Rumblings, Ruminations, and Retrospectives

Musings from the mind of the Beast.


“Let Me Poop”

Ok, I just had to share this. No, I haven’t seen the movie Frozen, but I have heard bits of the main song, “Let Me Go”.

Only now, a little girl has remade it the song into an absolutely freaking hilarious version about pooping, called “Let Me Poop”. I wish I were kidding, but this is EPIC.

Have a look and try not to poop from laughing.



Yes, it’s been a while since I posted. Not much to talk about lately, but I’m going to try and fix that.

As a newly-minted NFL fan, especially a fan of the DEFENDING SUPER BOWL CHAMPION Seattle Seahawks, I would totally not be doing my duty if I didn’t mention it was the opening night of pre-season Thursday night.

We face – once again – the Denver Broncos, and I look forward to posting mocking tiny horsie pictures that will definitely upset some of my Twitter followers, but it will be worth it.

I’m looking forward to being a member of the 12’s again this year, and cheering the team on to a repeat Super Bowl Championship. GO HAWKS!


Random Thoughts: June 18 2013

As is custom, especially around offices, in the morning we always tend to greet each other with the time-tested phrase “good morning”. Sometimes “good day”, maybe even “g’day”, but usually it’s “good morning”. It might even be shortened to “morning”.

Every time I hear “good morning” or “morning” used as a greeting, I’m magically transported to one of the absolute greatest skits of all time: Monty Python’s “Spam” skit.

It starts off just as you or I might greet each other: two people sitting down in a cafe to order breakfast, and they say “morning” to greet each other. Absolutely hilarious!


Totally Random Thought

So, I saw this on Twitter…

And, being a relatively healthy adult male, that immediately put my mind into the gutter. Does anyone reading this watch Storage Wars? I know he’s fired now, but there are this many variations of crying out “yes” during sex, what does Dave Hester do?

Dave’s lady: Yes! Yes! Oh yes!


You’re welcome, dear readers.