Here's a quick BB7 update. I planned on a more detailed post, however I got wrapped up in reading about chiropratic "theories" (which was actually going to be what I was posting about--that and that fucking freako Trudeau with his "What 'They' Don't Want..." bullshit).
BB7: Janelle is so fucking hot that I can't focus on anything but her huge silicone tits and big bubblicious ass. The other girls that in the house call her a "slut" (like that's something bad anyway), but she has yet to undrape those beauties to the world, or blown Dr. Will yet, so they're just being bitches.
Chicken George has grown on me...kinda like genital warts (heigh-oh). But, if I have to watch him talk again, I'm going to choke him (damn, I'm on like Donkey Kong with the humor today). Wha? You don't get that one? Choke...Chicken...eh, nevermind.
The Sovereign Seven has been destroyed. Kasar played like a bitch this year. I still like the guy, but Dr. Will said it best when he said that maybe this wasn't the game for him since he'd been voted out of the house THREE times in the past year.
Marcellas gets on my fucking nerves. There's nothing worse than a whiny flamer. Shut the fuck up and quit bouncing from group to group girl.
My man Howie is also trippin' this year. Last night's show was so funny when he got kicked out of the HOH house when Chilltown, Janelle, and Ericka where getting in the shower together. He looked like a puppy staring through a window at a giant steak.
And Ericka...is there anyone on television who is quite as ugly as her? If you look up the definition of "butter face" in the dictionary, you'll see a pullout poster of warty faced self.
As much as I like Howie and Janelle, they are morons for trusting James. He TRIED to stay good, but their stupidity forced him to go back to his weasely ways. He's looked up in the Legion of Doom with Danielle, but he'll turn on them sometime soon. James is crafty and he isn't quite as lispy this year.
I hate to say it, but I'm actually liking Mike Boogie this year. I fucking HATED his dumb wigger ways when he was in the first time, but he's pretty funny and likable this time.
My money is on him and Dr. Evil making a run for the final two. It's so funny that Will is still in the fucking game after BEGGING to be voted out (and promising to throw every competition and make sure everyone stayed on slop). It would be great if he won the million bucks again. He's playing Janelle like a finely tuned violin...albeit one with beautifully delicious bosoms.
So, I guess I'm a Chilltown kinda guy this year.
If you are a hottie named Kandyce, please stop reading now.
Really. Stop reading.
In case you didn't stop reading, I give the following disclaimer: "My following statements are not meant to disrespect your chosen profession or minimize the relief that you give your patients. They are about OTHER chiropractors and not you."
Now back to me. Against my better judgement, I went to see a chiropractor yesterday. I hesitated going because I really don't buy in to the whole chiropractor quackery. But, they do seem to have some success with helping relieve back pain, so I went.
I'll go into more detail tomorrow because I'm about to leave. It wasn't too bad...some of the shit he talked about set off my bullshit alarm, but he seemed ok.
But, I hadn't read this website yet. I go back for my second visit tonight and I feel as scared as a ten year old boy half drunk on Jesus Juice wearing a Boy Scout uniform standing in the entrance to Micheal Jacksons "play" room.
I don't want to be a vegetable!
Chuck - 8/16/2006 5:43:57 PM