Ho Down

Noun or Exclamation

1.) Ho down- A ho down is a ceremony in which drunken hicks run around clapping, yelling, sloshing hard liquor and banging the shit out of their siblings, all whilst listening to the oldest type of country music.

2.) Ho down- When a prostitute has been killed or injured to the point where they cannot stand nor move. Usually lying on a street corner, in an alleyway or on the bed of a SICKO!

I talked about it last time I used my creative genius to write a blog post but some of us are STILL waiting for the 1 month anniversary Rick and Peca wedding party.

Hearing about Pat Kane today beating up a Cabby over 20 whole friggin cents was a close second place for good news on the day (please note I dont condone beating up cabbies for 20 cents, only 50.), instead it fell short to remenicing over the pictures I finally got my hands on from both the wedding heard round the world and of course that odd and strange after party that took place at Goff’s house. I decided seeing as so many young kids visit this website I should seperate both occassions because while one celebrated the coming together of two magical people the other almost seemed like the coming out of the closet party…but before you all judge us let me remind you all that it’s not like alcohol hasnt forced any of you people to remove your clothes either.

I didn’t need to put pictures up to tell everyone I had a good time but I figured I would share them anyway because of my good hearted nature.

Hmm I just took a 10 minute break from writing this and looked through the after party photos and I’m quite confident I now know why it’s often hard to find a woman amongst our crowd unless they are either related or dating one of us and I’m pretty sure we all just had a homo erotic after party but I wont be the one to judge, all my anonymous visitors can!

In other news, I’ve also added some pictures from one of our trips to Sturgeon Lake, I was unfortunate to capture any of the mutants who starred in the Hills Have Eyes that weekend because in reality I feared for my life. Note to self, don’t follow two people to there campsite when they claim to be cousins but are making out along the way back. I apologize again to Zims for sprinting away from that campsite but I don’t think I’ve ever been scared by a guy staring at me widdling wood…I”m still not sure if he wanted to eat my flesh or take me to brown town, both of which had me in Bolt like speed back to our campsite.

Anywho lots been happening, I’ve got a sweet new ride which I dub sex on wheels but most males are calling me a soccer mom…I’m currently a co coach for the Beaverlodge Blades which should catapult me to take over for Pat Quinn next year, I’m playing hockey again (albiet not very good), and I am in the works of trying to plan an exciting weekend that involves a really big hill and a really long slip n slide. The only debate right now is if we somehow try and find a water source or we just buy a lot of cooking oil…just imagine the site of seeing such fine physiques greased in oil going down a slip n slide.

Yeah, I just threw up in my mouth a little too.

Walks