dang diggy dang da dang da dang diggy diggy dang.

alright awwwright.

my back's jacked. that's a fact.

so....

toby keith won entertainer of the year again at the academy of country music awards last night as well as male vocalist of the year.
that really makes me wanna volunteer that i'm a country music fan. if i do say i love country music, i have to follow it up with, "but not what you hear on the radio." okay then.

yeah...

male vocalist - toby keith
entertainer of the year - toby keith
vocal group -- the rascal flatts

i really wanna be on their team.

here is a quote from the rascal flatts acceptance speech.

"we would like to thank God for blessing our musical journey. we also want to thank our sponsor...coors light."

fucking a dude.

go put some more gel in your hair and shut the fuck up. and what is the fucking deal with toby keith and the bandana-under-the cowboy hat look? he looks like a tard. here is a quote from his acceptance speech.

"let's all go party and rock out vegas."

what a poet.

i'm amazed that i sat there and watched none other than reba mcintire, herself, host three hours of that bullshit. can everyone not see that she is the most fake, self-serving, pathetic excuse of a human being in the world? just me, i guess.

watching her butcher joke after joke, and putting that little sad puppy dog smile of hers on over and over was enough to make me wanna jam my thumbs into my eye sockets. i think i'm getting sick right now thinking about it.

change of subject...

great sopranos episode this week. it's about time. that dream sequence shit pissed me off to no end. my new plan for my sopranos viewing is as follows..... i'm going to wait for it to come out on dvd each year and watch it at my own pace. one weekend. sopranos season done.
fuck this getting geared up each sunday night and being let down 95 percent of the time.

woke up this morning...got yourself a gun.

i was ready for adrianna to die. i would have had her whacked a long time ago. slutty dressing crack ho.

i need to write a tune soon.
maybe at noon.
about a raccoon, or a goon, or a silver spoon.
let go of all my balloons.
under the neon moon.
i need to write a tune soon.

i guess i need to give you fools something to comment on.

the assignment is this:

in 100 words or less, write a synapsis for the final season of the sopranos. the winner, chosen by me of course, wins a bignoggan t-shirt. you will be judged on creativity and dramatic content. incorrect spelling will count against you. good luck and thanks for playing.

the deadline will be monday at 5:00. all posts must be on today's comment section.

this is gonna be cool.

maybe not though,

scott