say that gridjunkie paid to much for the article he had posted, you really should have hung on to those hub caps.



as usual


PooF!

\:)

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Diatribe to Lord of the UNDERWEAR!!!!

Better to be silent and thought A car theif than to open ones sewer hole voice box and spew words that show educational shortcomings. When you graduated first grade did you think that was it? Or did they ask you not to come back? Me thinks the latter is perhaps the most likely
scenario. Running over little girls and old school teachers with A rusty bicycle for practice is not
considered A vehicle to future GRID stardom!!! Driving lawnmowers and farm tractors is not considered fodder for ones racing resume. As for the company I keep, Sally Jean (aka-ASDO-aka-gringette-aka-cheek pincher) could beat you with her Ford Expedition with A flat tire and running on six and A half cylinders!! She's got real driving experiance hauling corn liqour and hand made thongs from Tiajuana. Her one good working eye is sharper than both of yours put together and she can whip her weight in alley cats while holding A rattlesnake between both of her teeth!! Just because you hang out with beer bellied, snuff dipping, peroxide wannabee blondes is no reason to get all hatefull and envious! Try going back to school and move up to A Volkswagen Beatle. If you look through all the stained underwear under your desk you might scrape together enough stolen lunch money to pay cash for one!!!!!-----------gridjunkie

Monday, August 25, 2008

Silence of the Lambogenie

Often I take for granted rebuttal, that is to say, my expectation of commutation from those that may think they need to retort to statements made by others. You may have noticed the abstinence of comment from the notorious toad we all know as gridjunkie. With the number of post in regard to him, he has failed to come forth. This can only lead me to believe he has recognized the truths in these postings. None the less I can only expect some feeble attempt to slander these writings with some trivial diatribes. Long live the queen, or not. We await the offerings of the pandering god of the street corner ( often disguised as gridjunkie )and his com padre el gringgette ( often referred to as ASDO)viva la el gringgette! We know his presence can not be far away (we saw his jalopy parked around the corner).


PooF!

:)

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Master Blaster


For those of you keeping up
with current affairs,
(recent postings on grid o
rama)you might have noticed
the rather slanderous remarks
of the old toad know only as
"gridjunkie". A cantankerous
old coot we have ascertained,
thus it is the floor mopping
banter that we have come to expect. We were able to obtain some
disturbing information as to the true driving skills of this
panderer, and have decided in the best interest of public safety
we should make this information known. WARNING!!!! If you should
see this individual contact your loco athoritities, and then run
don't walk for your on safety.

POOF!

:)

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Gridjunkie reviewed

I decided on a gingerly little romp around the track at Detroit this evening. Things were going as planned for me, and then rounding the last turn on the first lap is when i noticed a pan handler, shabbily clad and scruff looking, with a wash your windshield sign. 10 cents it said. I thought to myself "how strange to offer such a labor intensive project for so little money". On my next turn past the same corner the pan handler held out a match box car. Now this really had my attention, I thought this guy had just escaped the loony bin. On my final lap once again i saw him standing at the turn, that's it i thought to myself and abruptly pulled over to find out what was going on. Much to my surprise as i exited my car i realized that gridjunkie (the guy with the sign) jump into that old jalopy of his and rammed my car thus disabling my ability to finish this race. Nice going gridjunkie, however I think the street clothing seemed to be a good fit for you. Until next time!!!!!!! May the force not be with you...you scallywag.

cc: Lord of the Underdesk
ccc: Lord of the Underdesk Underdesk

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

P.M. programs from the Lord of the Underdesk

As i rounded the last turn is San Fransisco i was sure it wasn't wheel weights flying off the front tires of my mustang. The slight shimmer of the front end confirmed that indeed I had suffered more than my share of knocks on this circuit (maybe 500 or so), but i was sure Delbert had not forgotten to tighten the lug nuts. As i crossed the finish line, my gas pedal seemed to lodge, confirming my worst fears. Delbert had failed to clean out all the beer bottles and caps. At the very least I can rest in the comfort that the backwash did not end up in the oil pan. That wall ahead has my numbers all over it................Sounded like This!

ode to NVIDIA JUNKIES

Alas fellow addicts the darkness has spread from the base of the brain stem to the cranial cortex and the eyes continue to search for the most advantagos approach to the next treacherous hairpin turn even as I fight the sandman who dares to interupt my hellbent determination to destroy the car that bumped me at the last corner. How inhuman to be forced to pause the game
(er---OBSESSION) to go to work(fighting the overwhelming urge to drift every turn) in order to support the habit. Yes, I too am torn between buying food and toiletries (and medication that I so badly need) or the next badass NVIDIA graphics card that may allow me to see the fear in the eyes of the other drivers on the track as my car grows ever larger in their rearveiw mirror.
Fenders gone, a spiderweb of cracks on the windsheild,drivers door missing (a sure sign of A lunatic driver who long ago forgot that A brake pedal resides in close proximity to the accellerator) and A rainbow of colors on whats left of the car's body that started the race with only two. I read somewhere that peanut butter contains all the nutrients nesessary to sustain life support and that newspaper and old magazine pages rubbed vigorously between the palms(allthough A bit rough on hemmaroids caused by long hours of sitting in an overused chair) will suffice as A substitute for charmin and asprin, taken in massive doses may mimic the affects of
ZANEX. If anyone else has similar cost saving remedies please feel free to share. I must go race now---Gridjunkie

Games, Geeks, and Gridjunkies

Once agian we venture into the realm of the dark facing the luminescence of the screens before us. Oh holy lord of the underdesk. What loathsome task has thou placed at my feet? What retched stench does thou expect me to en dour? What gruesome obstacle lay before me? Ah atlast a gleaming of the light, the sway of the refrigerator door, the taste of a cool beverage....Yes it's grid on!!!!