Extinct Animals
Prediction Markets
Forums
Skateboarding as a form of transportation
MMO's
Fear
US Civil War
Fonts
LOTR
Personal Finance
String Theory
Rocketry
The Crusades
Texas hold'em
The Rules of the Road
Military hand signs
Scratch Tickets
Street Cred
Grilling
Predestination
The Black Plague
Black People
Semicolons
Power Politics
PHO
PHO BANG
Hanoi
Ho Chi Minh
Sk8rz
ZOMG
(this post is still in production we will be adding to this list periodically)
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
so. story.
i just got back from camping with Young Buck. No, not a young buck like an animal, the rapper Young Buck. I don't even know if this was a dream or if this really happened. If this was a dream then it was the most vivid and clear dream ever. All I know is that I went camping with Young Buck, got blitzed on some fat dro with Young Buck, and then went fishing with Young Buck. But he made us throw the fish back? He also kept trying to convince me that the purple drank in my canteen was water.
If anyone knows why I went camping with Young Buck let me know. Also, I'm somehow now wearing a pair of "G-Star Raw" denim jeans and I have no idea how/why/where these came from. Let me know on that as well. More to follow when I wake up again... most likely wearing another weird type of jeans. My guess is Phat Farm this time.
If anyone knows why I went camping with Young Buck let me know. Also, I'm somehow now wearing a pair of "G-Star Raw" denim jeans and I have no idea how/why/where these came from. Let me know on that as well. More to follow when I wake up again... most likely wearing another weird type of jeans. My guess is Phat Farm this time.
Friday, February 22, 2008
f*** planet earth
i am a wombat. i live on earth. fuuuuuuuuuuuck.
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the wombat is no lie.
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the wombat is no lie.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Will Ferrel and David Grohl Live....(at my house)
So, last night my good friend Willy Ferret(as I like to call him) played a little something something with David Grohl... enjoy.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Busy Monday...
It is monday, I was really busy today but I still had time to build a highly-detailed R2D2 cake. It took me precisely 35 minutes. And I clearly did not add in a penor cuz droids DO NOT have wangs! In your face wombate.
*Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on. Said the Gorilla, yelling atop his beacon.
slow monday
so its monday, and i got pretty bored so i built a life size C3P0 and a clone wars trooper out of legos. took me roughly 16 hours because i really had problems with C3P0's crotch area... didn't know if robots had wallywangers or not. comment if you know so i can adjust the statue accordingly.
uhhh wtf?
so this has to be the most bizarre thing i've seen in a while. reebok has joined kool-aid to make kool-aid scented shoes. no, this is not a joke.
.................... wtf
the wombat is no lie.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
voting/politics/etc
So I couldn't help but notice all the hoopla surrounding politics in this country... something about a new president. I'm skeptical we're getting a new president, but oh well. I should have posted this way back when "SUPER FRIGGIN TUESDAY" occurred and tons of states were voting. I decided to vote on that Tuesday. Seven times. Twice in New Jersey, once in New York, and four times in Connecticut. That’s the beauty of being able to make your own driver’s licenses. I don't even know who I voted for in New York, I was too busy watching the lady in the booth next to me breast feed her child. I suggest everyone go vote solely for the chance to see a woman breast feeding. what a spectacle.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
I'm not sure if I am totally disturbed or amazed by this...
This is a video of bullets that explode on impact... But the disturbing/absolutely badass thing about video is watching the prairie dogs get pwnd... crazy!
Apparently maxi pads are a b*tch
So I was just checkin email today, no big deal. Apparently, some lady sent me an email thinking i am a "mr. thatcher". i have absolutely no idea how you confuse WOMBAT HATE and Mr. Thatcher... i mean cmon my email is actually: wombathate@gmail.com. who in their right mind would type that out and think that they are sending the email to the right address. i have a feeling in this fit of rage she accidentally emailed me somehow BUT that's not the point. the point is that she apparently meant to send this to a head of a company who makes maxi pads for women. its quite an entertaining read.
"Dear Mr. Thatcher,
I have been a loyal user of your 'Always' maxi pads for over 20 years and I appreciate many of their features. Why, without the LeakGuard Core or Dri-Weave absorbency, I'd probably never go horseback riding or salsa dancing, and I'd certainly steer clear of running up and down the beach in tight, white shorts. But my favorite feature has to be your revolutionary Flexi-Wings. Kudos on being the only company smart enough to realize how crucial it is that maxi pads be aerodynamic. I can't tell you how safe and secure I feel each month knowing there's a little F-16 in my pants.
Have you ever had a menstrual period, Mr. Thatcher? Ever suffered from the curse'? I'm guessing you haven't. Well, my time of the month is starting right now. As I type, I can already feel hormonal forces violently surging through my body. Just a few minutes from now, my body will adjust and I'll be transformed into what my husband likes to call 'an inbred hillbilly with knife skills.' Isn't the human body amazing?
As Brand Manager in the Feminine-Hygiene Division, you've no doubt seen quite a bit of research on what exactly happens during your customers monthly visits from 'Aunt Flo'. Therefore, you must know about the bloating, puffiness, and cramping we endure, and about our intense mood swings, crying jags, and out-of-control behavior. You surely realize it's a tough time for most women. In fact, only last week, my friend Jennifer fought the violent urge to shove her boyfriend's testicles into a George Foreman Grill just because he told her he thought Grey's Anatomy was written by drunken chimps. Crazy!
The point is, sir, you of all people must realize that America is just crawling with homicidal maniacs in Capri pants... Which brings me to the reason for my letter. Last month, while in the throes of cramping so painful I wanted to reach inside my body and yank out my uterus, I opened an Always maxi-pad, and there, printed on the adhesive backing, were these words: 'Have a Happy Period.'
Are you fvking kidding me? What I mean is, does any part of your tiny middle-manager brain really think happiness - actual smiling, laughing happiness is possible during a menstrual period? Did anything mentioned above sound the least bit pleasurable? Well, did it, James? FYI, unless you're some kind of sick S&M freak girl, there will never be anything 'happy' about a day in which you have to jack yourself up on Motrin and Kahlua and lock yourself in your house just so you don't march down to the local Walgreen's armed with a hunting rifle and a sketchy plan to end your life in a blaze of glory.
For the love of God, pull your head out, man! If you just have to slap a moronic message on a maxi pad, wouldn't it make more sense to say something that's actually pertinent, like 'Put down the Hammer' or 'Vehicular
Manslaughter is Wrong', or are you just picking on us?
Sir, please inform your Accounting Department that,effective immediately, there will be an $8 drop in monthly profits, for I have chosen to take my maxi-pad business elsewhere. And though I will certainly miss your Flex-Wings, I will not for one minute miss your brand of condescending bull sh1t. And that's a promise I will keep. *Always.*
Best,
Wendi Aarons
Austin , TX"
all i can say is W-O-W. i want that lady's menstrual cycle. imagine what i could do with that rage.
the wombat is no lie.
"Dear Mr. Thatcher,
I have been a loyal user of your 'Always' maxi pads for over 20 years and I appreciate many of their features. Why, without the LeakGuard Core or Dri-Weave absorbency, I'd probably never go horseback riding or salsa dancing, and I'd certainly steer clear of running up and down the beach in tight, white shorts. But my favorite feature has to be your revolutionary Flexi-Wings. Kudos on being the only company smart enough to realize how crucial it is that maxi pads be aerodynamic. I can't tell you how safe and secure I feel each month knowing there's a little F-16 in my pants.
Have you ever had a menstrual period, Mr. Thatcher? Ever suffered from the curse'? I'm guessing you haven't. Well, my time of the month is starting right now. As I type, I can already feel hormonal forces violently surging through my body. Just a few minutes from now, my body will adjust and I'll be transformed into what my husband likes to call 'an inbred hillbilly with knife skills.' Isn't the human body amazing?
As Brand Manager in the Feminine-Hygiene Division, you've no doubt seen quite a bit of research on what exactly happens during your customers monthly visits from 'Aunt Flo'. Therefore, you must know about the bloating, puffiness, and cramping we endure, and about our intense mood swings, crying jags, and out-of-control behavior. You surely realize it's a tough time for most women. In fact, only last week, my friend Jennifer fought the violent urge to shove her boyfriend's testicles into a George Foreman Grill just because he told her he thought Grey's Anatomy was written by drunken chimps. Crazy!
The point is, sir, you of all people must realize that America is just crawling with homicidal maniacs in Capri pants... Which brings me to the reason for my letter. Last month, while in the throes of cramping so painful I wanted to reach inside my body and yank out my uterus, I opened an Always maxi-pad, and there, printed on the adhesive backing, were these words: 'Have a Happy Period.'
Are you fvking kidding me? What I mean is, does any part of your tiny middle-manager brain really think happiness - actual smiling, laughing happiness is possible during a menstrual period? Did anything mentioned above sound the least bit pleasurable? Well, did it, James? FYI, unless you're some kind of sick S&M freak girl, there will never be anything 'happy' about a day in which you have to jack yourself up on Motrin and Kahlua and lock yourself in your house just so you don't march down to the local Walgreen's armed with a hunting rifle and a sketchy plan to end your life in a blaze of glory.
For the love of God, pull your head out, man! If you just have to slap a moronic message on a maxi pad, wouldn't it make more sense to say something that's actually pertinent, like 'Put down the Hammer' or 'Vehicular
Manslaughter is Wrong', or are you just picking on us?
Sir, please inform your Accounting Department that,effective immediately, there will be an $8 drop in monthly profits, for I have chosen to take my maxi-pad business elsewhere. And though I will certainly miss your Flex-Wings, I will not for one minute miss your brand of condescending bull sh1t. And that's a promise I will keep. *Always.*
Best,
Wendi Aarons
Austin , TX"
all i can say is W-O-W. i want that lady's menstrual cycle. imagine what i could do with that rage.
the wombat is no lie.
Sneaky Raccoons!
Today I was at my friends house and we where sitting on his porch observing his cat eat in the rainforest and this sneaky Raccoon kept stealing his food... HAHA watch how the raccoon out-stretches and looks away when he steals the food.
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