Ten more days until I steal tricker treaters' parents and feed them apples with machete blades in them

What are you going to be for Halloween. I'm going to be Jean Benet's killer or Andrew Cunanabananahands. Personally I'm just waiting to stuff a turkey with cyanide and give it to a homeless shelter. The thankful givings of a Gink. Tigers are going to win the World Series. And if they don't it will be just another reason for Detroit to shit themselves and start a riot. I'm sure a couple of people got mugged for their Ben Wallace jerseys by now. Chicago must be proud. Halloween is going to be wierd in Bellingham. It's going to be just like last night except all the bitches makeup will be caked on a little more. I don't understand college towns. I don't think I ever will. You come here and you feel liberated and free and you are invincible. You have all these new things to experience. College is just a whorehouse where you learn how to fuck someone in the ass with more precision or get fucked in the ass by 13 guys who need to learn how to shoot straight. The sex is great. The drugs are plenty and Teachers are eyeballing your crotch for a nice heroin cannon to be shot at. If you aren't 21 you are biting at the grit salivating at all the smokers standing outside of the bar telling yourself, "I wish I could find someone to fuck in there and not remember them the next day." It's not even about having a good time. I sat and watched premadonnas talk about nothing. It wasn't even conversation. It was like three blonde girls speaking in tongues and each tongue had a tongue on the tongue that was talking. Of course there was that polo t shirt wearing motherfucker hovering over them wishing to god he could just pour champagne all over their breasts and rip his whitey tighties off and just fuck like rabbits in an orgy where clowns repel from the ceiling and he's just yelling at the top of his lungs because he gets to use clown makeup as ass lubricant. Now for something like that you need to pay 140 bucks for an art literature textbook 700 a month for dorm expenses and a million duckets to keep every woman you see satisfied with a shot of rumplemints. I'm not saying I'm totally bitter and not one of the people who fuck myself everynight, it just gets old when you cant escape the event horizon. Thats why I'm trying to go to a house party on Halloween and forget where I am for 26 hours. I'm sure a bucket of snails and a long line of cocaine from here to Bogata will be involved.

If you didn't notice already I'm right behind you.
And on an ending note don't let the costume hunt tear your bones in half cause the reaper likes it when you kick the bucket as a whole component rather than a blitz of flesh he has
to sort out for the dude on the river Styx. If you get a chance you should rock out to Billy Joel's All for Layna. Yeah he's a homokemon but I didn't know he had the rock ballad in him.
And of course it wouldn't be in good Gink nature to leave you alone without
looking at a slut since that is all we can ever talk about these days.
Why can't we just be sober? Because that lyric sucks so much ass it makes me want to drink fifteen fifths of Canadian Hunter so I can recollect about the acid I'm going to take and forget the ruse of all the dominos I've had before me. Vicariously living out my fantasies through a World of Warcraft to fap on some polygonal hydroplane existent only in the memory of Jimmy Hoffa's putrid corpse. Lorca said it best," Dali I like men. I want to do them. Let me suck your pee pee."
Necro FapVampire Toe.

Ginkoff Week 1

This is how to Mod an X-box 360

But it does have an upside...or does it?

System Overload

Shift change at McDonalds?

is that minotaur from golden axe?

I think it is. Life is funny. I was reading about the wrestling move called Stink Face preformed by wrestler torrie, and low and behold someone googled it and found ginkfist (i didnt even know we made mention of the damn thing) what else is funny? The fact that i found 10 kilo's of coke in my keester pack.


BOng hit on loop control.

Don't get me wrong I liked the guy

I took a shot of Vampirism now I'm an addict to staying up until 5 am

Now that it is post World War IV and I'm actually blogging from the future I wanted to let everyone know that Humans don't survive and Cylons take impregnate oxen on a mass scale. The Ox believe in an Apocalypse Darwinian creed as in only the fittest will survive. They evolved into a Minotaurean race and settled in the constellation Taurus. Every animal/Cylon Hybrid is born on April 25th making them all Taurus's on the Zodiac. They power interstellar space fleets with an unquenchable resource of Red Bull and their armor plating is a mithril adamantium Michael Jordan jersey. I've only been able to capture one visible representation.

Rollin on P-Dubs

Pictures I know make people horny.

Not that it's always a Freudian thing to post; except for the fact that it always is and ends up about something sexual I've compiled some images that I know for a fact some people get off on. I know the world is wierd we've said it a million times but visual representation is the great form to help you understand your neighbors. And why they have preschool bookclub meetings for adults. And the coffee is decaf. And you hate Oakland because no one in Oakland owns a carpet or oak.

Gross Boobface Strikes Back.

I am the alternate ending to the beginning of the credits after they roll from the front.

It's been a while since a good crucifixion. A crucifixion post that is.

Here we have Jean Beauvoir or the guy who looks like Tiki Barber with a blonde mullet. Seriously it waterfalls down to his ass. Probably extensions. If you doin't know whou Beauvoir is he is the guy who did the Cobra theme. Yes the Stallone movie that rocks more than Rocky. The song is called "feel the heat". I tried to YouTube it but I couldn't find a video just some gayass Cobra clip movie with the song in the background. Jean Beauvoir probably has his hand in everything. Even your mom I would assume.

Recently I've noticed El Ginko has been slacking. Too much Drini on the weenie and coke in the boots. I tell ya if you messaround with a rocking chair for long enough you will start digesting pens and when you start getting hooked on digesting pens it's all over.

All I need is one mic. So I can tell this Jack in the Box eating mutherfucker that Insane Clown Posse does not and I repeat for the sake of saying and I repeat that I'm pretty sure they don't care about actor hands. Especially not as much as I do! And if you don't know what "Craw Hairs" are they are the hairs inbetween your butthole and your privates. They also call that area the taint. I like to call it envelope or xerox machine.

I have a special Gift for the Ginkers!!!!

wait for it...its gonna be "tight"

Ain't that the hottest shit you've ever seen!!! I wish I could give it the ol' TORNADO TONGUE. Make my dreams come true. Speaking of dreams I know someone who had a dream. This guy one the Nobel Prize and just to let you know I ain't doggin' on this guy. He genuinely was a really cool kat.

This guy did not win the nobel prize but wish he did.
As a matter of fact he probably is winning over your hearts with that nice package and headband right now. Do you think he is serious about what he is doing? I'd take a shit on his chest if I could take his place in the Cracknutter.

I'm sure this guy is a Cracknutter. He has an omnipotent feel to his mean mug hippie woven hat. Even though he is man enough to say Go Fuck Yourself by not saying I'm sure somewhere down inside he regrets that someone took this picture. Billhillies get embarassed too. Just not when you ask them why they fuck their cousin. It makes me pull a Linda Blair. Everynight before I watch That's so Raven reruns and Home Improvent.

Something I also found the other day that was really interesting and not a scholarly interest but more like a missing persons interest was that I found Ginkhole...again. Whilst watching Home Improvement. I never liked Pamela as the Tool Time girl and onetime Wilson gave me advice about herpagonnasyphillus. Something about a Timbuk Tlingit tribe using the natural molecular structure of granite to symbolize the occurance of an equinox in a hyperbaric chamber.

Louie...Channel 4

Fist of Fortune...Channel 11

I don't know exactly what is going on here but she sure has the face of a true fister. Or the face that she might be getting fisted. Or the face that she gets when she watches Bill Cosby talk about the Cosmos Carl Sagan didn't get around to.

But knowing that a girl
that looks like that.
She is probably
going to get
fisted by
this guy.
Because
girls like
little girly
looking men
that will take and
Love them good fistin

damn open source.

whats the point of free software if it sucks? i need a 1.2ish jdk for a i386 that actually works. which is computer speak for im kinda hungry, i just cut my hair and its friday, lets bang hoes.

drini i need your help

what does this mean?
A = {a}; B = {b, c, d, e}; A ∪ B = {a, b, c, d, e}

its an axiom, takin from Reality on drinipedia help me out brother, youre our math man. we're just nonsense.

why my moneys always spent.

cause i got bills and shit. heres a picture of me, poor and hungry:

and heres me with my money aint a thing look:



thats what bums me out. that bitch has more c-notes than i have teeth. that money there is prolly more than ive made this year, and its october. if i had tits and a face like that. id prolly be in austrailia reading ginkfist and leaving them comments.

reasons to be happy

Life's a bitch.

then the bitch leaves you for the guy down the street with a double wide. i was gunna photoshop some corey lidle but i was kinda feeling for the guy. im an aviophobe. i dont get why i have irrational fears like the rest of us, but what i really dont get are pilots. who invented that idea? not me. probably a brit. brits die too though. in 200 years, chances are everyone alive today will no longer be that way, and we dont even have a clue what waits for us, aside from the fact that it isnt this. that seems unfair to me. thats like seeing a chick at the local pub whos got a nice rack and ass, and spending your rent money on drinks so she'll want to do your footlocker employed ass, only to wake up in the morning and find out she's a man. if im gettin fucked in the end, i at least want to know whos behind it. i hope death is pleasant and quiet. like the alaskan hotel and bar during the summertime at 12 noon.

so drink your gin and tonics and read LCT

damn.

so i got really hammered last night, and ate too many chips and con queso. i have heartburn and a hangover.

i could use a hummer from austrailia.

god, no literally.

i heard it first.
the preacher man said,
you find the wolf in the sheeps clothings
and the sheep follow the lord
youll find the wolf in church
"whos more annointed than who?"

i wasnt wearing my decoder ring, and im still drunk

but i think i have an idea of what that means.

aussie women are stingrays.




pray for us all.

Nothin but a gink thing babay

It happened. these beatrices thought they could buy whiskey and out drink and out last me. Wrong. its rick james we're talkin about. so when three people fell asleep i cut the toes off of both of their socks, and cut down the thighs of both sides of their undies for easy removal. Shoulda never stepped in the ring with me. straight gangsta.

p.s. whatup ozzytrailer.

Aussie father of three kids is this you?

If this is you you rock. I like your neck. His face says: "Killing innocents makes me horny." A true role model.