Time for this Grumpy Dude to get back on the pissed off, and irate band wagon. Why you ask? Well, a do-good single mother filed a complaint with the Rhode Island branch of the American Civil Liberties Union last May, saying that her child felt excluded from a father-daughter dance because she did not have a father figure to take her. Though the complaint was filed with the ALCU in May, the school district didn’t resolve it until August. Bureaucracy in action gotta love it, but I digress. [Click here to read more about the incident »] [Read more...]
Ever dream about a global pandemic…and then smile about it? Well of course you haven’t. In fact I’m fairly certain that if 95% of the worlds population were to croak in some horrible nasty way, we’d all have a pretty rotten damn day! I’m also fairly certain that most of us like to maintain a positive outlook on life, sort of in the same way the late great Karen Carpenter (and others) did when she sang “all the world needs now is love, sweet love“, right?
But there are days aren’t there my friends? Days when you wake up and see or hear something that makes you think that Miss Carpenter was totally full of shit because what the world really needs now is an enema, a sweet global fcking enema. [Read more...]
It’s time for a little Christmas Contest! Yeah, we know it’s a little bit early to start thinking about Christmas…but Loren and I are borderline OCD when it comes to planning things ahead of time…so please bear with us and keep reading!
The Grumpy Dudes are shopping for this years Christmas cards! And we need YOUR HELP! [Read more...]
There’s a reason I don’t own a gun. If I did there’d be a lot of dead general contractors lying in my now floor-less fcking kitchen! That’s right, for those of you keeping score at home…my flooring issues (documented in a previous article here) have never been adequately rectified. I didn’t bother blogging about it, because let’s face it, floors aren’t sexy or topical, unless of course, I’m writing a blog about having sex on a floor, which of course, this isn’t. Mores the pity. [Read more...]
For the last 17 days and a few odd hours, minutes and seconds, and totally unbeknownst to most folks, I haven’t had one single solitary fcking cigarette. And so far, I haven’t killed anyone…but it’s early days yet.
After 25+ years of smoking I am once again attempting to quit. And I mean to do it this fcking time. In the past I’ve tried patches, gum, the usual bullsht non-smoking aids, and they (obviously) haven’t helped. So this time I’m trying it cold fcking turkey. No gravy, no cranberry sauce, no crispy skin, just cold cold fcking dry as a bone turkey. [Read more...]