Archive for October, 2007



The fucking entire nation of Japan is fucking crazy.
Disagree?
Well, how about the masterminds behind the portable office tie, cockroach swatting slippers, hay fever hat, or Blogging Boner’s personal fave, the ten-in-one gardening tool.
You’re telling Blogging Boner these people aren’t fucking crazy? And it’s not just a select few — this mindset is typical of […]

Blame no one.
Expect nothing.
Do something.
– Bill Parcells, the loquacious and legendary NFL football coach for the New York Giants, New England Patriots and Dallas Cowboys
PS: What does the pic of UFC ring girl Rachelle Leah have to do with this? Absolutely squat. But if Blogging Boner had to “Do Something” it would be nice […]

Blogging Boner isn’t sure what is worse:
The fact that some twisted nut hatched this cruel joke and let it loose across the World Wide Web or the thought that Blogging Boner felt the need to repurpose it on his rad Web site.
Ho-hum.

In addition to being a semi-warped blogger, Blogging Boner also manages his very own fantasy football team.
Thanks to the dope right leg of Dallas Cowboys kicker, Nick Folk, Blogging Boner’s squad, BiggityBonesBrigage, earned the “Premium Player of the Week” from Heineken.
Sounds cool, right? (The Award. Blogging Boner knows his team name is super.)
Well, it’s […]

Gorilla Monsoon

His real name is Robert Otto Marella.
That wasn’t cool enough for pro wrestling fans so he changed it to perhaps the coolest goddamn nickname in the history of cool nicknames.
This tall tale of Monsoon’s childhood sums it up:
“… a terrifying giant from Manchuria. Supposedly born on an isolated farm, ‘Monsoon’ traveled across the countryside […]


Beer really is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.
Just ask the owners of a bar called the Bierdrome in London, England.
These terrorists sell the most expensive beer in the world, which is called Vielle Bon Secours. And one bottle costs you the bill that is graced by none other […]

… because just when he went to order UFC 74: “Respect” the little booger went and did some crazy shit like puke on the remote control.
What a great spot. The only better spot is on the neck. When Blogging Boner gets real heated he tells punks, “Hey, step and I will puke on your […]

It’s true. And there’s is even a “New Hunky Aroma.”
It must be so rad to have great-smelling jizz because that means whores probably enjoy the taste and want to eat it like bon bons.
Poor Pamela Bach. Too bad, so sad.