Been at this WAY too fecking long folks!
But, at this moment could give a mofo rat’s ass!
… ’cause I know it’s gonna be a Lovely Day!
Category Archives: words
Zombie Zhopping!!
… was an inZomniac last night. what else to do? amaZon of course!
order/deal seems to good to be true. code name: Zulu!
more details, blogging to come… Zhhhh… for now!
Zen… baby!
wringing in the new year!
… am sure everybody wanted their hands wrapped tight ’round culprit’s neck! squeezing!! motherfucking douche parked his (her?) car outside my building new year’s eve, quickly, absentmindedly & obliviously went on their clued-out partying way. meanwhile, and apparently unbeknownst (i’m too kind, givin’ shitheads benefit of the doubt) to said motherfucking douche… car alarm kept coming on and off all night/morning! painfully ear-piercing too (was SO SO fucking loud)! ordeal lasted over 26 hours! affected 100s of unhappy campers. if ’16 wasn’t the worst, this kick in the arse made it so for this block of leslieville residents. as david g (who’s pic i use, giving credit to) stated; how lucky the car owner is this happened in a “polite” neighbourhood. he’s right! i swear, this shit happens in the us of a, and that’s a smouldering hunka metal left for dead in no time! alas, our slap on the wrist verdict by some pissed-off and sleep deprived ‘villians consisted of a few nasty notes, a bit of egging… some sushi-ing (lol)… AND, lotsa gingerbread man-ing (LOL)!! YEP, you read that shite right… SUSHI, and GINGERBREAD MEN!!
we don’t play y’all, lol!!
… don’t mess with les(lieville)!!
suckness!
twenty sixteen was ravaging! less than a week to go… it continues!
too many celeb peers of my generation keep dying!
we have four days left ’til seventeen… please, no more!
yin’s yanging!
dansplanets are aligning! everything’s gelling, and… bear in mind; i haven’t moved yet!!
one more month mofos, life will be sweet(er)! and, best part… i’ll be walking the gravy train!!
everything but the kitchen sink lasagna
the whole nine yards lasagna… was a coin flip, both blogposts work/rock! not one to be shy w/leftovers… #foodforafrigginweek! meat sauce is my most complicated, time involved, meatsaucemakingendeavourever. oxtail and veal are the stars of this show… took hours of low ‘n slow-cooking perfection. puts my awesome lasagna bolognese to shame, it’s THAT good! sheets are Italian (of course), these are the thick-ass ones w/wavy ridges, made from durum wheat semolina (of course, again). five cheeses – don’t ask, and went w/a chianti reserva to seal the deal! mangia tutti!
megamofodeepdishlasagna! now, that’s a blogpost folks!
Hakka Holler!!
… 9 dollar hakka holler!!
Manchurian Hakka Noodles (chicken)!
… green chilis are HAKK’NKILLER!!
thanks franks!
… big frank’s pizza house, of course!
… my; i ain’t shy, nom nom nice pie!
… party size w/ salami, soppressata, cremini mushrooms, red onions!
cheesy chili buns!
i invent the coolest shit!!
first, i heated, and slightly broiled the buns, then these bad boys were slathered w/ mustard, heaped w/ chili&cheese, and boiled further to perfection!
… is def a fork and knife kinda meal!
“you’re not lithe” – danistrulytheman
lithe: supple, graceful, agile, limber, flexible, loose-limbed, deft, nimble, willowy!
… wow, willowy is a beautword!
… btw, ain’t namin’ names… you-know-who, lol!
gotta good viberg vibe goin’ on!
… just got these badass kicks; quality is off the mofo charts!!
… worth every fecking penny!!
… love, love, love ’em!!
I will punch a baby bear in his shit
Picture this
I’m a bag of dicks
Put me to your lips
I am sick
I will punch a baby bear in his shit
Give me lip
I’ma send you to the yard, get a stick, make a switch
I can end a conversation real quick
I’m a bag of dicks
Put me to your lips
I am sick
I will punch a baby bear in his shit
Give me lip
I’ma send you to the yard, get a stick, make a switch
I can end a conversation real quick
I am crack
I ain’t lying kick a lion in his crack
I’m the shit, I will fall off in your crib, take a shit
Pet your momma on the booty, kick your dog, fuck your bitch
Fat boy dressed up like he’s Santa and took pictures with your kids
We the best
We will cut a frowny face in your chest, little wench
I’m unmentionably fresh, I’m a mensch, get correct
I will walk into a court while it wrecks, screaming “Yes!
I am guilty, motherfuckers, I am death.”
Hey, you wanna hear a good joke?
Nobody speak, nobody get choked
Get running
Start pumping your bunions, I’m coming
I’m the dumbest, who flamethrow your function to Funyons
Flame your crew quicker than Trump fucks his youngest
Now face the flame fuckers your fame and fate’s done with
I walk Charlie Brown, Peppermint Patty, Linus and Lucy
Put coke in the doobie roll, who needs to smoke with Snoopy
I still remain that dick grabbing slacker that spit a loogie
Cause the tolda of the toolie’ll murder you Frank and Moolies
Fuck outta here, yeah
Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey!
Nobody speak
Nobody speak
Only facts I will shoot up
Baby duck if it quacks, with a Ruger
Top billin’, come cops and villainous shots is blocked, shipped out, and bought, and you’re feeling it
El-P killing it, Killer Mike killing shit
What more can I say, we top dealing it
Valiant without villiany
Viciously file victory
Burn towns and villages
Burning looting and pillaging
Murderers try to hurt us we curse them and all their children
I just want the bread and bologna bundles to tuck away
I don’t work for free, I am barely giving a fuck away
So tell baby Johnny and Mommy to get the fuck away
Heyyo here’s a gun son now run get it to gutterway
Live to shoot another day
Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey!
Nobody speak
Nobody speak
Nobody speak, nobody get choked
I ain’t lying kick a lion in his crack
I’m the shit, I will fall off in your crib, take a shit
Pet your momma on the booty, kick your dog, fuck your bitch
Fat boy dressed up like he’s Santa and took pictures with your kids
We the best
We will cut a frowny face in your chest, little wench
I’m unmentionably fresh, I’m a mensch, get correct
I will walk into a court while it wrecks, screaming “Yes!
I am guilty, motherfuckers, I am death.”
Hey, you wanna hear a good joke?
Nobody speak, nobody get choked
Get running
Start pumping your bunions, I’m coming
I’m the dumbest, who flamethrow your function to Funyons
Flame your crew quicker than Trump fucks his youngest
Now face the flame fuckers your fame and fate’s done with
I walk Charlie Brown, Peppermint Patty, Linus and Lucy
Put coke in the doobie roll, who needs to smoke with Snoopy
I still remain that dick grabbing slacker that spit a loogie
Cause the tolda of the toolie’ll murder you Frank and Moolies
Fuck outta here, yeah
Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey!
Nobody speak
Nobody speak
Only facts I will shoot up
Baby duck if it quacks, with a Ruger
Top billin’, come cops and villainous shots is blocked, shipped out, and bought, and you’re feeling it
El-P killing it, Killer Mike killing shit
What more can I say, we top dealing it
Valiant without villiany
Viciously file victory
Burn towns and villages
Burning looting and pillaging
Murderers try to hurt us we curse them and all their children
I just want the bread and bologna bundles to tuck away
I don’t work for free, I am barely giving a fuck away
So tell baby Johnny and Mommy to get the fuck away
Heyyo here’s a gun son now run get it to gutterway
Live to shoot another day
Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey!
Nobody speak
Nobody speak
Nobody speak, nobody get choked
the 6ix
Toronto… TO… and my new running distance! Six!
I have a perfect course, well, it’s 5.85K and I make up the rest at the end – kinda sucks. I’ll be blogging about my 6K progress, and I promise to blog only if I better it! I ran three consecutive days, and was hoping for a sub 30 minute time today… I almost made it sub 29. I have a goal of 26:30, if I get 27 minutes (was running that fast in 2013), I’ll be stoked, but will continue pushing to go faster. It’s good to have goals… funny, as I was running Saturday, a elderly woman yelled out, “reach your goals”, as I was approaching her. I blew past her, and yelled back, “you betcha”! Great getting inspiration from unexpected people/places!
my sub five splits:
talk about a mofo million dollar pendulum shift!!
SETTLED!!!!!!!
Thanks, Enza for that email… GREATEST news EVER!!
Can’t wait for Colleen’s call tomorrow w/all the juicy details!!
And, fittingly of course, my personal parting salvo;
I wish you nothing but misery you crossed-eyed cunt… fuck off and die!!
“no haiku for you” – dannazi
my low monthly nut
is what keeps me staying put
motherfucking sweet
shutthefuckup!!
… quieter is def better! my 2¢! hate loudmouthmotherfuckers… kind, soft-spoken people are the best! think it has to do w/major insecurities, and talking at high volumes over everyone else makes them seem important. that’s my theory, my freud for the day! whisperdan prefers to keep his trap shut mouse like in public… tanks-a-god… and, know that my dr. shite-y def does too! oh, and btw, thanks for today… good doctor!
flour flower power!
hold on, it keeps gettin’ better… hold on!
lasagna and hydrangeas! went paul bunyan on the leftovers!
… w/olives and ripasso (both from italy)!
… AND, in celebration of St. Joseph’s Day, the best zepp this side of napoli!
hold on, it keeps gettin’ better… hold on!
now, that’s a mouthful!
Holy Hakka Smokes!! Stuffed to the gills Batman… if were fish, but it’s chicken! For the curious, #173 Manchurian Hakka Noodles on the #1 takeout menu… and, I’ll take it!
icaneatthisshitetillthemofocowscomehome!
hi… my name is al! al dente! the REALDEAL al dente!! hmm… jealous Tiff K, lol? I HOPE yer kicking yerself right now, lol? AND, btw… day/weather turned out to be absolutely beautiful! was no excuse/reason ya couldn’t have done a meatball/spaghett drive-by!
… and, yes, I did say spaghett!
feck!
sums up my shite-life! haven’t been gettin’ the bounces lately… not any!
danistrulyinafeckingfunk!!
danistrulytheman 