Leo Takes A Hit For The Team.

I’m going to watch the movie “Kick Ass” because it looks like it will be a fun, imature movie to watch.  Plus the fact that “Big Daddy” is played by Nick Cage.  This guy is the reason I still like being a white man.

There, that was my movie review for the week.  Now on to bigger and better rants.

Ronnie was an old Indian fighter.

The reasons why our kids don’t play Cowboys and Indians anymore:

When we were growing up as kids, we played Cowboys and Indians because our parents had no morals and they liked to live their past thru their own kids.  Now that we are adults we know how wrong it is for our kids to play this seemingly innocent game.  We know that the Indians were fighting over their own land because they did not have the money or the means to buy the land back from Whitey after Whitey stole the land from the Indians by force.  The only tools the Indians had to fight back with were things handloveingly crafted by stone and the skins of animals.  Since Whitey had the advantage of weaponry, we decided to kill of the Indians the best way we knew how, thru Chicken Pox, venereal diseases, and the ever-loving addiction to Hard Grain Alcohol.

No it's not Oklahoma

But despite all of our forefathers good intentions for wiping out the heathen for the benefit of all mankind, the Indian still lives on, and none of our children want to be Cowboys anymore.  Because, lets face it, what does the Cowboy really have?  A dualie with 79 payments left on it?  A small house with a big mortgage?  The whole country music genre to identify with?  Now all the kids want to be Indians even after our forefathers thought that they had em beat.  The Indians have tax-free land (which they deserve), and they also have CASINOS to lure Whitey into and to steal there mony back that their own ancestors lost over 200 years ago.

Sorry dad but, I WANNA BE AN INDIAN!!

I’m probably going to take a big hit from my Headator for this one, but he’s been harassing me all week to pimp myself for five paragraphs of my own blood called an article.  All of this harassment, even after I brought him a pony keg and a beer bong and locked him into his garage with a hooker and his favorite set of Snap-on specialty tools for 36 hours straight…..  Well boss, I took your Tuesday deadline and DORKED IT in true ADZ spirit.

Fred, hope you don’t like it.

DORK IT!! DAMN IT!!

Leo Bloom~not the Fredator

I’m sure you plagiarized this from somewhere.  Also, where is this hit you took for the team? You took several shots at me, but you won’t take the hit until you hit Texas…

freditor