Cheer up, Grumpy pants!

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?

GeO if you're still mad about me calling you a "flipping shtoopit" I'm sorry...but you really are. So stop being a doos about it and lets get on with our blogging lives. What do you say? Old buddy, old pal...

Just look at it this way - If Rob Mugabe and Tony Blair can be friends, why can't we?

Gotta love the U.S of A...

101 is more fun...yeah!

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.

But guess what? I turn my back for 5 minutes and he goes ahead and steels my 5 seconds of fame for himself. Nice one! Flipping shtoopit!

But like the heading to this post says: "101 is more fun" and I didn't say that just because it rhymes. I said it cause I mean it!

So there you go GeO! How do you like them apples! Don't try coming up with something like a 102nd post either...cos that's just lame!

Ps. He-man will totally kick Skeletor's boney ass!

100th Post

This our 100th post! Woohoo, another landmark for the PhatSnatch! We keep going from strength to strength, one day men, we will be tops of the blogs.
I dedicate this to all my fallen homies - GoodApollo, this ones for you man. Respek!

Number of the Beast

For those of you who dont know today is the end of the world. Thats rights kids, today is hell day. Rumour has it that today is the 6th of June 2006, I dont know how true this rumour is but my sources are quite reliable. Do you know what this means? I dont either. But I do know that if you add 6 to 2006 and you subtract June from the recipricol you can find the radius of the circumfrance of Pythagoras, times Pi, mmm pi - i love pi, (this is very important, now focus). This will give you an answer of 12. Take 12, simmer for 45 minutes and bring to a boil. This will give a gross profit of 127% on an increasing growth curve. Take the pinnacle of that growth curve and you will get an answer of 6...6...6...And that my dear friends is the number of the beast (666). Today is 666.

Forget all the Doomsday prophecies and all the religious fanatic's superstitious banter, today is the day to remember Iron Maiden! The band that sent shockwaves down the spine of conservative parents worldwide. The band that popularised Satanism in the 80's. Oh yeah! Iwannarock! ROCK! I want to rock! Iwannarock! The band that had the most kick ass, the most evil, the most sexy mascot ever, Eddie. The band that perfected the 10minute guitar solo, the band that perfected the 10minute drum solo. Fireworks! Flames! Giant Eddie statues and massive rotating stages! These guys are 666!

All jokes aside, Iron Maiden is truly one of the most legendary Metal bands ever. I had the good fortune of watching this band live at the Carling-Reading festival in the UK last year, and they were fucking amazing! Unfortunately I didn't get photos from the concert on digital, I had one of those disposable Kodaks, sorry no photos from that concert for this post. I have to say for 50year old metal-heads these guys still know how to entertain. Bruce Dickinson (lead vocals) was born to perform. He runs around like a 12year old on a sugar rush, he's vocal range is amazing and he was hardly ever out of tune. Anyone who is a fan of live music has to see this band at least once in their life. They are mind-blowing! No article can come close to describing the utter exhiliration of their live concerts.

Check out the official website here and some interesting band history here.

From me to all of you - have a fantastic Hell Day! 666 Forever!

What Eva

I hate the spazzy show Eva Longoria stars in, whats it called? Degenerate Housewhores? What? Its the most sorriest excuse for a soap opera if you ask me - no wonder chicks love the show.

Whats the difference between Days of Our Lives and Downsyndrome Housewanks? Eva Longoria. Excellent article and some cute pics of the afore-mentioned Hespanic Eva on What Would Tyler Durden Do. I usually go to WWTDD to ogle at bikini clad celebs but this time I tried reading one of the articles. I avoid schleb gossip like the plague but the Eva article looked interesting and I heard a rumour that the print space on Blogs is not just to make the background to naughty pics look more attractive. Great article and even greater pics (even tho they're a little outdated), PhatSnatch can learn a lot from the way the WWTDD team manages their blog. I take my jimmy-hat off to them.

My most painful experience...

Date: Sunday, 4th June 2006

Time: 10:00 am

Place: The shitter at my mom's place

I woke up yesterday, feeling o.k for some one who had twice their body weight in alcohol consumption the previous night.

What can I say? Saturday was just set to be the perfect scenario to get totally shit-faced.

It was the first Springbok rugby match in ages. Hopes were high and spirits were soaring (and flowing) in anticipation of the boks' clash with the World XV team.

Needless to say the game was a total disaster. Although we won, we didn't really win the way we should have.

Which is primarily the reason we kept on drinking to a point that's considered "bad to personal health"

"Bad to personal health" is exactly what it was. I woke up on Sunday with the Incredible Hulk of Babbelas shits. Dsaa-yom! I swear. As i was struggling to get free from this turd, I thought I heard it say:"Hulk Bash! Hulk Smash!"

I was in the crapper for so long, I heard my "missing persons" add on the radio while I was still busy wrestling with this thing.All I could think of was the Austen Powers movie quote:"Who does Mr.2 Work for!?!?" That quote saved my life. It took all my will power and high pain tolerance to get that evil piece of shit out of my body. As I was sitting on that cold, unforgiving piece of white porcelain, I could feel it tearing me another a-hole.

After about 45minutes of blood, sweat and lots and lots of tears. I heard the enlightening splash in the toilet bowl. It was finally over. I survived. I showed The Incredible Hulk-turd from hell who's boss and I was proud of myself. As I turned around to flush. I saw it in all it's horror. I couldn't believe my blood-shot eyes. That poop was the size of a fucking Fiat Uno.

I stood in front of that turd. Victorious and conceited! I felt like Maximus Decimus Meridius, commander of the Armies of the North, General of the Felix Legions, loyal servant to the true emperor, Marcus Aurelius...or something like that...you get my point.

Basically I'm just glad it's over.

Cleavage of the week

Fuck it! I'm in a hurry. I have to go! This is Kelly Brook, no introduction needed. I like cleavage. Click here for more!

Phatsnatch evolution continued...

Behold! the Phat's new banner!

Going with the whole PhatSnatch Evolution thing, we decided that our blog's old banner was way too...well...how do you say...unattractive!

In our defence, it wasn't a bad banner for our very first try, but hey. We're on to bigger and better things.

All that i can say is: "Up, up and away!"

The PhatSnatch Evolution - Yeah!

A new dawn has...umm...dawned... on the Phat.

We, the crew here at phatsnatch have decided to let our baby into the world wide web. We deiced to let our little blog spread its wings and fly into the world of hits, comments and posts. Yes, there are other bigger , badder blogs out there. Blogs that will bully our little Phatsnatch and stick it's head in a toilet and make fun of it in front the pretty girls at school and spray it's jean pant with water so that it looks like he pee'd himself and he goes running to his mommy...and...and...

*takes a deep breath*

Sorry, I lost focus there for a second. Btw, all the things I just mentioned happened to a friend of mine. It definitely did not happen to me...it happened to my friend, like I said.

Getting back to business. We added our blog to satopsites in order to get someone other than GeO's mom and mo from HAM (thanx mo) to read our blog.

Good idea? Bad idea? we're not sure yet.
Time tells all and it flies when I'm high. I mean when I'm having fun. in the sun. with my one barrel gun. Ok, that didn't make any sense. But what the hell does in this crazy world of ours? More about that in another post though.

For now this is Phatboi for Phatsnatch. over and out. and about. cos I shout. it out...