Bazinga!

Rena, the reigning YNTE Rule Czar, comes through with a zinger at Tom's expense. Click the image above for a bigger version. (taken from google reader - originally from failbooking)

Jeepers, Creepers... Where'd you get those peepers?!

Evan. You know me too well...

I present "a piece of bread with a pineapple and melted cheese"



If I get enough interest, maybe I'll include the recipe.

Last chance for Tom to Post with no penalty!

Tom has until the end of the day to post at least once. Will he make it?

(3 days left in the month, maximum of 2 posts per day, minimum of 5 posts for no penalty)

However, due to my lessening of the penalty from "Miss a post: no money" to "Miss a post: less money", even if he posts nothing this month, he can still earn some greenbacks.

ALSO: One rule clarification:
No matter how few posts you make, you cannot dip below 0 dollars into owing me money. Miss 25 posts? you get nothing. Miss 45 posts, you still get nothing, and owe me nothing. There are no negatives. This isn't a sinister money grab.

I just want more content on the blog. For seriousies!

Obvious troll is obvious.

Is it weird Evan?

Your birthday is your number!

That's how I 'member!


Why I decided to do a haiku there I have no idea.


So I found this horribly made site and decided it'd be a good idea to bash the creator through his blog. Too bad the dang comment functionality doesn't work!

I think he means drunk.

Umi: But because of that, my friends took me out and got me shitty.
Evan: I don't think that's a real phrase.

I'm making fun of something someone said and it isn't Tom for once.

This follows a conversation about how nerdy Umi is.

Umi: I had to take my phone off my belt clip. It kept hitting stuff.
Evan: Just put it in your pocket protector, you nerd.
Umi: I WISH I had a pocket protector.

...he wasn't joking.

Evan gets sentimental

Evan: "That's how I roll. You scratch my back.... I tell people you scratched my back!"

Overheard at Taco Bell (cont.)

...my car's fenders

Overheard at Taco Bell

Tom: "Oh man, Cody never helped me shave."

This is why you're fat

Considering our recent super-sized ventures, I feel it fitting to pay tribute to another site dedicated to ridiculous meals.

http://thisiswhyyourefat.com/

For some, an optical "syrup of ipecac" if you will, for us, a recipe book. Perhaps we will have to contribute one of these days. Anyone have any ideas of what we could make?

New Shoebaru!

Positively better shoebaru.

Subaru

Stevo: The dots make a subaru..

Tom: Shoebaru?

Taco Devil Mar, part 2 (this time with pictures!)

There's not a lot to say about the 5 pound burrito fiasco that Tom didn't say in his retelling. So I'll let the pictures do the heavy lifting. Look at how, the further down you look, the worse we look. It's the deadly trifecta of stomachache, failure, and realizing you're out 20 bucks.

It takes two people to lift. Seriously.

5 Pound Burrito>Tom's head.

I can't say I understood the strategy behind the burrito ball.

Needless to say, we're all failures.

Props to Alex for bringing the camera, and to Steve for being too big of a woman to participate, freeing him up to take pictures.

Taco devil Mar

This is truly a sad day for the YNTEers. We entered the Taco Del Mar on Meridian and 112th with a spring in our steps and a twinkle in our stomachs, though left saddened and $20 dollars poorer when we entered the 5 pound burrito challenge.

Starting out strong, Evan, me, and some random kid named Alex ripped mercilessly through the four-tortillaed demon for over fifteen minutes. This one was strong with the force (and tomatoes) and wore us out just a little over halfway. I stood up to pace the table and decide my next move, while Alex rolled his up into a condensed ball and Evan kept a steady, grueling pace. This man was surely a champion. Conditioned for such events with various heart attack burgers and donut holes, we watched in awe as Evan slowly but surely edged towards the win with just under 3 minutes left.

"yeah.." Evan timidly burps, trying to hold in the pounds and pounds of ricey innards of the tenacious devil, not quite wanting to admit defeat. 1 minute, 30 seconds, 5 seconds... We had all lost.

The torturous cashier laughs maniacally as we droop our heads, wanting nothing less than a swift death, or a breath mint.

Lets put it this way: Cinco de Mayo is no longer fun..

We will have official pictures of the brutal defeat soon so stay tuned

Kencticut

After a very boring day at work, I decided to photoshop myself a pet dog. Her name is Kencticut. Partly because I didn't know how to spell Connecticut

Music History 101

Evan: Did you know they're making a broadway musical out of Spiderman? It has music by Bono and the Edge.
Tom:Bono... isn't he from the White Stripes?
Evan: What?
Tom: His last name is Stripes.
Evan:...
Tom: Meg White, Jack Black, and Bono Stripes.

No two people are not on fire.

The other day, we went to Taco Bell to buy lunch, only to find it was closed. Apparently there had been some sort of fire.

We were about to leave when Tom asks one of them "Is the chalupa machine okay?"

They replied, "Actually, that's where the fire started".

Tom made the saddest face I have ever seen a human make.

In happier news, the next day it was fine. Tom got his chalupa fix.

See, Matt? the blog is alive!

Driving on the Gods

Evan - "Tom, you should paint your tires gold!"
Tom - "Yeah! then it'd be like I'm driving on the gods!"

Oh and before I forget, the photoshop was done by Evan. If I don't give him credit he'll get angry and his new-found editing super powers will all go to his head.

Lets go!

"You wanna throw down in fisticuffs?" -Evan
"Lets go, you devil queen! uh.. queen devil... queen of the devils, devil that's a queen" -Tom


Stop saying hilarious things accidentally, and I will stop making blog posts making fun of you.

Dan Marino...

"Dan Marino.... is he the dolphin that gets stolen?"
-Tom
Well, he is now.