Hoho Puffs

If you got coal this year, you’re not alone. One year I got soap on a rope and a wrestling calendar. I didn’t even watch wrestling when I got the gift, but I guess my Aunt and Uncle thought I never grew out of my Undertaker phase as a kid. I guess, I did need a calendar, but this one happened to be full of macho scantily clad men in the wrestling ring.

Why couldn’t I get one with you know actual hot slutty playboy playmates instead or even cool looking wolves. I’d rather be the creepy guy who wears the wolf shirts and drives around a creepy van and whom also has the wolf posters and calendars than that guy with the wrestling calendar. I’m down with the man tango don’t get me wrong. Making wang shapes with friends is a favorite past time of mine, but the wrestling calendar. Oh man, you should’ve seen the mortified and hytsterical look on my face. I’ll never live that one down. haha.

Alright, I mulled that over for a bit, and no, I would never want to be the wolf guy. haha. I did end up using the soap on the rope, but in my defense it was purely for hygiene purposes. Soap is soap, and a rope, you can’t go wrong with that impeccable craftsmanship that is one of the best weapons ever invented. It has more purposes than a Swiss Army Knife. One, I could choke a bitch the Wayne Brady way. It’s hilarious that relatives will give you unintentional gag gifts that will scar you for life and make you cry every night and swear off the Holidays.

I hope everyone is having a good holiday. I’m eternally grateful for my friends and family, that includes you guys & gals that put up with me on this very blog, even the Krones haters. Thank you for sticking around and sifting through the mounds of tripe. I’m also very thankful to those who come out of the woodwork and actually leave comments. It really does mean a lot! Thank you for taking the time to do that. I’d also like to thank the other MMOG bloggers who make me look sloppy and dormant. Y’all do a heck of a job.

The only thing I wanted for Christmas that I didn’t get this year is immortality as a Cylon. I haven’t been accepted into the skin job program yet, so this marvelous work of art is as close as I can get. Did I mention, I really need to win MegaBucks?

This outstanding 7-foot replica features both the haunting visor lights of the robotic soldier synchronized to the menacing, eerie hum of the Cylon Centurion. It is sure to impress not only fellow fans of the epic ‘Battlestar Galactica’saga, but those who are just encountering the stunning Cylon robot for the first time.