Jackal Weekend Plans??

Let's hear 'em

Here's mine:
Friday
3:45PM - sneak out of work early and head directly to bar for pre-game bevarages
7:30PM - go to Madison Square Garden for Pearl Jam/Band of Horses. Continue getting awesome.
1:00AM - go home and go asleep

Saturday
hang out with my kid and Mrs. BD2 and lay low down at the beach.

Sunday
6:30AM - MS Tour with Nuggets and Pontius. 85 miles of coastline and sunshine eating powerbars, powerade and granola...yuck should be an amazing ride though.
2:00PM on - limp across finish line. ride directly to outdoor bar by the ocean (Windrift) and get awesome again.


Monday - come home sleep for 24 hours

Tuesday - back to this shithole. I mean back to work...

GCOTDx2: Floyd Landis

This guy was stripped of his title in '06 for doping. Dominated the hardest stage of the Tour de France with a superhuman effort (obviously impossible) and then swore he didn't dope in court. He then took donations from family and fans, spent his entire life savings, lost his house and his wife trying to prove to everyone he was innocent. He even wrote a book declaring he rode clean his whole career. Then he is relegated to JV bullshit league and no one wants him anymore.

So what does he do? He goes to the officials and says that he cheated because everyone else cheated so they should still give him a chance. That is like saying, I cheated on my exam but so did everyone else so can you pass me? Then he specifically targets his friends/teammates that he rode with for 10 years because if he can't race then they shouldn't be able to either.

One small problem, Lance didn't cheat. Never did. Lance is my hero. He beat cancer, he beat you 7 times deal with it. Do not fuck with me, clone. I am a jackal. Regardless of my bizarre sports interests and funny cycling outfits I am still a jackal and I will UNF your face...bitch.

Douche.

Small Brain + Small Penis + Too Much $$ = These clones

these scrimps need to be eatin' some butt meat too, huh Boog?

Friday Hottie: Interactive Skanks

fuckin' skanks.

My life with an SUV

The gas station is a common place for me and my Durango to spend some quality time. 12 MPG...let's see your hybrid beat that Head.

Even though it really sucks, I mean really, on gas I fucking love this thing...I am not ashamed to admit I drive a hulking, 'Merican SUV that seats 7 on a daily basis by myself to and from work everyday and love every second of it. I can't wait to pile in it for the Montreal trip for Nuggets'es Bachelor Party.

You all are invited by me so if you want in let me know. Nuggets won't mind (however Pontius might...hehe).

Now if you will excuse me I have to go find some of the few remaining giant piles of snow to drive over and giggle like a school girl.

Jackalslist.org Ball DEEP is selling his whip

If you know anyone that needs a new set of wheels, tell em to buy Ball Deep's Pu$%y-wagon:

http://newjersey.craigslist.org/cto/1284678278.html

$500 off if you are a jackal, or if your name is Steven.

Me and Boog = Schlek Brothers minus the Gay Clone outfits

Frank Schlek doing his best Jonathan Impression

The Schleck brothers (boog and I) overtake Armstrong (ya'll bitch asses)

"I'm very proud of myself -- I'm proud of my brother," Frank Schleck (BD) said. The Schlecks (boog and I) were the main attackers against Contador (Gay Clones) during the final two punishing climbs (posts), and at times took turns relaying each other or trying to shake the Spaniard (jackals not holding shit down).

"We bet everything -- make or break it," Frank Schleck (BD said) said." We deserved to win ... we attacked one after another. We countered well -- it was a good tactic."

Boog and I are holding this shit down like a motherfucka....once again.  Ya'lls is some scrimps.