By Doug on April 29th, 2010
It’s game six versus the Lakers and the Thunder tonight. I’ll be rooting for the Thunder but not because I have any loyalty to my home state. No, it’s because Kobe really, really bugs me and, as a result, I have grown to loathe the Lakers. It’s extreme. In fact, I’d root for a team made up of Hitler, Satan, a parking enforcement employee, Xerxes from 300 and the guy who stole my lunch in preschool if they were playing the Lakers.
It’s annoying how into the NBA Playoffs I get when I could care less about the regular season and the NBA as a whole, for that matter. I stopped caring about the NBA the day after Game six of the 1998 Finals when Jordan sank the game winning shot, the last one he’d take in a Bulls uniform. Then the Spurs started their reign, along with, ugh, Kobe.
It’s reassuring to know that Kobe is starting to show signs of age. He’s actually played more minutes than Jordan ever did in a Bulls uniform, remarkable since he’s only 31. It’s really only a matter of time before Kobe starts losing and LeBron actually wins a ring. Remember, kids: Every time Kobe scores, God kills a puppy.
By Doug on November 3rd, 2008
Really? This is the best you assholes could do? That movie came out like 6 months ago.
Pictured below: me with the Joker, me with the Joker, me with the Joker, me with the Joker, me with the Joker, me with the Joker, me with the Joker, & me with the Joker.
not pictured below: originality, dignity, pride, innovation, imagination, effort, giving a fuck.
By Doug on July 30th, 2008
Some how, some way, someone thought this was a good idea. Photo taken just outside my apartment. 
By Doug on July 10th, 2008
If you’re lucky, sometimes the douchebags come to you. The photo of this fancy lad was taken from the comfort of my own living room.
Cut to the chase: WHAT THE FUCK?!? I can’t even begin to describe what is wrong with this guy. From the purple deep V-Neck shirt to the tight rolled up jeans to the apparent tumor this guy has growing in his midsection. All I know is I still feel a strange primitive urge to beat this guy up, and I’m not a violent person.
Who does this guy think he is? And more importantly, what is wrong with LA that people think they can go out in public looking like this? I fear for humanity knowing that this guy looked in the mirror when he was getting dressed and decided he was ready to go out.
By Doug on June 2nd, 2008
So, you see the pic above and you’re thinking, What’s the big deal? It’s just some dude wearing a black jacket and pin strip pants. He likes to party and I probably wouldn’t trust him with my kids, but there’s plenty of people out there like that. Who are you, Doug, to be posting pictures of an innocent man on the internet? He doesn’t deserve that. That’s just mean.
And then you see the back of him:
I don’t know what’s worse: The fact that someone thought it’d be a good idea to put that on the back of a jacket or the fact that someone thought it’d be a good idea to wear the jacket out in public.
OMFG. OMFG, indeed.
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