Showing posts with label Sorry mom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sorry mom. Show all posts

Kruller Quick Six



So I've talked a lot about bberry-strapped Obama , hip hop and gossip on AMDAL lately. And that's all fine because that's what the bilaws say I should talk about. But what's AMDAL good for if I don't make some sickies Dartmouth references? So without further ado:

Weiss, Erik and I were getting back from our weekly Race League at Whaleback and figured a good late meal awaited us at The Fort (aka "Fort Lous"). Weiss ordered kruller french toast, which is a mix between this:

and this:

except bigger.
Weiss weighs about 150 lbs with his skis on so when I told him I'd quick six if he could finish his plate of calories and frozen strawberries, I didn't think I'd ever have to pay up. Turns out Weiss can put down some Krullers. So this Wednesday (Wednesday! WEDNESDAY!), thanks to Weiss' masticating prowess, I'll be properly doming myself with six beers as quickly as I can.

Once in a while, a quick six (not to mention ego-inflating inside jokes) is good for the soul. It's important that we remember our roots.

Virtual hula hoops and the meaning of life



I've battled with myself for the last week on whether its appropriate to post this. An alternative name to AMDAL could be "What Would My Mom Think?" (WWMMT?). But every so often, something comes along that forces me to push the AMDAL envelope.

I've used some restraint and not posted the video directly to the website. Instead, the link is here. Basically its a girl being videotaped by her BF doing the hulahoop thing on Wii Fit... in her underwear!

Below are a few questions to ponder while watch this video
1) Whats more hypnotising - the hulahooping or the music?*
2) Why is her boyfriend posting this?
3) Does she know she's being taped?
4) Does she know she's on youtube?



*Lay-up