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Name: Gregory Hasser
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Thursday, November 27, 2003
 Wow! Another Thanksgiving Day is here. It's amazing really, isn't it? All those hundreds of years ago, the pilgrims sat down to that meal where they truly gave thanks for their health, success in finding a new home, and their new friends, the "Indians" who helped them survive through the harsh conditions.  Of course, we later killed off most of the Indians after learning of their evil plot to get us all addicted to gambling!! Now we sit around a table for a few hours with our families, and give thanks we don't have to see these people the rest of the year. And of course, we gorge ourselves into drug induced euphoria, with an over-bred, tryptophan laced bird, and zone out in front of our favorite family member, the television. What a great country! Woo-hoo! So, what can we really be thankful of this year? Lemme think here for a sec. Oh... I remember!!
Things I'm thankful for in 2003:
- Booze

- Good Friends
- Sushi
- Did I mention booze?
- Hot chicks
- Music
- Would the Olson Twins be covered under hot chicks?
- A president who enjoys barnyard sex
- Not having any STDs... I hope...
- And last but not least, booze.
Happy Thanksgiving!
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1:33 AM
Saturday, November 22, 2003
 So my friend, Robot, sent me this letter... and it really got me thinking... Hasser. I frequent your website, as it is one of my favorite new blogs on the internet. I've posted several links to you, but I'm afraid that I only have a limited capacity in "getting the word out" about your fantasic webpage. So, after much thought, I came up with a solution to get you the maximum number of hits in a short period of time. Be sure to have the following line somewhere on your website: CLICK HERE TO WATCH PARIS HILTON SEX VIDEO! That should bump-up your Google search rating quite nicely.
Thanks again for all you do for the world.
/l.l. robot  I think Robot is right. I'm a hit whore. I need more hits dammit!!! So, I'm taking his advice, and posting a link to the Paris Hilton XXX Video. Why not? She's a poor girl. Oh wait, no she's not. Definitely a brilliant mind though. No wait... I'm thinking of Boris Yeltsin. Their names are so similiar. Oh well, if you want to see a skinny white, drunk girl get banged by some weirdo, for free, CLICK HERE!!!Hope everyone enjoys it!!
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3:24 AM
Thursday, November 20, 2003
 I am Jack's internalized anger of organized religion. I admit it... institutional religions bother the hell out of me. I guess it started when I was about 6 years old. A friend invited me to attend bible camp with her at her family's church. It was a Baptist church... so ya know where this is going already! I came home after the first day, looked at my mom with the eyes of a frightened child as asked, "Mommy, am I going to hell?" Needless to say, that was my first and last day at that bible camp.  Probably my least favorite religion, is Catholicism. It's the biggest cult ever! They have this guy... they call him the Pope... and they treat him like he's right below God on the list of most heavenly? Well, as far as I'm concerned, the pope is no more closer to God, than Frank Zappa!!  The Popemobile? Gimme a break. And that's why, I'm sharing an idea with you, that I had the other day. Tyler Durden has Fight Club. Why can't we have, Church Club? Now, it would, of course, be a little different that Flight Club. First, there would be no punching... or at least there wouldn't be any required punching. But here's what I'd like to do. I'd like to get a large group of people together, and randomly select a different church to go to each Sunday.  No... not to get Jesusified... but more for the utter deviousness in it. Imagine an unfamiliar mass clogging pews, acting like God just zapped their souls with spiritual caffeine. Maybe shout out some, "Amens," or get up in the aisles and sing "prrrrraise the lord!!" I think this would really shock the congregation. Who knows, maybe if random mobs started showing up for salvation and gyration, they'd actually start charging admission to be in their exclusive "holier than thou" building. All I'm saying is, if God really loves his children, he's going to have to deal with the problem kids, just like every other parent. Amen.
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1:54 AM
Saturday, November 15, 2003
 There's a plague going around this fair country, and it's called mediocre upper management. And I, for one, have had just about enough of it I can take. It's disgusting how stupid, conceited, and incompetent people somehow achieve positions of power in society and the workplace. It really makes one wonder why and how these putzes ever get to such highly appointed positions. Well, I think I know why. I call it the Principle of Inane Superiority, or PIS for short. You see, these PIS managers rise to leadership roles because they cannot handle, or do not have the ability to do jobs in the workplace. These are the idiots that always foul shit up; you get pissed at them, but never have the chance to do anything about. Why? Because they realize they suck, and immediately strategize a plan to avoid actual work, yet at the same time, improve their overall situation. These PISers usually have great story telling abilities. They are the snake charmers of the workplace. They create elaborate fibs about what they think needs to be done, then charm owners and the highest managers, into promoting them to supervisor positions. Once there, they dodge bullets, and fuck shit up more than they did when they were the mail guy.  For instance, look at the USA. We're totally fucked by mediocre management. We have CEO's like former head of Enron, Ken Lay, who run corporations into the ground, because of a corrupt hunger for wealth and power. In the meantime, the employees and stockholders of these corporations take it up the ass!  But most of all, President Bush is the epitome of mediocre management. He's totally screwed this entire country. The whole world hates us, and can you really blame them? If this country were a business, Bush would have already filed bankruptcy, and ran for the hills. So, the question is, will we accept crappy management? I say, hell no to that my friends! Let's kick the garbage to the curb. Tell your shitty manager at work that his/her performance sucks and you want an improvement. It's time we stand up to idiots in places of power. We've become apathetic, and people are walking on our heads because of it! So, uh, can you tell I had a bad day at work? I'm sure you all know exactly how I feel though. Peace out.
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12:11 AM
Friday, November 14, 2003
 I had the strangest dream the other night. Don't ask me why, but Bette Midler was in it. As I remember, she was naked. Yeah, I know. But it gets stranger. So, she's naked, and so am I. And we're huddled in this weird little room, and in this really condescending and childish tone, she keeps asking me if I want to be a movie star. And for some reason, I'm like.. "yes please." The next thing I know she's chasing me all over this big mansion. That's when I woke up in a cold sweat.  I've come to the conclusion that I'm going crazy. Why the hell would I have a naked Bette Midler in my dream? Why couldn't I have a naked... Hilary Duff... for example. Yes, I know. Hilary Duff is only like 16. But she's still hot! I'm not afraid to say it. Have you seen that "Got Milk?" billboard with her? I almost wrecked my car when I saw the milk mustache so lusciously laying across her top lip. I admit it... I have a dirty mind. In fact, I found a great online test to see if I really am a sick fuck puppy. Turns out I am. Oh well. At least I don't act on my perverted thoughts. Oh shit... I gotta go. The new Olson Twins special is on. Bye bye!
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12:46 AM
Sunday, November 09, 2003
 And I wonder why I'm so perverted? I'll tell you why! Because people are taking softcore porn photographs of plastic dolls meant for little girls!!! And I love it!!! It makes me happy... and tingly!  Dollie centerfolds.Awesome!! Does that make me a sick man? I'm thinking so. Oh well. All I can hope for is someone makes stop motion porn flicks. I'm sure they already exist though. Now, if only I could find them...
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1:39 AM
Tuesday, November 04, 2003
 So, what's with McDonald's new slogan: "I'm Lovin It?" Do we really love it? I know, for one, I don't love McDonald's. I mean, I do eat there on occasion. But it's usually because I'm in a hurry or on the road. And why does this global megacorporation find it necessary to change its slogan every few years? Is a slogan even needed at this point? I'd think it would be nearly impossible to find a person on the face of dog's green earth, that hasn't heard of McDonald's. Even the most remote and barbaric cultures have seen or heard mention of a McDonald's product. So why do they force their stupid slogans upon us?  The bible has been around forever, and publishers don't find it necessary to slap a slogan on it. "The Bible: I'm Lovin' it!" "The Bible: You deserve a saint today!" Nope, you'd never see that. If McDonald's really wants a slogan, it should be "McDonald's: No Fatties Allowed."  Thanks to McDonald's, we're all lardasses!! To quote the late great musician, Wesley Willis, "McDonald's will make you fat. They serve Big Macs. They serve Quarter Pounders. They will put pounds on you." Wow! All this ranting has made me hungry. I think I'll go grab a Salad McShaker. Rock Over London, Rock on Chicago.
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