Monday, August 6, 2012
Sunday, August 5, 2012
3डी में छलकेगा डर, दिखेगा सैक्स, उठेगा. . .
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Oh My God, Miss!!
Awhile back, Jayman introduced us all to his mean, troublesome, imaginary friend named, If.
Well, I have a friend I would like to introduce to you as well…
And while she is not imaginary, based upon what I am about to tell you about her, you would think she is, but no my friends, no. She is all too real.
Her name is Missy, which of course is short for Melissa, well in most instances, however in this case, it is short for Michelle, because there was an obscure state law written in 1965 that required every graduating class of 1983 to consist of no fewer than 48 Missys, and being one shy, my friend was chosen to be the 48th Missy.
Of course around here at the Bagwine digs and within the confines of the IWS Media World Headquarters she is simply known as, Miss.
Personally, however, I refer to her as, Oh My God Miss, and let me tell you why. I have never met a person who has had so many bad, strange, hilarious, and painful things happen to him or her in one, yet unfinished lifetime!!
And after each story, she tells me about her life’s happy accidents, and I always say, “Oh My God Miss.”
Why? Now dig it…
After a somewhat uneventful first seven years of life, Missy who was eight at the time, was enjoying a break from the teachings of a Catholic Jesus wannabe at St. Teresa Church while attending CCD classes.
The soon to be soldiers of Christ were playing dodge ball in God’s gym when a devil girl broke Missy’s arm in three places. After a week in traction and nearly losing her arm to the less than healing powers of 1974 medical techniques, she survived.
All was well until three years later…When our sweet, sweet Miss turned 11, and life once again spiraled out of control.
Summer fun turned to embarrassment and heartache when while riding her bike down the busy street of Harding Rd. with her friend Amy, her jeans became entangled in the angry chain of her bicycle.
Unable to free herself, Amy went to get Missy’s mom and her mom, and together, with one mom holding up a towel to prevent a public viewing along the busy avenue, the other mom de-jeaned and then re-jeaned our tearful and woeful Miss.
I’m not sure because her personal tragedies comes so fast and furious, but this may have been the same summer that two of Missy’s friends tied her to a tether ball pole while they played a rousing match of said tether ball.
Poor Miss…she still weeps softly when she re-lives the sound of the whizzing and whirling of the cord and air-filled spheroid buzzing around her unjustly incarcerated body and incredibly vulnerable head.
And then that same year…three days before Christmas no less, our Miss was skating with a giant jawbreaker in her mouth when through an angry God’s intervention, a man fell in front of her, causing her to fall, and then a man behind her to fall on her.
She broke her jaw in three places, however, thankfully, the jawbreaker survived.
After seven and a half hours in surgery with her now all too familiar, 1974 medical team, her jaw was wired shut and saved, so she could one day experience the beauty that is speech. However…
As Christmas turned in to the New Year and she went back to school, cruelty reared its ugly head…
Everyday at lunch, Missy’s friend,Ashlyn, would forcibly attempt to shove Doritos into her wired shut pie hole.
As Missy’s friend, Ilaugh cry openly when thinking of Missy’s eyes wide open in fear of being terminally asphyxiated by a Frito Lay product.
All of this and she was only eleven. There’s much more to her story, but the word count grows long, so I will bring you more of Miss next month, but in the meantime, I will say this…
In spite of the wackiness that has and will undoubtedly happen to her in the future, she is a sweetheart, a devoted supporter of our IWS show and website, and a chick whom I just love to pieces, and call my friend.
So here’s to Miss and more of Miss in the future and in the meantime, you can listen to the IWS Radio Show we did yesterday.
It was all about the angst that exists on Social Media sites. Let me tell ya, if nothing else, forward to minute 19 and go from there. Things start a happening:
Cheers!!
Matt-Man
mattmaniws@ymail.com
@mattmaniws
Well, I have a friend I would like to introduce to you as well…And while she is not imaginary, based upon what I am about to tell you about her, you would think she is, but no my friends, no. She is all too real.
Her name is Missy, which of course is short for Melissa, well in most instances, however in this case, it is short for Michelle, because there was an obscure state law written in 1965 that required every graduating class of 1983 to consist of no fewer than 48 Missys, and being one shy, my friend was chosen to be the 48th Missy.
Of course around here at the Bagwine digs and within the confines of the IWS Media World Headquarters she is simply known as, Miss.
Personally, however, I refer to her as, Oh My God Miss, and let me tell you why. I have never met a person who has had so many bad, strange, hilarious, and painful things happen to him or her in one, yet unfinished lifetime!!
And after each story, she tells me about her life’s happy accidents, and I always say, “Oh My God Miss.”
Why? Now dig it…
After a somewhat uneventful first seven years of life, Missy who was eight at the time, was enjoying a break from the teachings of a Catholic Jesus wannabe at St. Teresa Church while attending CCD classes.
The soon to be soldiers of Christ were playing dodge ball in God’s gym when a devil girl broke Missy’s arm in three places. After a week in traction and nearly losing her arm to the less than healing powers of 1974 medical techniques, she survived.
All was well until three years later…When our sweet, sweet Miss turned 11, and life once again spiraled out of control.
Summer fun turned to embarrassment and heartache when while riding her bike down the busy street of Harding Rd. with her friend Amy, her jeans became entangled in the angry chain of her bicycle.
Unable to free herself, Amy went to get Missy’s mom and her mom, and together, with one mom holding up a towel to prevent a public viewing along the busy avenue, the other mom de-jeaned and then re-jeaned our tearful and woeful Miss.
I’m not sure because her personal tragedies comes so fast and furious, but this may have been the same summer that two of Missy’s friends tied her to a tether ball pole while they played a rousing match of said tether ball.
Poor Miss…she still weeps softly when she re-lives the sound of the whizzing and whirling of the cord and air-filled spheroid buzzing around her unjustly incarcerated body and incredibly vulnerable head.
And then that same year…three days before Christmas no less, our Miss was skating with a giant jawbreaker in her mouth when through an angry God’s intervention, a man fell in front of her, causing her to fall, and then a man behind her to fall on her.She broke her jaw in three places, however, thankfully, the jawbreaker survived.
After seven and a half hours in surgery with her now all too familiar, 1974 medical team, her jaw was wired shut and saved, so she could one day experience the beauty that is speech. However…
As Christmas turned in to the New Year and she went back to school, cruelty reared its ugly head…
Everyday at lunch, Missy’s friend,
As Missy’s friend, I
All of this and she was only eleven. There’s much more to her story, but the word count grows long, so I will bring you more of Miss next month, but in the meantime, I will say this…
In spite of the wackiness that has and will undoubtedly happen to her in the future, she is a sweetheart, a devoted supporter of our IWS show and website, and a chick whom I just love to pieces, and call my friend.
So here’s to Miss and more of Miss in the future and in the meantime, you can listen to the IWS Radio Show we did yesterday.
It was all about the angst that exists on Social Media sites. Let me tell ya, if nothing else, forward to minute 19 and go from there. Things start a happening:
Cheers!!
Matt-Man
mattmaniws@ymail.com
@mattmaniws
Congratulations Tom and Rebecca.
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It was a lovely day, Tom and Rebecca's friends all seem to be really lovely folk - we managed to meet everyone briefly at a pre-wedding beach party the day before.
Thanks again both of you, I sincerely hope you are both as happy as Meg and myself are, marriage is a really wonderful thing.
Saturday, August 4, 2012
IWS Babe of the Week: Serena Williams
The IWS Babe of the Week is Gold Medal Tennis Champion Serena Williams!! Along with her sister Venus, Serena came straight outta Compton right to the top of the tennis world in 1995 and won the first of her 29 Grand Slam titles at the U.S. Open in 1999 and her most recent at Wimbledon this year at the age of 31!
Serena has her haters out there. People who don’t think she fits the American Beauty ideal have long criticized her becoming a sex symbol and fashion icon.
The American sports media has complained nonstop for 17 years now that Serena doesn’t kiss their ass the way they think she should. It really infuriates them when someone doesn’t do what they tell them to do and is still ultra-successful.
But, despite her haters, Serena will undoubtedly go down as the greatest female tennis player of her generation. And this weekend Serena added one more title, That of Olympic Champion after she crushed Maria Sharapova of Russia in the finals.
So congrats Serena Williams: All-American Champion and IWS Babe of the Week!
Serena has her haters out there. People who don’t think she fits the American Beauty ideal have long criticized her becoming a sex symbol and fashion icon.
The American sports media has complained nonstop for 17 years now that Serena doesn’t kiss their ass the way they think she should. It really infuriates them when someone doesn’t do what they tell them to do and is still ultra-successful.
But, despite her haters, Serena will undoubtedly go down as the greatest female tennis player of her generation. And this weekend Serena added one more title, That of Olympic Champion after she crushed Maria Sharapova of Russia in the finals.
So congrats Serena Williams: All-American Champion and IWS Babe of the Week!
What We Still Don't Know - Are We Alone?
Friday, August 3, 2012
Matt Said, Jay Said XLIX
Matt telepathically talks…Jay telepathically talks…You perceive, and listen...telepathically.
Matt:
Jay:
Matt:
Jay:
Matt:
Jay:
Matt and Jay: Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha *
Jay:
Matt:
Jay:
Matt:
Jay:
Matt and Jay: Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha*
Matt:
Jay:
Matt:
Jay: Ha!!*
Matt:
Jay:
Matt:
Jay:
Matt: Ha Ha Ha!!*
Jay:
Matt: Ha*
Jay:
Matt: Ha, Stop it!!*
Matt:
Jay:
Matt:
Jay:
Matt and Jay: Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha*
So, there you have it.
Join us tomorrow, Sunday August 5th, at Noon ET on Blog Talk Radio as Jayman and Matt-Man discuss the Deep Thoughts and introspection being put out there by people on Blogger, Tumblr, Facebook and all the the tubes of the internets.
It is going to be a great show as Jayman and Matt-Man themselves chime in by exposing their own open and bleeding wounds, all the while playing plenty of bongo music.
To catch the Deep Thoughts Show Sunday at Noon ET, you can click HERE.
*The laughter is audible and readable, because the power it takes to telepathically connect, combined with the endorphins released during a telepathic laugh, would make our heads assplode, and really..?
Who wants to see that?
Jay:
Matt:
Jay:
Matt:
Jay:
Matt and Jay: Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha *
Jay:
Matt:
Jay:
Matt:
Jay:
Matt and Jay: Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha*
Matt:
Jay:
Matt:
Jay: Ha!!*
Matt:
Jay:
Matt:
Jay:
Matt: Ha Ha Ha!!*
Jay:
Matt: Ha*
Jay:
Matt: Ha, Stop it!!*
Matt:
Jay:
Matt:
Jay:
Matt and Jay: Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha*
So, there you have it.
Join us tomorrow, Sunday August 5th, at Noon ET on Blog Talk Radio as Jayman and Matt-Man discuss the Deep Thoughts and introspection being put out there by people on Blogger, Tumblr, Facebook and all the the tubes of the internets.
It is going to be a great show as Jayman and Matt-Man themselves chime in by exposing their own open and bleeding wounds, all the while playing plenty of bongo music.
To catch the Deep Thoughts Show Sunday at Noon ET, you can click HERE.
*The laughter is audible and readable, because the power it takes to telepathically connect, combined with the endorphins released during a telepathic laugh, would make our heads assplode, and really..?
Who wants to see that?
Friday Before Vacation Laughs
Textfromdog.tumblr.com makes me double over giggling...If you have a dog, you for SURE need to visit this site...I can picture Midge saying virtually all of these things...Andy claims she's not smart enough but I think she just has the wool pulled over his eyes...She's like a diabolical genius who loves me
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