This shirt just screams "Punch my fuckin face in...Please!"








After a weekend of non-stop drinking and partying you'd think I'd have no trouble sleeping. I mean getting a total of 5 hours sleep in a 48 hour weekend and still having to get through a ball-crunching Monday is no joke.

This is what happens when you play practical jokes in a country thats just come out of a communist run governement. It brings new meaning to the term "dont fuck with me, I'm KGB." The best part of this video is the little tribute they play at the end, its so morbid. This confirms what I've known all along and that is that Russian people are sick. Damned Bolsevics!


Last week I was a little rushed to post the COTW, it was just one of those days where I had no time for anything. Today I'm going to take a much more relaxed approach to my Friday, I'm going to put work on hold and focus my energies on the blog instead. Well, the blog and the World Cup. Which brings me to todays COTW - World Cup Cleavage. Sounds rude when I say it like that doesn't it? World Cup Cleavage - say it with me. When I say it like that it feels like I'm talking about boobs the size of the planet - World Cup boobs. Like the cup that holds them is the world. Mmmyes...
I wanted to post Keeley Hazell's world cup spread but the Chump-Stylers beat me to it. Those guys are good...real good. They can read the Phat's mind, they know our only weakness is under-boob, an over-exposure of under-boob. Quick PhatBoi, where's my lead helmet?
Anyways, the best thing about the World Cup are the fans. Fans like these. The fans and their cleavage - thats what its all about.
And then fans like these:
Now don't say I never give you anything!

Ever since my 101 is more fun post where I lashed out at GeO for writing (or should i say stealing) my 100th post, he's been a little on the quiet side. Were my spoken words too harsh? Did I break his little greek ego? Did I mash it, bash it, stomped in it and trash it?
Seeing that GeO has been on posting steroids lately, I decided to do The Phat's 100th hit post. Just to show my appreciation to his mom and to let her know that we know that she knows our blog exists...and that Good Apollo, in his absence, misses her tremendously.
Date: Sunday, 4th June 2006
Behold! the Phat's new banner!
A new dawn has...umm...dawned... on the Phat.