Sunday, May 2, 2010

2 quotes a week, thats the minimum

I have to get used to what they call "highways" here in Vancouver. The "lougheed highway." Are you kidding me? Look, vancouver: you cant just call a street a highway because you dont have any. its like somebody went to the mayor and said "we need more highways," and the mayor said "well we dont have enough money for more highways, but we have enough for more signs. Why dont we just call broadway street the lougheed highway, and maybe nobody will notice that there's bus stops and cabs picking up people...on the highway." -Charles Demers

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Quote of the Week

A knife in the crotch of my heart

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Internet Ads


You know what pisses me off? internet site ads. Those stupid things running down the side of web pages, or sometimes they even pop up in different windows. Who do they honestly think wants to play at PKR.com after you piss the shit out of them. And I dont care who's waiting for me on your site or how many girls have sent me messages, who's stupid enough to fall for that shit. Some guy however is sitting in on his computer reading this and totally frequents the "free online fantasy game" that he saw on the side of thepiratebay and I'm sorry for calling you out, but seriously? So take that shit off the internet, you butt holes. Except leave the one about sexy singles in my area, that shits useful.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

TAYLOR LAUTNER LOOKS LIKE ARDIN GONZALES





P.S. I couldnt get ardin's picture cause I'm not his facebook friend cause he's hella bitch

Whats up with Dasani plant bottles?


Dasani plant bottles I always assumed were compostable or some shit. But one's been sitting in my room for like a year and I'd still totally drink out of it. how come I dont have a pile of dirt or something in the corner of my room? like you know the sun chips commercial? now thats real shit. but what if your bag of chips is sitting around for a while? does it turn into potato chips covered in dirt? anyways, I read the dasani plant bottle and it just says 100% recyclable. isnt that the same as its always been? you've always been able to recycle bottles and cans and shit. Then dasani just flaunts it and david suzuki goes off in his recyclable underwear and the Dasani plant bottle is born. Thats shitty

Friday, April 23, 2010

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Quote of the week

Vice Magazine: Do you believe in Santa Claus? Did you write a list when you were younger?

Chamillionaire: I don’t NOT believe in him; it’s possible, but I’m not sure.

TODAY IS THE NICEST DAY EVER


This picture is just a taste of the delicious view out my dorm. holy balls its nice out. makes you wanna go do the kinds of things with your friends that they make movies about. Like walk down train tracks for hours or jump into some sort of quarrey. just saying I wish I wasnt in exams right now, or I'd be having the time of my life.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Already caught on

Whatever happened to frosted tips?



Whatever happened to frosted tips? It went from one day being the ultimate tool in the arsenal of 15 year old boys trying to get a reach-around H.J., to the next day being the hairstyle of fat forty somethings who don't know they're fat forty somethings. I say we bring it back, but this time do it right so its here to stay. Make it a statement of class. Timeless like the tuxedo. A hairstyle you could take with you anywhere with chandeliers, furniture you were never meant to sit on, caviar and the presence of the royal family. Imagine afternoon tea with the queen; she would be enamored by the sun glinting off the tips of your hair. Talk about a reach around H.J.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Quote of the week

We may have been born yesterday but we stayed up all night

Anyone feel like dancing?


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G2FczkBgCZk

Its like William H Macy


Monday, April 19, 2010

post #1

Hello and welcome to Michaelstitties.blogspot.com. Your are surely in for a treat in the days, weeks, years and decades to come, for I plan to take you on a journey. A journey through the very fabric of space and time. So tense up your legs and prepare for the G forces, cause some cool shit is about to get off straight up your nose.
-Michael