Cute girls drinking beer. Nice.
Saturday, March 31st, 2007I love cute girls. And I love beer. So this is perfect harmony.
I love cute girls. And I love beer. So this is perfect harmony.
Yum…
I just cannot stop with the hotties, so here are a few more for your viewing pleasure.



I can only begin to express my thanks to the ladies in this photo and the person who took the photo.

Hot.
Hot.
Hot.
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I’d hit it!
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And my wife, shhh…
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Thank you Flickr for bringing these 2 wonderful hotties to my attention!
Yo my peeps! Another update given you the 411 on the Hoop’s hot sexy stylee.
TripleDuck and I (aka he did the work, I said thank you) have implemented a new coolee for your comments and poasts, ‘Shoutouts’.
For those of you familiar with the existing formatting tags to place images, bold text, etc, they work much the same. For now, we have the following available…
Darth Vader (shoutout name: vader):
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I totally owned those stupid Rebels, hahah!
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Beer Talk (shoutout name: beer):
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Dood, I am soooo wasted.
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Quoter (shoutout name: quoter):
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Life is like a box of chocolates.
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Flower Power (shoutout name: flower):
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This is like teh ghey.
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Ronald (shoutout name: ronald):

Hey Kids! Fast Food is GOOD for you!
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CarrotTop (shoutout name: ctop):
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WTF happened to my career?
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Mel (shoutout name: mel):
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WTF happened to _my_ career?
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Mel Too (shoutout name: mel2):
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Ask our crazy f*cking Dad, wifebeater. ;)
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and
2 forms of Spoilers for when you wanna talk about a movie or show and don’t wanna ruin it for others.
Standard spoiler (shoutout name: spoiler):
Spoiler alert! (highlight to read spoiler)
Darth Vader is Luke’s father.
and Spoiler TD (shoutout name: spoiler_td):
TripleDuck likes to look at naked pictures of animals.(highlight to read spoiler)
These are available in a pop-up in the comments form, and should hopefully be part of the Write a Post page soon. Until then, simply enclose your shoutout name in a set of brackets and close it with a set of brackets with a close slash in them like this:

That is all. Back to work with you!
I have a thing for many hot celeb females, but Natalie is always near the top for me. Maybe it’s her tiny body, perky boobies, or the fact that she shaved her head to be in a movie. I dunno. All I know is… I want to touch the hiney!



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Natalie, I’m your father.
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If that is the case, then wouldn’t she be your daughter/wife?
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You know you’re living in a bad area when you consider the appearance of helicopters looking for people in your area as more consistent than an atomic clock. I’m sick and tired of them flying around here. And, I’m sick and tired of the ambulances, firetrucks, and cops showing up to the shithole apartments near my place. At least once a week they come around for something. Shitty ass neighborhood.
Ok, so, we all need some hotties in our lives. And since some of us don’t have them in reality, we gotta live thru poasted hotties!





Mondays. You hate em right? I hate em myself. (And Sandworms.)
But they are important to balance out the rest of the week. Without a Monday, Friday would just be another Thursday. And that would totally frak up everything.
And so it begins, this stupid twisted routine of going to work and coming home and repeating for 5 days. Why? Who knows. But whomever is responsible should be shot, hung, stabbed, and then eaten alive.
It could be worse though. You could look like this idiot, “The Boz”. What a joke. Seriously, him and Vanilla Ice should hook up, can you imagine those babies?

So, what the hell do we do to alleviate this pain and suffering? The only thing, besides beer and weed, that I know of is… MUSIC!

Now that is how to start a Monday, bitches.
Why is it that the dialogs in WordPress’s login and post code make the text so FUCKING HUGE?
Are all your users blind or something? Do I really need a 20pt type thrown in my face? I don’t htink so bitches.
Anyway.
So I spent the weekend with the brothers/sil/niece. We went down to texas to do some photo stuff for our motherunit’s bday. It was cool, because we got to see our bro and his family, who rock. But it was also cool because we got to eat smoked meat and watch Sopranos. The bed I slept on was totally high, I swear, it was like 3-4 foot off the ground. I want to smoke some of that matress.
Overall it was a great trip. Think about it. 6 years ago, Hoopee folks would go “what the fuck!?” when confronted with this kind of thing. Now we are all like “hey that’s cool.”
I mean, how many of us are grown up now and have families etc? Can’t leave that out of the Hoop, it’s what Hoopee’s all about. Our lives, our families, our beer guzzling and our weed stashes.
Rock.
ams
AMS-
A quick perusal of the new hoopee reveals a primate getting a hummer, some beer-swilling nazis I wouldn’t mind slipping a schnitzel to, Spalding, and goth lesbian action. Yet you took all this usual stuff and presented it in a new, high-energy format. It pulls my pants down and taunts me. Nice going sugar britches!
Groove,
El Timmo