<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:27:20.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daves Freakin' World</title><subtitle type='html'>Home Of the BadMonkey</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-6667872634331742404</id><published>2008-07-03T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T07:42:56.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof of Love</title><content type='html'>Hey there world,today is one of those days when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; things on my mind that I have to share.And I start with a Question to you all.Have you ever been in love?Not lust,not the kind of just wanting to get laid,have fun,and forget that person kind of love that lasts a night or a few days.But the kind of Love that you would change your life for that person love.The kind of Love that fills a void in your soul.The kind were you would run to them when they called,because they found a spare moment in there day to be with you kind of love.The kind were you wait for hours just to spend a few minutes in the warmth of there eyes,and comforted by there voice.Sheltered from the drama of the day to day reality of the world by them putting there arms around you.The kind of Love that will make you forsake all others and anything just to have that person hold you and tell you that they love you.The kind of Love that will make a man like me,mister ruff around the edges find his inner romantic side.The kind of Love that feels your dreams with the thoughts of your future together and all your hopes of children and a family.Love with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unbridled&lt;/span&gt; Passion...........Yes,That is what I would call a true Love......................Then in this time of your deepest Love.The person you are in Love with and who is in Love with you starts to find excuses for not calling,not spending time with you,not being there for you as you have for them.And the words I Love You are used as just a way of ending a phone conversation and not with the passion of the way they used to use them toward you.They have just become words again.You are lost,confused,and alone again.And your heart is so heavy.You search for answers to your hearts questions so as to understand what you have done so wrong as to loose this Love that you had.And the last person that a man would ever want to go to ask for help is the person with the most honest answer.Your Mother,the one who you never wanted to talk to about this all till you were bringing this Love of yours to meet her to get her blessing to marry this new Love of yours.And your Mother in her simple way only asks you to ask yourself this one question..........Name one thing that your Love has done to prove her Love to you,just one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt; that this person you have done so much for and would do so much more for has ever done in the time you have been together ,for you ,to prove there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;undieing&lt;/span&gt; Love and Devotion to you.Name the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt; that they have made for Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-6667872634331742404?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6667872634331742404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=6667872634331742404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/6667872634331742404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/6667872634331742404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/proof-of-love.html' title='Proof of Love'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-4842221065005182063</id><published>2008-07-01T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T19:08:37.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Used Up</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a strange run for me here lately,I am so depressed that I don't sleep at night.I find myself walking around the house at 2 in the morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;smoking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cigarette's&lt;/span&gt; and wondering how my life went so wrong.I am what many people would call a successful person in my line of work.I have a small business that does about a million dollars a year gross that I and my partners started with nothing.We have worked when others have gone under in these troubled times.I'm not rich by any means,but I don't have to worry about much.I could have a nice life if I had someone that wanted me for me to have a nice life with.I thought I had found this person,but she is not ready for some reason to take on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;commitment&lt;/span&gt; of being with someone who cares for her and her child.In my eyes and that of others I am the best thing to have ever happen to this person.But for my Love and troubles I have nothing to show but heartache and this empty void in my soul that she said she was there to fill.I have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;list&lt;/span&gt; of broken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;promises&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt; of a man that at one time was looking forward to marriage plans and the hopes of a family with this women that all he wanted to do was to make her life so much better than it has ever been.I feel so lost in her confusion of what it is now that she says she wants.I am so in Love and so left behind,wondering threw the darkness with nothing to guide me.I was washed in a flood of her love and kindness only a 6 weeks ago.My life was on the way to the utopia that she painted for my with her words of love and the actions that brought these words to reality.This has all come to what is looking like an end that I never foresaw and never wanted and to this minute still don't want to ever end.I want her Love,her touch,her words,and the sound of her voice.I feel so alone now,more than I ever have in my entire life and I don't know what to do to fix any of it.I'm confused,lost,lonely,hurt,sad,and most of all still in Love...........I'm just USED up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-4842221065005182063?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4842221065005182063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=4842221065005182063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/4842221065005182063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/4842221065005182063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/used-up.html' title='Used Up'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-3130219960341187094</id><published>2008-06-20T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T16:05:11.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top of the World Ma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dS6lN0e2pg8/SFwzj2i7U_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0uYwML1fA3o/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214099159618638834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dS6lN0e2pg8/SFwzj2i7U_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0uYwML1fA3o/s320/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dS6lN0e2pg8/SFwzkUBr-gI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_PRCSLbMYwk/s1600-h/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214099167532284418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dS6lN0e2pg8/SFwzkUBr-gI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_PRCSLbMYwk/s320/104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check this shit out boys and girls,Yes,that is your hero Dave in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;helicopter&lt;/span&gt;.Man I love my job at times.How many folks do you know of that has a 500 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;million&lt;/span&gt; dollar a year company send out there private chopper just so you can go fly over a job to bid it for them.Hell yea baby,we be the shit now.Then have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; President of that company refer to it as you having your own chopper.Yea that's right we bad.As you might have picked up on I was a little amped up about this ride.It wasn't my first with them,but it still makes me feel good that they go threw the trouble and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;expense&lt;/span&gt; of doing it for us.Our little 4 man company getting that kind of treatment is a monumental &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;achievement&lt;/span&gt; in my eyes.I think the coolest part is to pull up and park somewhere and then watch the people around looking at you and wondering what you are doing parked just of the road and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;horizon&lt;/span&gt; the chopper swoops in and you walk out and get into it.Well that's about all I have to say on that so far,so I'm out of here,My chopper awaits................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-3130219960341187094?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3130219960341187094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=3130219960341187094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/3130219960341187094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/3130219960341187094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/top-of-world-ma.html' title='Top of the World Ma'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dS6lN0e2pg8/SFwzj2i7U_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0uYwML1fA3o/s72-c/071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-2289383635528531424</id><published>2008-05-20T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:33:31.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Dirty Apes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey there everybody,(&lt;em&gt;all one of ya&lt;/em&gt;) It's me Bad Monkey.I was settin' here on my ass while Dave was away,(&lt;em&gt;taken a shit or something&lt;/em&gt;) and i figured I'd give you a little 411 on what's been happening around here lately.From my point of view my life is pretty damn sweet right now.Here i am just chillin' with a cold Dr.Pepper and a York's peppermint patty to munch on.Yea i know what your thinking,i have lost my mind huh.Yea you think Dave's going to find out I'm all up in his Kool-Aid and beat hell out of me. Well you would be WRONG. That boy is all hung up on this chic he posted the pic of on here.Which makes my life sweet.He hasn't beat me since she has been around,so that makes her like my best buddy.I can get away with murder right now.Damn i hope she would marry this crazy motherfucker or something and i could rule the damn world.It would be like Plant of the Apes up in this biotch.........now get out my peppermint patty is melting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-2289383635528531424?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2289383635528531424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=2289383635528531424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/2289383635528531424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/2289383635528531424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/damn-dirty-apes.html' title='Damn Dirty Apes'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-115656785833427733</id><published>2008-05-18T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:01:22.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wed.---(Not on Wed.and not so Wordless)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dS6lN0e2pg8/SDDesYLJGnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Io9cve2tdbA/s1600-h/me+may+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201902423597718130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dS6lN0e2pg8/SDDesYLJGnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Io9cve2tdbA/s320/me+may+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my baby talking to me on the phone.Bad Monkey is so happy for me......and him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-115656785833427733?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115656785833427733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=115656785833427733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/115656785833427733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/115656785833427733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/thats-my-baby-talking-to-me-on-phone.html' title='Wordless Wed.---(Not on Wed.and not so Wordless)'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dS6lN0e2pg8/SDDesYLJGnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Io9cve2tdbA/s72-c/me+may+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-3839704179110736349</id><published>2008-05-05T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:16:43.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-3839704179110736349?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3839704179110736349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=3839704179110736349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/3839704179110736349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/3839704179110736349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/free-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-4251502133635994359</id><published>2008-05-01T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T20:45:15.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Helpings</title><content type='html'>I just have to say this before I go off to bed,I was rereading some of my old post.Hell I went all the way back to the first one that I ever put on here.And it saddens me to know that more people don't or haven't read my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;writings&lt;/span&gt;. Cause I really have got to say I am one Funny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Motherfucker&lt;/span&gt;...............(&lt;em&gt;and I like to misspell the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;curse&lt;/span&gt; words when I type,So as to make the spellcheck say dirty words,I just love that part&lt;/em&gt;) You know,if more people thought the way I do there would be less bad people in the world.(&lt;em&gt;Cause i would have killed them fuckers by now&lt;/em&gt;) And don't forget to yell &lt;strong&gt;TIMBER&lt;/strong&gt; when you log out...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-4251502133635994359?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4251502133635994359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=4251502133635994359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/4251502133635994359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/4251502133635994359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/second-helpings.html' title='Second Helpings'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-6646443857336964519</id><published>2008-05-01T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:06:22.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thumb Feelings</title><content type='html'>Hey,Folks....&lt;strong&gt;WHHAAAAAATTTTTTSSSSSS..UUUUUUPPPPPPP&lt;/strong&gt;. I been wanting to do that for a while.It cracks me the fuck up.OK,ok back to the reason for my putting fingers to keys.I have noticed something here lately that i just had to put in Al Gores Internet(&lt;em&gt;FUCK AL GORE&lt;/em&gt;).I have been introduced to text messaging lately.I still don't care for it cause i suck at it.But,What I have found in my thumb fuckin' my phone is that people (&lt;em&gt;women as far as I can tell&lt;/em&gt;)will text you shit that they would never say in person or over the phone. I'm not shittin' ya,they will say shit on a text that would make a motherfucking pervert blush. And in cryptic detail to boot.They may be all sweet little mothers or daughters on the phone or at work and all.But,let them start letting the thumbs do the talking and son of a bitch man I'm telling you there is going to be some graphic getting down to the nitty gritty pornographic sexin' going up on that little colored phone screen.I just could not believe it.That is why i had to tell you all about what i learned.Yea,Yea,Yea I hear you asking the question."Well Dave what is your opinion of this?" Well folks I can't lie.When this stuff first came across my phone, I was shocked,then my next thought (&lt;em&gt;as the sweat beaded up on my forehead&lt;/em&gt;) was damn,i really want to do this nasty texting chic................So until next time.....(&lt;em&gt;Come here Bad Monkey I'm going to have to spank the shit out of you&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-6646443857336964519?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6646443857336964519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=6646443857336964519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/6646443857336964519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/6646443857336964519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/thumb-feelings.html' title='Thumb Feelings'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-1241318769861808937</id><published>2008-04-30T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:49:45.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-day G-man</title><content type='html'>Well folks today is a special day.Today is May 1st (&lt;em&gt;Stop looking at the day I posted this and saying ,"No it's not it's April 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;" Cause your pissing me off&lt;/em&gt;) Yes,today May 1st is My nephew Garret Horn's Birthday.So I figured i give him a little pat on the back from his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ol&lt;/span&gt;' uncle Dave. Seeing he has never been on my blog. Oh,yea he will be 8, (&lt;em&gt;I heard you asking how old he would be so that's why i put it on here&lt;/em&gt;) So I figured I should say Happy Birthday today,cause your Aunt Nay (&lt;em&gt;My Ex-Bitch-Wife&lt;/em&gt;) is going to FUCK UP your birthday party this Sunday.Sorry about that little buddy......................Monkey grab your umbrella, there's a shit storm on the horizon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-1241318769861808937?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1241318769861808937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=1241318769861808937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/1241318769861808937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/1241318769861808937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-b-day-g-man.html' title='Happy B-day G-man'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-1274145649476383800</id><published>2008-04-30T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T20:30:38.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dS6lN0e2pg8/SBlD8IrbdoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TY33voiE3Qg/s1600-h/Woodlands+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195258345549428354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dS6lN0e2pg8/SBlD8IrbdoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TY33voiE3Qg/s320/Woodlands+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea,I know,there's not suppose to be any words,but it's my blog so I break the rules when I damn well want.I took this in The Woodlands,Texas.(&lt;em&gt;You have to put a capital t, in the,cause the, is part of the name&lt;/em&gt;)I took this for Abbie so she could see a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;piece&lt;/span&gt; of home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-1274145649476383800?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1274145649476383800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=1274145649476383800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/1274145649476383800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/1274145649476383800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/wordless-wed.html' title='Wordless Wed.'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dS6lN0e2pg8/SBlD8IrbdoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TY33voiE3Qg/s72-c/Woodlands+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-3109704154200684645</id><published>2008-04-25T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T21:14:38.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Alive but Not feeling it.....</title><content type='html'>Well Hello there,I say that shit like someone is really there to hear it.I'm pretty sure that I'm by myself do to the fact that I haven't been keeping up with my blogging like I thought I would be when I started this.I've been kind of busy with trying to run a business in these crazy ass times.And when not hard at work I'm a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fuckoff&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;yea,I can admit it&lt;/em&gt;).I spend most of my spare time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;settin&lt;/span&gt;' around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wondering&lt;/span&gt; what my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grand babies&lt;/span&gt; are doing in Georgia.I get to see pictures and talk a little on the phone. (&lt;em&gt;Abbie does her best to keep me in the loop,God Bless her for that&lt;/em&gt;) I've always heard people talk about how hard it is to watch your kids &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;grow up&lt;/span&gt; and become little people and teens and adults and all.Well because I never had any kids of my own I really didn't understand.(&lt;em&gt;Silly Me&lt;/em&gt;) Then I got my own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;grand babies&lt;/span&gt; that have been around me since they were born.Hell I was even there for a couple of them.(&lt;em&gt;Not in the room,you freak,that was a private thing)&lt;/em&gt; And now I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;startin'&lt;/span&gt; to really understand it.Then throw on top of that,that they are a 12 hour drive away from me and life really starts to suck.But hey,It's my pity party and I'll cry if I want to,So grab a noise maker and a party hat and shut the hell up.And remember to tip your wait staff before you log off.................(&lt;em&gt;and Monkey stop getting hair in my drinks&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-3109704154200684645?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3109704154200684645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=3109704154200684645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/3109704154200684645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/3109704154200684645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-alive-but-not-feeling-it.html' title='I&apos;m Alive but Not feeling it.....'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-6683207591914967048</id><published>2007-11-19T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T20:40:15.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counter Terrorist</title><content type='html'>Well the hunt is over. Yes,Once again your hero has made his pilgrimage to the hill country in search of deer. I myself did not get a deer, for I am to good at my part in this excursion for the hoofed friends of Santa Claus. My part again for this years trip was to guard the house(&lt;em&gt;Homeland Security&lt;/em&gt;) and not let any of these crazied beast inside to steal the couch,T.V.or the fridge. And once again I performed my duties to the up most.I am proud to report nothing was lost and no blood was shed on my watch.I must commend my counterparts(&lt;em&gt;J-Bird,Ford,and&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Mark&lt;/em&gt;) on their efforts of keeping the angry hoards of Central Texas deer from breaking threw or perimeter defences by taking out 6 of these corn eating demons. It makes me a proud Texan and American to be able to say, Sleep soundly Center Point, Texas for we have done our part to keep your town safe from these terrifying creatures that hound you..........Hou Ra!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-6683207591914967048?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6683207591914967048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=6683207591914967048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/6683207591914967048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/6683207591914967048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/counter-terrorist.html' title='Counter Terrorist'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-3996195606965301201</id><published>2007-11-12T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:54:27.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous</title><content type='html'>There are times in a persons life that they get the chance to meet special people in this world. Famous,infamous,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;celebrities&lt;/span&gt;,royalty,are what ever one might call them for one reason or another. These are the people or persons you see on t.v. or in the movies or pictured in some kind of print or picture of some kind. This country for one reason or the other has been eat up with this celebrity worship of late. Well let me tell you this.I don't buy into that crap.No, Star magazine or Enquirer for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ol&lt;/span&gt;' Dave here, It ain't happening No sir re Bob. You might ask yourself (Self?)What's the reason that Dave don't need your Bullshit Mags?..........Answer...Cause Folks!! I am related to a celebrity!!! (And if your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scoring&lt;/span&gt; at home here comes the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blatant&lt;/span&gt; plug) Yes, None other than the  Little Miss Princess of Georgia. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Grand baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kaycie&lt;/span&gt;.Yea, That's right Royalty. (Suck on that Paris Hilton.  Oh I forgot, she already did!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-3996195606965301201?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3996195606965301201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=3996195606965301201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/3996195606965301201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/3996195606965301201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/famous.html' title='Famous'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-8729253864181756714</id><published>2007-11-02T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T17:39:54.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Bananas</title><content type='html'>I would like to take a moment to bring something to your attention that you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fine&lt;/span&gt; folks might be able to help me with.It seems that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BadMonkey&lt;/span&gt; has run off during my vacation to Georgia. As it has come to me in some reports.He has been seen in the Georgia area in the company of a young lady in a silver Chevy Tahoe.Now as memory serves,one Abbie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HammerHead&lt;/span&gt; drives one said Tahoe of the Chevy variety.So as I am coming to understand,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BadMonkey&lt;/span&gt; has moved to another Blog. So I guess all I can say is enjoy your vacation monkey cause I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;eatin&lt;/span&gt;' your Damn Bananas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Biiiaatch&lt;/span&gt;................And I don't even like the damn things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-8729253864181756714?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8729253864181756714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=8729253864181756714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/8729253864181756714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/8729253864181756714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/gone-bananas.html' title='Gone Bananas'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-8834735092849617086</id><published>2007-10-31T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:03:51.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Haloween Greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOO!!!!!!!Damnit..........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-8834735092849617086?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8834735092849617086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=8834735092849617086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/8834735092849617086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/8834735092849617086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/texas-haloween-greetings.html' title='Texas Haloween Greetings'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-869210774215721096</id><published>2007-10-31T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T19:57:49.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Gift</title><content type='html'>This has to be one of the best things that I have ever done. On the 22nd of this month I left out for a trip to Georgia to see my Amiee Jo and her Loving family for her birthday. I have told this story to many people since I got back about how I was on the phone with Jo as I was getting close to her house. I asked her if she could have anything in the world for her birthday,what would it be? And how her answer was to have her pee paw there with her for her birthday.That has got to be the biggest thrill in ones life to make someones wish come true. I have teared up,and gotten a lump in my throat every time i have told this to anyone,hell I'm even doing it now just typing it. I can honestly say thou. When my life flashes before my eyes,and the good lord takes me from this earth, It will all have been worth it if I get to see that piece of my life again in reflection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-869210774215721096?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/869210774215721096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=869210774215721096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/869210774215721096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/869210774215721096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/birthday-gift.html' title='Birthday Gift'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-8689957412016798544</id><published>2007-10-14T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T21:13:00.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Feathered Cock</title><content type='html'>Well hello there, I'm back.Yea it's been about 2 weeks or so since I last wrote, I have had what I like to call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; block. Most folks would call it depression or laziness, depending on what generation you are from. But either way I am writing. I don't really have a subject in mind at this time,I have been dealing with my CPA lately, while she has been working on my taxes from '06 that I had an extension on. So I have been a little preoccupied with that shit.Funny how your taxes are such a big deal to you, and then your CPA tells you, don't worry I got it handled. Yea, Handled,Fuck you. You took 6 fucking months to do something you said was a couple hours work and I am not suppose to worry. The bitch is lucky to still be alive. If she would have fuck me on this I'm more than sure no one would have convicted me for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;offin&lt;/span&gt;' her. Yea,your right,I have been a little stressed over this. But don't worry about me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BadMonkey&lt;/span&gt; is reading Tax Prep For Dummies so as to do them next year. So with that I'll send you back to your Life,that is still in progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-8689957412016798544?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8689957412016798544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=8689957412016798544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/8689957412016798544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/8689957412016798544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/pink-feathered-cock.html' title='Pink Feathered Cock'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-8085545074732099046</id><published>2007-10-01T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T20:39:57.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SickMonkey</title><content type='html'>I have not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;written&lt;/span&gt; much lately,do to the fact my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BadMonkey&lt;/span&gt; has been a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SickMonkey&lt;/span&gt;.My poor monkey has had an allergic reaction to some popcorn that was poured on him recently.I don't know if it was the popcorn or all the fake butter that caused this.He has broken out in spots not unlike chicken pox.He has been itchy,so my poor monkey is now pink from all the lotion I have had to put on him.So this has taken up much of my time.I hope to be back at it in the near future. But for now I must leave to take care of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pinkmonkey&lt;/span&gt;,That Funky Monkey,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PinkMonkey&lt;/span&gt;,That Funky Monkey.(&lt;em&gt;feel free to sing along&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-8085545074732099046?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8085545074732099046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=8085545074732099046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/8085545074732099046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/8085545074732099046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/sickmonkey.html' title='SickMonkey'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-6348926892710663767</id><published>2007-10-01T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T14:25:58.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Comment</title><content type='html'>Today I have no comment,no opinion,or anything to say.I have a lot of stuff to talk about,but at this time,nothing.Not shit,not any,not zip,zero or zilch.Nada,fucking thing.That is what I have to say.And it took this many damn words to say it.But don't worry your pretty heads.I'll think of something soon.So shut your pie-hole and come back later.SSeeeeyaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-6348926892710663767?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6348926892710663767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=6348926892710663767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/6348926892710663767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/6348926892710663767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-comment.html' title='No Comment'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-2948551031787518283</id><published>2007-09-27T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T15:25:03.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BadMonkey Here,Well my plot to ransom Dave has been an utter failure.I only got 17 bucks out of your sorry asses.So i had to try and kill him like i said i was going to do.That sumbitch has a head like a chunk of granite,I wore myself out beatin' on it ,and just barely messed up his hair.Motherfucker,But don't you damn well worry i'm working on a new plan. I really just wanted to say to all of you out there who didn't send me any money the same thing that i say to virgins,thanks for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-2948551031787518283?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2948551031787518283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=2948551031787518283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/2948551031787518283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/2948551031787518283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/thanks-for-nothing.html' title='Thanks for Nothing'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-9169824163644703129</id><published>2007-09-27T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T14:27:26.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acting</title><content type='html'>It has been brought to my attention that do to my outlook on the actor "Doctor Dreamy" on the television show Greys Anatomy that i must be jealous.Quit to the contrary,I was chosen for this role some months ahead of this alleged actor.But do to contractual conflicts with my doing this blog I was advised by my attorneys(and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BadMonkey&lt;/span&gt;) to decline the role.As many of you may know i have had a long and promising acting career.I have acted as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;responsible&lt;/span&gt; adult for some time now,I acted as a loving Husband for almost 15 years till the series was cancelled.I have and am acting as an employer for a growing business.Not to mention all the times i have acted an ass on many occasions.But my most enjoyable role has to be when i get to play a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PeePaw&lt;/span&gt;. My cast is the best and they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; talented.For this role i don't need a pat on the back,or any statues of gold or people taking my picture or autographs.This is one of the roles i was born to play.The only one that i have missed my casting call for is the one of father,for that is the role worth waiting for.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BadMonkey&lt;/span&gt; fetch me my copy of Variety magazine and get me a drink.Please put your popcorn boxes in the trash on your way out of my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-9169824163644703129?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9169824163644703129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=9169824163644703129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/9169824163644703129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/9169824163644703129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/acting.html' title='Acting'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-1620454212794245476</id><published>2007-09-27T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:24:57.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping Crazy People</title><content type='html'>Son of a bitch if i haven't met my far share of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;frickin&lt;/span&gt;' crazies.I know this is a subject that we can all find some common ground on.You know the types,the ones you can't reason with,(&lt;em&gt;not to be&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;confused with the plain stupid motherfuckers out there&lt;/em&gt;) the ones who just make you want to see if you slapped them as hard as you can that they would flip around in the air like in a bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt; movie.Ladies I'm talking about women here.(&lt;em&gt;I'll get to guys in a minute so stop talking&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;to the monitor,I can't fucking hear you anyway&lt;/em&gt;)Yea you know the type,the ones that blame you for everything that has gone wrong in there lives since you first said hello to them.Wife,Girlfriend or whatever they want to be called.Well i finally figured out what all these crazy ass women have in common.They have a vagina,.....And i have come to the conclusion that this is the common denominator in this factor of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;psychosis&lt;/span&gt;.But,i have also figured out a cure for this mental problem. And i myself am willing to do my part by volunteering to head up a medical study(&lt;em&gt;with the help of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BadMonkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)to help these women find sanity.What needs to be done,is these women need to give away the vagina Yes ladies, that's the plan,give away that pussy and you will make yourselves and the world a better place.Yes,give till it hurts(&lt;em&gt;or you walk&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;funny&lt;/em&gt;).For the sake of the world is between your legs.And I,being the founder of the cure will bare the burden of taking all the pussy i can handle.So dig deep and give for your own sake.And giving can also be preventive from becoming crazy.(&lt;em&gt;side effects-crazy guys won't be crazy&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;anymore if they are getting laid&lt;/em&gt;) So ask your Dave and see if getting laid can work for you.&lt;br /&gt;Please see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BadMonkey&lt;/span&gt; for an appointment to see your Dave before logging out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-1620454212794245476?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1620454212794245476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=1620454212794245476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/1620454212794245476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/1620454212794245476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/helping-crazy-people.html' title='Helping Crazy People'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-2511517633544875533</id><published>2007-09-27T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T11:05:16.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greys Anatomy Research Study</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the research department of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DavesFreakinWorld&lt;/span&gt;.After many months of data collection on my part(Dave)and untold numbers of researchers from many fields of study,including the help of the world renowned mind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BadMonkey&lt;/span&gt;,today is the premier of our findings.This is also the first day of the new season of Grey's Anatomy.This is no coincidence by any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stretch&lt;/span&gt;. Our data &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;positively&lt;/span&gt; proves the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;correlation&lt;/span&gt; between this television show and aliens trying to have sex with earth women.First we have to take the name of the show.Greys-Greys are the name that is given to a form of alien life forms known to visit this planet (Earth) for some time now.Then we have the second part,Anatomy-this refers to the body.The human form,Particularly the female of the human species.(Because no guy is going to watch this stuff)They have on this show a male who is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; an alien in human form that the females drool over.He is a combination of things that a women wants,Doctor-tells you he has money,Good looks-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Giving&lt;/span&gt; the impression he can make cute babies.And then to top it all off they give him this name,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;McDreamy&lt;/span&gt; bringing together two things women want,McDonald's and a good nights sleep.This alien sex theory has been seen in real time by scientist in towns all over the United States,particularly in a small town north of Atlanta, Georgia.Here some lovely young women have been known to consume alcohol and watch said show in an almost nude state of dress.This started with only a few subjects,but has grown. It's built to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;drunken &lt;/span&gt;sex cult,drawing in hot sexy women with wet lips,nice pert breasts and taught buttocks ,Oh!!!!! Johnnie............Oh Fuck Yea!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;BadMonkey&lt;/span&gt; start loading the truck with alcohol while I find my lab coat.We don't have much time before the show starts to make it to Georgia! And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;BadMonkey&lt;/span&gt; on Thursdays just call me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;McDave&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-2511517633544875533?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2511517633544875533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=2511517633544875533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/2511517633544875533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/2511517633544875533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/alien-research.html' title='Greys Anatomy Research Study'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-211018946199164452</id><published>2007-09-22T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T20:41:25.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Lookin' for guy with sense of humor"</title><content type='html'>This statement has to be one of the damnedest things that i have ever heard said. And i must say that i hear it and see it written in most every bullshit profile that most every single women posts.(&lt;em&gt;And the married ones wanting to cheat on their husbands&lt;/em&gt;) Here it is ,the always present "I'm just looking for a guy with a sense of humor" (&lt;em&gt;horseshit&lt;/em&gt;) Trust me on this one folks she's got to be fuckin' kidding.......O.K I know i'm no ___________ (&lt;em&gt;you fill in the blank&lt;/em&gt;) but let me be honest(&lt;em&gt;cause she's not&lt;/em&gt;) about this, I have brought a chuckel to a women are two in my day ,but i will damn well tell you this. I wasn't gettin' laid like i was passing out pardons in a womens prison or nothin' either. So what the hell is that statement suppose to represent in the real world? Some of these posts, i get the sense of humor statement.Cause you would have to have a since of humor just to be seen with these women. Then you have the ones who look like they just fell out of a Playboy magazine. With the same shit on their profile. Surely you can't think, that i am stupid enough to believe, that if i could get this chick laughing hard enough to blow snot out of her new surgicley enhanced nose .That Dave could be plowin' her back 40 like Old McDonald down on the farm.(&lt;em&gt;ei, ei ,ooooohhh yes,Yes,YES&lt;/em&gt;!!!) This is not an issue i plan to give up on,i need answers,i need the truth,and i need a straw hat and some bib overalls like Old McDonald.Cause babe if i'm gonna be plowin' i want to look the part.So ladies do your part with some Farmaid if you really are looking for just a humorous fella...........and feel free to pick yourself some strawberrys from my field on your way out.(&lt;em&gt;whip creams on you&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-211018946199164452?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/211018946199164452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=211018946199164452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/211018946199164452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/211018946199164452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/lookin-for-guy-with-sense-of-humor.html' title='&quot;Lookin&apos; for guy with sense of humor&quot;'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-5122049248221765936</id><published>2007-09-22T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T12:32:49.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello everybody it's me BadMonkey,Daves asleep or passed out on the couch.So i don't know how much time i have,so i will get right to business,Please help me.I can't take it anymore.This fucker is crazy as shit.What do you meen you don't understand?Have you read some of the shit he writes.I can't take it anymore,I have to get away.I don't want to hurt him,but i will if pushed any further.I would have escaped already but i can't get his billfold out of his pants.Hey even a monkey needs some traveling money.So i tell you what,if you all could send me say 20 bucks each i think i could make it out of here without having to hurt him.Yea,YEA,that's it send me some money or i'm going to split this motherfuckers head open like a ripe melon.So hurry the fuck up,you got 24 hours to come up with the money or i'll off his ass. The clock is tickin'...........BadMonkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-5122049248221765936?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5122049248221765936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=5122049248221765936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/5122049248221765936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/5122049248221765936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/help-me.html' title='Help me.'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-7598679385997214222</id><published>2007-09-21T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T20:35:43.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruel Joke</title><content type='html'>I was having a discussion with BadMonkey about something that has been bothering me for sometime now.I talk with him ,seeing I don't have a shrink like most of the outside world.I tried a shrink once. I said to him "Hey Doc,I have trouble making friends, you cocksucker".......So now i just talk to BadMonkey.See the thing is,for most of my life i have had this problem that i have tried to keep hidden.For i feel that the cosmos has pulled a cruel joke on me.But i don't know why i should have to keep it hidden any longer,for with the political climate the way it is now,with the political correctness and hate crime laws in place as they are,I feel that it is due time that i stand on my soapbox and scream to the heards of sheeple in the outside world,"Yes,Yes,I am A Lesbian In A Man's Body". There i have finally said it.I love the pussy.Call me a lesbo, I wear the badge proudly.Call me a carpet muncher,for i have no more shame in the matter.For I ,like the homeless man shall eat at the Y. And now with that said,I must venture on my quest to be a practiceing lesbian.Volunteers welcome.Just comment your e-mail and BadMonkey will sign you up and give you a number.Please no pushing,I promise to get to all of you as quick as i can........And remember the Manlesbian motto To Eat It Everyday..........See Monkey to have your parking validated before you log out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-7598679385997214222?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7598679385997214222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=7598679385997214222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/7598679385997214222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/7598679385997214222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/cruel-joke.html' title='Cruel Joke'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-503616840714504510</id><published>2007-09-20T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T20:32:35.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SadMonkey</title><content type='html'>The kind of shit that goe's on in the outside world really pisses me right the fuck off.Today after a hard day at work, i have to come home to find that my monkey is in some kind of deep depression.The fuckin' thing is drunk wallowing in it's on puke.(&lt;em&gt;have you ever smelled monkey&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;puke?well motherfuck me&lt;/em&gt;!!!) Well ain't this just fuckin' lovely,was my thought.I have spent my day thinking of the things i was going to send out on my blog to the masses.(&lt;em&gt;oh yea i do have a&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;list,and all you sexy Grey's Anatomy watchin'lovelies are on it&lt;/em&gt;.) To have to deal with this.After many hours and several pots of coffee,Monkey has confessed to me what has caused this.Well as it seems Monkey has been surfin' the singels sites,posting profiles and shit in my name.And son of a bitch if the little hairy fucker doesn't get a hit from what could only be called the sexist chick in the Ukraine.(&lt;em&gt;Yes i have seen the pictures and that's all i will admit to&lt;/em&gt;.)Then after almost 2 weeks of e-mails the gal slips up and sends the same e-mail again from about 3 days ago.Yea,it was rehashed with some of the previous e-mail stuff, but you could tell right then that this was a scam.I feel so sorry for my BadMonkey.Monkey said that friends had told'em it was a scam and to not give out Daves money.(&lt;em&gt;Good thing i didn't loose any money,cause drunk,sick or&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;brokenhearted I'd be kickin' me some primate ass&lt;/em&gt;.)So now i have a SadMonkey,for he feels that he has been sent kickin' his little heart down the information super highway.(&lt;em&gt;Fuckin'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;commie bastards&lt;/em&gt;).This is just the kind of shit that makes me want to take a hot air balloon ride over places and drop shit filled paper lunch sacks on people.Why you want to fuck with my monkey?Now who in the sam hell is going to fix my crown and coke? I'm really starting to dislike people.............................And always remember to check.......(&lt;em&gt;Oh hell ,you know what to do just go home.Come&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;on monkey let's go to bed.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-503616840714504510?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/503616840714504510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=503616840714504510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/503616840714504510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/503616840714504510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/sadmonkey.html' title='SadMonkey'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-3837811128828485885</id><published>2007-09-19T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:23:53.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BadMonkey says "HI"</title><content type='html'>BadMonkey Says "Ladies and Gentlemen Please start with Daves Welcome Post First and Have A Great Day"......................Actually the Damn thing said "ouoo oouo ooiiiioo" But i really didn't think you would understand all that shit that she said.(So i got drunk and made the Monkey type all this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-3837811128828485885?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3837811128828485885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=3837811128828485885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/3837811128828485885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/3837811128828485885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/badmonkey-says-hi.html' title='BadMonkey says &quot;HI&quot;'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-5429484219958213357</id><published>2007-09-19T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:14:10.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights on for safety</title><content type='html'>I know you think this is going to be some boring training film lingo bullshit.Well it's not the title was to lure you in like, kids to Micheal Jacksons house.For today we are going to be exploreing some caves in Daves world.That's why i dressed you all in the explorer cloathes and the hardhats with the lights.(and yes i did watch you undress hehehe.Stop your bitching it's my blog).Now lights on for safety!( My safty that is,I don't need one of you clumsy fuckers givin' me a concussion or some shit)As you work your way into my ear(whip your feet)you will notice that i cleaned the ear wax out to make your journey more pleasent.This could be a long walk so i hope you brought snacks.Now what we see inside is kind of a interactive type system.Depending on your interaction with the internal and external works of Dave is kind of the control of what you will find in this abyess.As we make our way deeper inside we can see the multi personalities of Dave.What we have at this point is very loving and sometimes misunderstood brain.(hey,Dude,Yea You.Stop pissing behind his memories of 1984)That's it ,tours over, Everybody get the fuck out.Leave your hardhat's on his shoulder,Are you will be charged for them.And change cloathes!!!! Remember what BadMonkey says Check Your Friends For Ticks Before Loggin off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-5429484219958213357?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5429484219958213357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=5429484219958213357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/5429484219958213357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/5429484219958213357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/lights-on-for-safety.html' title='Lights on for safety'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-8737963086637446386</id><published>2007-09-18T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:12:03.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whale shit!!!</title><content type='html'>You fine folks have only one person to blame for the horseshit you are finding poping up on your computer from this site you are in now.And that would be Abbie.So take it up with her if you are offended by my words. For she's the one who put me up to this shit.(I'm from Texas, If you were wundering ,to all you damn english majors who who keep correcting my grammer and spelling as you read)OK now back to blaming Abbie for this.Fuck i spilled my drink and lost my train(choochoo)of thought."Monkey go fix me another drink and stop throwing your monkey shit on the damn walls"and then Dave said in his swave Texas voice "And don't forget to wash them little monkey dick beaters before you get shit in my crown and coke" One of these damn days i'm gonna beat that monkey like a rubber fuck doll. Whale shit,if it ain't 11 o clock,I got to get in bed so i can get up early before the maid gets here and sees what a mess that damn monkey has made for her.(Why the hell should i do it smartass that's what i pay her for)Weird how i read your thoughts like that huh!!! (stop noddin') and remember to check your friends for ticks before loggin'out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-8737963086637446386?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8737963086637446386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=8737963086637446386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/8737963086637446386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/8737963086637446386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/whale-shit.html' title='Whale shit!!!'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3143408013014171813.post-1339994019391191157</id><published>2007-09-18T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T12:36:09.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome one and all</title><content type='html'>Welcome one and all,I can see by you being here reading this that you took the red pill and have traveled thru the rabbit hole and are out of the matrix.Well those with weak hearts are any other conditions that may slow you down please step to the right and get in the slow lane for your protection.Grannies lock up your milfs and granddaughters cause your in my world now.A little right of center and totally my own damn opinion.So if you can't take the heat,then wrap your ass in Nomex(a fire protection suit and my thought on immagration)I will cut no one any slack so put on your big girl panties (thong) and suck it up.(or just suck it,cause blows just a figure of speach) This ride is about to begin.So we have a few rules for the ride (Safty First) Please keep your hands and feet inside the ride at all times.(and place your mind in the gutter) No Screming or i will slap the shit out of you.(Your second ammendment rights protects you from the government,but Not from me SnapperHead)And my other rule is you must be at least this tall to ride the rides.(can't see my hand can you? Stop nodding your head dumb ass!)If you can't reach up and kiss my ass your to damn short!!! So all aboard you rat bastards I'm fixin' to lite the fuse on this sucker. And always remember to check your friends for ticks before you log off.Thank You from the management.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3143408013014171813-1339994019391191157?l=davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1339994019391191157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3143408013014171813&amp;postID=1339994019391191157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/1339994019391191157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3143408013014171813/posts/default/1339994019391191157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davesfreakinworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/welcome-one-and-alli-can-see-by-you.html' title='Welcome one and all'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926012120713031220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
