Tricky Keg Stands

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Dirty Doctor

Now, i gotta say, i'm all over a dirty nurse... but a dirty doctor? check this out.

Winter 2001, Copper Mountain, Summit County Colorado.

We're riding up the ski lift after I took a hell of a tumbling fall in soft powder. I was being retarded and smacked a ski lift support with the tail of my board. This got us talking about getting hurt and breaking bones while doing something retarded.. mostly in drunken stoopers, but I digress.

I mention my doctor and how she is kind of a mess. Really, she is the fattest, smelliest, nastiest thing. Very nice and attentive, which is why I continue to see her, but I do my best to not let her touch me anymore.

The day I went in to get some toe fungus checked out was the proof that I am not just being weird or biased because she's going bald. She grabbed my big toe and started scaping on my nasty toenail with her fingernail.. no gloves. I don't want to know what else she does w/o gloves.

Anyway, back to the ski lift. We're talking about doctors and I tell them about how mine is wack. One guy is like, "that's nothing, I used to work at some all you can eat buffet where this doctor and her family were regulars. They were the nastiest family I have ever seen. This woman (the doctor) had adopted a bunch of children but the thing is, she doesn't believe in hygiene. Her and her whole family stunk up the restaurant and touched all the food on the buffet.

"I heard her house was even worse. They had a bunch of pets but the funny part is the health department had to come in to clean it up. They found human feces on the floor along with the cat shit, puke, hair, the whole thing. It was the first time the health department had to help out a doctor."

I'm like, "Oopfph, what's her name so I make sure never to go there."

He's like, "Dr. _____ ________ her office is in ______"

WHAHAHAHHHA!! that's my doctor... my dirty, dirty doctor.


What is this all about?

I threw an anonymous site together in 2004 as sort of a repository of raw notes, stories, ideas and pictures. I kept my name off the site so that I could really let loose and say anything I wanted.

Four years later I realized that:

A) I didn't have anything that needed to be anonymous.
B) Few people stumbled upon the site.
C) Most who did promptly left.
D) The whole thing was damn ugly and difficult to navigate.

It was time for a change.

I took out the trash, spit shined the leftovers and did my best to turn it into a typical, self-serving, narcissistic, personal shrine to myself. Don't you just love it?

If so, be sure to hit the contact page and let me know what you think. Feel free to tell me how neat I am and how amazing and life changing you found my website. No, really, do it. Now.

Please? Seriously. Maybe we can like meet up and hang out or something. I like lunch. In fact, I eat lunch almost every day. What's that? You eat lunch, too? See, we have so much in common. I knew we'd be pals! I'm so glad you contacted me via my website.


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