The Prof. is trying to gain a following so he can write for a living. The Prof. has very little to offer you other than his massive member and sense of modesty.

“Group 28, 29 and 30 need to meet at the courthouse downtown at 8 am.” This is the robotic voice of bureaucracy. “Who wakes up at 8 in the summer, man?!” I wait for an answer from the court-system cyborg, but I receive nothing. “The court building can be found downtown…” “Your mom can be found downtown!” Game, set, mat... continue reading

On Saturday night I spent a good deal of time smoking dope and playing Guitar Hero 3.  Near the end of this time, it occurred to me that I might not be reaching the height of my potential. Wait...let's take a couple of steps back. On Friday night I went home, ate some dinner, smoked my greens and went to a friend’... continue reading