Don’t get me wrong, every holiday is a drinking holiday if you’re Don Chavez (yes, even Yom Kippur), but the summer holidays really step their game up. Thanksgiving and Christmas are for families still, but Memorial Day? Labor Day? July 4th? CINCO DE MAYO? These are drinking and grilling holidays, folks. And nothing will ever change that. So get your tequila ready and just grill some meat. Even if it’s human meat, it’s all good. The holidays are upon us. The good holidays.
I don’t know if any class of people have been so summarily maligned as gingers (red-haired kids) were by South Park. Before that, the term “ginger” wasn’t even in the popular lexicon, but now everyone in the world is thinking that they don’t have souls because some cartoon characters decided that’s how it’s going to be. This ginger, known on YouTube as “CopperCap,” would like to present a retort, complete with autotune. Let’s here what the kid has to say.
Yup. It’s a ‘Simpsons’ episode come to life. Bill Wisth, a 6′ 6″, 350-pound gentleman from (guess! guess!) Wisconsin, is claiming false advertising at an all-you-can-eat fish fry restaurant, after the establishment cut him off after only his 20th piece of fish.
Jokes aside, this is disgusting. 20 anything is gross, but 20 pieces of fried fish? Ugh. Bill isn’t ashamed, though, and he plans to picket the restaurant every Sunday, which is so goddamn American I don’t know what to do with myself.
Click here for another take on the story…

Last week, Audrina was a guest of honor at Wet Republic in Vegas, and now she’s taken a different bikini to post up in Cabo San Lucas. She works so hard. She deserves a break.
You know what? She looks like she’s having a really good time. Let’s just be happy for her. Or jealous and mean. It’s not my job to tell everyone how to live. Congrats, Audrina. Or I hate you. Either way.
After the break see the rest of the pics…
Oh, Made Man, you’re always looking out for us. This time, you’re trying to find a way we can drink too much and still be potent enough to make love later in the evening, should we be fortunate enough to find a candidate for marriage. I don’t want to spoil the secrets here, but I will let one slip: when she screams at you for being “less than a man,” that doesn’t really help. *Sigh*