And Now a Message From Quincy
December 8th, 2005 at 8:21 pm by Preston Taylor Holmes
Quincy here. Let me tell you assholes something. I was doing that CSI shit before David Caruso was done fillin’ up his diapers. I was solving hi-tech crimes using a freakin’ lunch pail, a microscope and a bottle o’ hooch. So don’t give me a ration of crap about how great these shows are. They suck and you know it. I didn’t blaze a television crime-scene-investigation trail to have sub-par crap like CSI: Newark show up on my television when I’m tryin’ to watch the game. You’re all a bunch of ungrateful bastards.
Anyway, since this stupid blog has a boatload of new visitors, thanks to the weblog awards, I figure you might want to see what kind of crap these jerks turn out on a daily basis.
You can do that one of two ways, brain surgeon. You can browse the “Six Meat Classics” down on the lower part of the right sidebar. Or I’ll spoonfeed you morons with a quick list of some old favorites.
- 9-1-1, Are you Hearing Me?
- Terror threat against Subway
- Sorry France!
- Stop the Vote! – Election 2004
- Selected, Not Elected!
- Sunday Night Poll: Giuliana Sgrena
- The Power of Kenny
- Useless Idiots
- For the Canucks… the Canadian Missile Shield Solution
- White Trash Wednesday: Great Moments in Eurotrash Trolling
- A Six Meat Protest
- (Star Wars) Helmetheads and such
- Saddam gardening, writing poetry
- Naughty Teachers
They tell me that’s just a small sampling. If you like this crap, go vote for Six Meat Buffet in the “Best Humor Blog” category. Hell, if you really like it, bookmark the site, vote for the site, visit the Buffet regularly, hell, rub your filthy privates on the freakin’ keyboard for all I care. It’s your machine – I ain’t dustin’ the thing for ballprints, I’ll tell you that, you perverts.
Eh….. I don’t care about any of this crap. Who the hell talked me into this?










December 8th, 2005 at 9:32 pm
What the hell is Oscar Madison doing in a lab coat?
December 8th, 2005 at 10:02 pm
It’s your machine – I ain’t dustin’ the thing for ballprints, I’ll tell you that, you perverts.
Ballprints. You just wanted to use this word, and you made up a whole post around it, didn’tcha?
Ballprints.