<?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-4668478089310949900</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:20:40.841-07:00</updated><category term='Mail Bag'/><category term='Truckstops'/><category term='Awful Restaurants'/><category term='Slutty Past'/><category term='Balloons'/><category term='Minuteman Project'/><category term='Supermarkets'/><category term='Movie Night'/><category term='Protesters'/><category term='Homos'/><category term='Other Planets'/><category term='Favorite Restaurants'/><category term='Grocery Stores'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Being Held Prisoner'/><title type='text'>Schiavo Was Here</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-1348526167417342951</id><published>2009-02-09T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T06:32:00.303-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Night'/><title type='text'>Movie Night - Batman Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SY1KUlwVjOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0Dh3jpZJS4o/s1600-h/Batman+Begins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SY1KUlwVjOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0Dh3jpZJS4o/s320/Batman+Begins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299974054077631714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I do watch things other than balloons you know. What, do you think I'm retarded? Fattened up on the shoe leather and spent condoms they pass off as food at Chipotle, I'm not very hungry. Also, I'm down a foot because I gnawed it off and the replacement from China isn't here yet. Sure, the foot will probably be bound and disfigured, but its a foot all the same. I don't ask questions. Anyway, I decided to stay in and watch a movie. On Demand all the way for me. Video store clerks are usually shiftless vampire wannabe college kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what possessed me, but I watched this movie about a dude who dresses up like a bat. Apparently its pretty popular. I'd never heard of it. I figured it was a comedy. Nah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the guy is in China or something. They all look the same to me, but I call them Chinese anyway. He gets in a fight and then this really faggy looking dude comes into the prison. I thought we were in for some gay sex, but no such luck. He goes and trains as a ninja. Fucking stupid right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets worse. Turns out this dude is a whiny brat billionaire. Oh my god, I wanted to punch him right there, but it wouldn't be christian. He has wood for this DA, but she's played by that girl who bore Tom Cruise's child. She's always looked like a downs syndrome patient to me, so I don't see the appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of shit happens, but the queer from the beginning comes back and tries to gas the city. I guess he was supposed to be a terrorist, but he wasn't even wearing a fucking rag on his head! Can you believe it? I couldn't. Anyway, the bat stops him and saves the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was pretty stupid, but it kept my mind of cock for a couple hours so I'm going to give it three poorly resized photos of me out of four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SY1JnLgCPMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YCeH0F2vORw/s1600-h/ThreeOfFour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 85px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SY1JnLgCPMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YCeH0F2vORw/s320/ThreeOfFour.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299973273935822018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-1348526167417342951?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/1348526167417342951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=1348526167417342951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/1348526167417342951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/1348526167417342951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2009/02/movie-night-batman-begins.html' title='Movie Night - Batman Begins'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SY1KUlwVjOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0Dh3jpZJS4o/s72-c/Batman+Begins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-7699484504266277547</id><published>2009-02-06T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:42:31.668-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Held Prisoner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awful Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Chipotle/Being Held Prisoner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SYzJeNpPK1I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Fzli0o4lBfo/s1600-h/Chipotle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SYzJeNpPK1I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Fzli0o4lBfo/s320/Chipotle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299832382404111186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried out, but no one came. It had been two months since I had seen another human being who didn't work for the evil Chipotle corporation. I shouldn't even use the term human being...animals is more accurate. They would pelt me with avocado pits to orgasm and force fed me the rank food this so called restaurant makes. Now I know what those Hasidic diamond merchants went through in the German camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Superbowl Sunday, I saw my chance to escape. The wetback staff was busy eating lard or whatever the fuck those pigs snack on, so I tried to gnaw through the restraint on my foot, but no luck. I knew what I had to do. I had to eat through my ankle to escape. If you were wondering, yes, my own flesh tasted better than anything Chipotle makes. Now I have one foot. What am I? A fucking diamond miner? This is embarrassing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-7699484504266277547?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/7699484504266277547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=7699484504266277547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/7699484504266277547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/7699484504266277547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2009/02/chipotlebeing-held-prisoner.html' title='Chipotle/Being Held Prisoner'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SYzJeNpPK1I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Fzli0o4lBfo/s72-c/Chipotle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-3173912208133986482</id><published>2008-11-28T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T06:51:00.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awful Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Z Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5xsO9CJBI/AAAAAAAAAFw/nZWsxzVDDXM/s1600-h/Z-Pizza.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5xsO9CJBI/AAAAAAAAAFw/nZWsxzVDDXM/s320/Z-Pizza.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268773618812331026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I mentioned chicken and bull semen pizzas? Yeah. This is the kind of place you buy them. No one goes here but yuppie scum. Everything is overpriced and weird. I'm so blinded by hate right now I can't think straight. I'm gonna have to cut myself a bit to ease this pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-3173912208133986482?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/3173912208133986482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=3173912208133986482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3173912208133986482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3173912208133986482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/z-pizza.html' title='Z Pizza'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5xsO9CJBI/AAAAAAAAAFw/nZWsxzVDDXM/s72-c/Z-Pizza.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-7361459697569032050</id><published>2008-11-27T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T06:48:00.223-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Protesters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving at Boston Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5wvL7EJsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/i3QAk8NMs-E/s1600-h/BostonMarket.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5wvL7EJsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/i3QAk8NMs-E/s320/BostonMarket.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268772570026747586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets all take a minute to give thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dear lord, thank you for giving my ancestors the misguided notion that their should transport their bizarre religious beliefs to a new continent. Also, thanks for making them slaughter those drunk gambling addict indians. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't cook a turkey. Who am I? Ainsley Hayes? I wanted to go to Boston Market to buy a pre-made bird, but I'm tired of the publicity, so I put on my burka. It didn't work. The protesters followed me there too. If I could wave a magic wand and give them all brains ravaged by syphilis I would.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-7361459697569032050?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/7361459697569032050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=7361459697569032050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/7361459697569032050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/7361459697569032050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-at-boston-market.html' title='Thanksgiving at Boston Market'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5wvL7EJsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/i3QAk8NMs-E/s72-c/BostonMarket.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-5337078808188346813</id><published>2008-11-26T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:44:00.392-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grocery Stores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Protesters'/><title type='text'>Ralphs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5wBPQbtTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VB6p0WCEGfs/s1600-h/Ralphs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5wBPQbtTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VB6p0WCEGfs/s320/Ralphs.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268771780647695666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably think I eat out all the time. Not true. Sometimes I cook at home. Kraft Macaroni and Cheese just can't be replicated. That powder is truly pixie dust. When I cook at home, I obviously have to brave the protesters and go to a grocery store. Ralphs seems to work. What? There's no Ralphs in Florida? Yeah right. I guess there's not a huge cock in your ass right now either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-5337078808188346813?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/5337078808188346813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=5337078808188346813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/5337078808188346813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/5337078808188346813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/ralphs.html' title='Ralphs'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5wBPQbtTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VB6p0WCEGfs/s72-c/Ralphs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-8013393021951390905</id><published>2008-11-25T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T07:41:00.834-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Little Caesars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5vMgv-rkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7JZWZKWxeiI/s1600-h/LittleCaesars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 159px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5vMgv-rkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7JZWZKWxeiI/s320/LittleCaesars.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268770874810347074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every so often while watching UFC, I get a serious hankerin for one of those Wop flapjacks with sauce. There seems to be a growing trend towards fancy shmancy pizzas with chicken and pine nuts. Are you fucking kidding me? Why don't I just drink my own piss while I'm at it? Faggots. No, Dago flapjacks are bread, cheese, sauce, and sausage. Little Caesars, which sounds queer I know, sells these $5 pizzas that sit in a warming oven for hours. Thats all Schiavo needs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-8013393021951390905?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/8013393021951390905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=8013393021951390905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/8013393021951390905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/8013393021951390905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-caesars.html' title='Little Caesars'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5vMgv-rkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7JZWZKWxeiI/s72-c/LittleCaesars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-3338577942873626491</id><published>2008-11-24T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T07:38:00.857-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>White Castle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5ubzr2EsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VTyf9XUMLKE/s1600-h/White_Castle_and_Churchs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5ubzr2EsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VTyf9XUMLKE/s320/White_Castle_and_Churchs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268770038079689410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched this movie about a chink and a raghead stoner who went to White Castle. Wu and Osama or some such shit. Who cares. It was supposed to be a comedy, but I for one didn't laugh. Henny Youngman. Now thats comedy. Anyway, it made me hungry for those foul little sliders they sell. I went there and ordered 20 of them. Man, you should have seen my poop the next day. Many bricks gentlemen. Many bricks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-3338577942873626491?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/3338577942873626491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=3338577942873626491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3338577942873626491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3338577942873626491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/white-castle.html' title='White Castle'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5ubzr2EsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VTyf9XUMLKE/s72-c/White_Castle_and_Churchs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-1322383183042766271</id><published>2008-11-21T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T07:33:00.929-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Arctic Circle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5tRVUfjHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8WIsGZYrnhs/s1600-h/ArcticCircle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5tRVUfjHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8WIsGZYrnhs/s320/ArcticCircle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268768758618360946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on that same trip to Utah, I went to this joint called Arctic Circle. I figured it was Eskimo food. Man I tell ya, you haven't lived until you've eaten sauteed polar bear meat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I was fooled. I'm getting really tired of this shit. Its just a burger house. They have this fry sauce though. Its just mayo and ketchup, but jesus tapdancing christ it is good. For the guys out there, the bloke at the counter told me its perfect lube for masturbation. Keep it in mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the fuck I went to Utah for. I must have been high on balloons when I booked the trip. It was sweet though. That place is overrun with white people. You really feel at home and don't have to fear being raped by minorities on the street.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-1322383183042766271?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/1322383183042766271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=1322383183042766271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/1322383183042766271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/1322383183042766271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/arctic-circle.html' title='Arctic Circle'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5tRVUfjHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8WIsGZYrnhs/s72-c/ArcticCircle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-2115113986438851675</id><published>2008-11-20T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T07:30:00.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Carls Jr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5slWqow2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/NlNAFgL2uQY/s1600-h/CarlsStGeorge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5slWqow2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/NlNAFgL2uQY/s320/CarlsStGeorge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268768003065430882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped at a Carls Jr in St. George Utah a few years ago. God damn these mormons are weird. Are you familiar with these people? Apparently its some kind of religion. They think the garden of eden is in Missouri. Bullshit. Schiavo knows its just outside of Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan. I don't particularly like Canadians either. They're like Americans, only pussier. Go fuck yourself, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-2115113986438851675?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/2115113986438851675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=2115113986438851675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/2115113986438851675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/2115113986438851675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/carls-jr.html' title='Carls Jr'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5slWqow2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/NlNAFgL2uQY/s72-c/CarlsStGeorge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-8418160711190373006</id><published>2008-11-19T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T07:23:01.048-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minuteman Project'/><title type='text'>Mexican Auto Insurance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5q-oR7TWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XxX4kAlZE_c/s1600-h/MexicanInsurance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5q-oR7TWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XxX4kAlZE_c/s320/MexicanInsurance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268766238267100514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, I got pretty heavily involved in the Minuteman Project. A quasi-military organization designed to keep filthy immigrants from taking our jobs? Where do I sign up? I went to California to personally discuss my options with founder Jim Gilchrist. What a hot piece of man-meat that guy is. I got so wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I signed up and was immediately dispatched to southern Arizona. I don't know why. I told them I hated Mexicans but they sent me to the border anyway. Perhaps I misunderstood what they do. They told me to hang out down there in that oppressive fucking heat and call the INS if I saw hoards of spics crossing the desert. BOOOORING. I decided to go all maverick on their ass. I gassed up the old minivan and headed into Mexico proper. I had to stop and buy Mexican insurance though. Can you believe it? Those cocksuckers don't recognize our coverage. God I hate them so much. Anyway, I bought it and drove into this two crap town called Sonoyta or some such shit. There, I hung out by the border on the Mexican side and yelled "boogity boogity boo" to any brownies that appeared inclined to cross the border. This operation was a success. I've written Gilchrist to suggest this be his primary course of action going forward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-8418160711190373006?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/8418160711190373006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=8418160711190373006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/8418160711190373006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/8418160711190373006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/mexican-auto-insurance.html' title='Mexican Auto Insurance'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5q-oR7TWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XxX4kAlZE_c/s72-c/MexicanInsurance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-8138903738371933290</id><published>2008-11-18T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T07:22:00.788-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5qqLTEIjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/X3Ahzr0nzKQ/s1600-h/Roscoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5qqLTEIjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/X3Ahzr0nzKQ/s320/Roscoes.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268765886889861682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I really need to say anything?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-8138903738371933290?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/8138903738371933290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=8138903738371933290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/8138903738371933290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/8138903738371933290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/roscoes-chicken-and-waffles.html' title='Roscoe&apos;s Chicken and Waffles'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5qqLTEIjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/X3Ahzr0nzKQ/s72-c/Roscoes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-1769564483678498201</id><published>2008-11-17T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T07:16:00.584-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slutty Past'/><title type='text'>Shady Lady Ranch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5pYZuflPI/AAAAAAAAAEo/rdJQoB2LMpE/s1600-h/ShadyLady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5pYZuflPI/AAAAAAAAAEo/rdJQoB2LMpE/s320/ShadyLady.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268764482013730034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you well know, I'm a girl who loves the cock. Naturally when I finished my degree in Philosphy at the University of Florida, Shitheel I went into prostitution. Now I can't believe these religious nuts who picket me wherever I go won't allow hooking. If I remember my bible right, and for fuck's sake, I do, Jesus' girlfriend was a hooker. Oh yes, Mary Magdalen loved the cock almost as much as I did. Face it, its a good way for a girl to make a buck. I often wondered, did Jesus feel insecure about dating a hooker? Most men do. They're not confident enough in their own sexual prowess so they are jealous. Jesus probably wasn't very good in bed. Too passive. If he was gay (and who is to say he wasn't?), he would have been a bottom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-1769564483678498201?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/1769564483678498201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=1769564483678498201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/1769564483678498201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/1769564483678498201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/shady-lady-ranch.html' title='Shady Lady Ranch'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SR5pYZuflPI/AAAAAAAAAEo/rdJQoB2LMpE/s72-c/ShadyLady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-3332163344798204361</id><published>2008-11-14T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:58:00.517-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Baskin Robbins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRjnFHznjeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6FVN56QJy2E/s1600-h/BaskinRobbins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRjnFHznjeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6FVN56QJy2E/s320/BaskinRobbins.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267213839390707170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that pissy and angry mail bag, I needed a treat. First I smoked up a bowl of balloons to get really fucking loony. After regaining consciousness, I put on my best &lt;a href="http://www.joshilynjackson.com/mt/archives/hat-fox-red6.jpg"&gt;goin out hat&lt;/a&gt; and wandered aimlessly for a few hours before I remembered where I was. I forgot my wallet (again) but I did have a knife. The question? Should I rob the ice cream shack directly or rob people outside and pay for my ice cream? I walked in and ordered something, but didn't have the heart to shank the clerk so I just walked out. He shouted "No, you have to pay!" but I just laughed like a hyena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-3332163344798204361?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/3332163344798204361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=3332163344798204361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3332163344798204361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3332163344798204361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/baskin-robbins.html' title='Baskin Robbins'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRjnFHznjeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6FVN56QJy2E/s72-c/BaskinRobbins.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-4470426046055928657</id><published>2008-11-13T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:52:00.386-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mail Bag'/><title type='text'>Jack in the Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRjlXruhxzI/AAAAAAAAAEY/niEHqmvkv9w/s1600-h/JackInTheBox.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRjlXruhxzI/AAAAAAAAAEY/niEHqmvkv9w/s320/JackInTheBox.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267211959247423282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting a lot of mail lately. Not email. I'm not down with this shit. You send Schiavo a fucking letter in the post or I don't respond. Anyway, the bulk of it seems to be saying how awful I am, how they want to pull the plug on me and so forth. Whatever. I can take it you miserable fucking cunts. What I can't take? This vile slander that I'm always negative. I like lots of things. Just not minorities. They're generally very dirty people and can't be trusted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like this Jack in the Box though. Some call it Jack in the Crack, but I don't fully understand that reference. They sell these two tacos for a buck there that I swear must be made out of cat meat. You just can't replicate that texture. This is the finest cat meat you'll ever have though. Trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-4470426046055928657?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/4470426046055928657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=4470426046055928657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/4470426046055928657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/4470426046055928657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/jack-in-box.html' title='Jack in the Box'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRjlXruhxzI/AAAAAAAAAEY/niEHqmvkv9w/s72-c/JackInTheBox.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-6764346670273310253</id><published>2008-11-12T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T05:44:00.857-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Subway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRjjzJj8hSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hVj3Fg7KIeU/s1600-h/Subway.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRjjzJj8hSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hVj3Fg7KIeU/s320/Subway.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267210232089314594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fucking confused. I saw these ads on the old boobtube for five dollar footlongs at Subway. What? Is this some sort of a brothel on rails that features well endowed men? I really had hoped so. My love of the cock is insatiable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...how could I have been so mistaken? No cocks at all. No train. The fucking sandwiches weren't even good. I've eaten some rank shit in my day, but seriously, have you ever eaten something at this no-cock, no-train Subway? I had a so called cheesesteak. I swear to christ the melted swiss was actually cum. Now, I watched the fella make my sammich. He didn't jerk off into the bread or anything, so they must have a pre-wanked batch of cum in the back for when white ladies like me show up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-6764346670273310253?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/6764346670273310253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=6764346670273310253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/6764346670273310253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/6764346670273310253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/subway.html' title='Subway'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRjjzJj8hSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hVj3Fg7KIeU/s72-c/Subway.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-4377272927449351108</id><published>2008-11-11T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T05:39:00.710-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balloons'/><title type='text'>Party City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRjiX6lKg0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/VaCC2Y6Ez0c/s1600-h/PartyCity.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRjiX6lKg0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/VaCC2Y6Ez0c/s320/PartyCity.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267208664699798338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More like Party Shitty. After my Cuban debacle, I hitchhiked my way from Miami back to home base in Rednecks Knob, FL (Scarborough Country...) and really needed a fucking break. Balloons are my crack, the redder the better. I'm serious. You think I just watch them float? No. You can cram one of those fags in a crackpipe and smoke up. Something in the rubber gets you higher than shit. Sometimes when I get high I go steal porn from my disgusting fatass of a neighbor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-4377272927449351108?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/4377272927449351108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=4377272927449351108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/4377272927449351108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/4377272927449351108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/party-city.html' title='Party City'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRjiX6lKg0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/VaCC2Y6Ez0c/s72-c/PartyCity.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-8982957517278793884</id><published>2008-11-10T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:28:36.788-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>IHOP in Miami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRi1c0lkw1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/x3H_8968HCY/s1600-h/IHOP.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRi1c0lkw1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/x3H_8968HCY/s320/IHOP.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267159270967001938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit my friends. That was a long layoff. Its quite a tale too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I had to leave the country. The election scared me so much I couldn't even enjoy balloons anymore. Imagine how I felt, a colored fella running against an old fart. Figuring America was fucked, I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first stop was filthy fucking Mexico. I jumped on a flatbed truck headed for Piedras Negras and my journey began. Once on the other side, I nearly vomited at every turn. The stink in that country! For my own health, I had to get the fuck out of there too. I carjacked these stupid fucking college kids with one of them new fangled Volkswagen bugs and beat a hasty retreat. I remember one of my gentleman callers mentioning an airport in Monterey, so I hauled ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, there was an airport. I went to the ticket counter and told the wetback at the counter I wanted to get the fuck out of his festering sewer of a country. Didn't care where. Next flight Pepito. He gave me a ticket and I ran to the plane without knowing where I was going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apparently the flight was to Cuba. Fucking Cuba. Communists, voodoo, and rampant homosexuality everywhere I looked. The police questioned me. Apparently you need a "passport" to "travel". Fucking bureaucrats. If Ike were still alive a girl wouldn't have to put up with this shit. Anyway, these cocksuckers re-labeled me as being in a persistent vegetative state. As you may have guessed, they pulled the plug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laid there in a Cuban hospital, literally starving to death and horny as a motherfucker. The flamboyantly homosexual male nurse was hot. I could have turned him if only they would plug me back in. I eventually convinced him to accept a handjob for the re-plug in. His cock wasn't nearly as big as I had hoped. Anyway, the feeding tube nursed me back to health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healed, I planned by retreat. I remember hearing about these earth smuggling Cuban boat people who floated on refrigerator doors to Florida. I went to the beach and talked to some guy who hooked me up with a door to float on. I paddled out like a surfer and began my journey home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks later I arrived in Miami. I immediately had to go eat, so I went here. It gave me the shits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-8982957517278793884?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/8982957517278793884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=8982957517278793884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/8982957517278793884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/8982957517278793884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/11/ihop-in-miami.html' title='IHOP in Miami'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SRi1c0lkw1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/x3H_8968HCY/s72-c/IHOP.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-6350203797929862440</id><published>2008-10-03T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T06:00:00.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homos'/><title type='text'>Dairy Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SN_WuUSYhlI/AAAAAAAAADw/DDmhUtCltFs/s1600-h/Dairy_queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SN_WuUSYhlI/AAAAAAAAADw/DDmhUtCltFs/s320/Dairy_queen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251151781745428050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna lie. I thought this was going to be a drag show with a bunch of fat trannies. I was mistaken. Its not the first time I've been fooled by a transexual. Have you seen these on the internets? There you are, clicking your mouse (both literally and figuratively), and all of a sudden a huge cock pops out. Its trippy. Sometimes they make me wet and I have to go pray the gay away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-6350203797929862440?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/6350203797929862440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=6350203797929862440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/6350203797929862440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/6350203797929862440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/10/dairy-queen.html' title='Dairy Queen'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SN_WuUSYhlI/AAAAAAAAADw/DDmhUtCltFs/s72-c/Dairy_queen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-1784644423192770844</id><published>2008-10-02T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T06:00:00.791-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supermarkets'/><title type='text'>Trader Joe's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SN_V5PPkGrI/AAAAAAAAADo/SzjJQ_5TCkM/s1600-h/TraderJoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SN_V5PPkGrI/AAAAAAAAADo/SzjJQ_5TCkM/s320/TraderJoes.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251150869858359986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trader Joe's is a grocery store for uppity liberal douchebags with too much money on their hands. I really wish these people would just get AIDS. I went in here once and just puked all over the fucking floor. There was a guy wearing a poncho who ate apples. I'm not touching an apple. Remember what it did to Eve? Whole fucking history of man's suffering can be traced back to eating apples. Terri Schiavo knows her bible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-1784644423192770844?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/1784644423192770844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=1784644423192770844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/1784644423192770844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/1784644423192770844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/10/trader-joes.html' title='Trader Joe&apos;s'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SN_V5PPkGrI/AAAAAAAAADo/SzjJQ_5TCkM/s72-c/TraderJoes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-5013536469586084250</id><published>2008-10-01T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T06:00:00.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awful Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Bubba Gump Shrimp Company</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SN_U_AxQqYI/AAAAAAAAADg/JYh1F9AFcpI/s1600-h/BubbaGump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SN_U_AxQqYI/AAAAAAAAADg/JYh1F9AFcpI/s320/BubbaGump.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251149869540747650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be the one to say it. I didn't get that Forest Gump movie. He's a tard, his girlfriend is a tramp, and his two best friends are a colored boy and an angry cripple.  Whats so fucking oscar worthy? I've slept with a lot of cripples in my day and no one ever gave me a gold statue. Anyway, I didn't actually go here to eat. I went to this place to troll for men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-5013536469586084250?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/5013536469586084250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=5013536469586084250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/5013536469586084250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/5013536469586084250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/10/bubba-gump-shrimp-company.html' title='Bubba Gump Shrimp Company'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SN_U_AxQqYI/AAAAAAAAADg/JYh1F9AFcpI/s72-c/BubbaGump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-8666963950411415138</id><published>2008-09-30T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T06:00:01.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awful Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Hashigo Sushi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxqk4nmcmI/AAAAAAAAADY/p_DccIZ6Jxo/s1600-h/HashigoSushi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxqk4nmcmI/AAAAAAAAADY/p_DccIZ6Jxo/s320/HashigoSushi.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241181248258732642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me the Japs ate raw fish. I couldn't believe it! How dumb are these people? I mean, they're good with robots and all, but who doesn't know they should cook fish? Even the fucking Irish know that. I went here to see for myself and sure enough they served me raw fish. I laughed in their face and walked out. Ching Chong yelled at me as I walked out, but fuck him and his raw fish. Cook it you lazy bastard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-8666963950411415138?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/8666963950411415138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=8666963950411415138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/8666963950411415138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/8666963950411415138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/hashigo-sushi.html' title='Hashigo Sushi'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxqk4nmcmI/AAAAAAAAADY/p_DccIZ6Jxo/s72-c/HashigoSushi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-3985265508842138595</id><published>2008-09-29T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T06:00:01.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Protesters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Wendys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxo9I_AoNI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5zlrZoABrc8/s1600-h/Wendys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxo9I_AoNI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5zlrZoABrc8/s320/Wendys.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241179465945489618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point, my parents decided I should get married. They hoped it would cure me of my slutiness and my lesbian streak. I was just experimenting though. They found this guy Michael. He always looked like he wanted to pull the plug on me, but I wasn't plugged into anything at the time so I couldn't figure that out. I married him, but not before I gangbanged the local high school track team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to get married in Albuquerque. Now I've been to some awful places in my day, but Albuquerque has to take the cake. Keep in mind I grew up in Florida. Thats how terrible it was. There were indians everywhere. They're all drunks. Its disgusting. Where is John Wayne when you need him? To get my mind off of things, my folks took me to Wendys. Wendys was my favorite restaurant as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fucking Christian protesters followed me there. They've been following me all my life. I hate them all so much. I hope they all get AIDS through unprotected anal sex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-3985265508842138595?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/3985265508842138595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=3985265508842138595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3985265508842138595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3985265508842138595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/wendys.html' title='Wendys'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxo9I_AoNI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5zlrZoABrc8/s72-c/Wendys.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-9033072413106295323</id><published>2008-09-26T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T06:00:00.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>TGI Fridays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxoQZIwuoI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ci6Rd9XEaqc/s1600-h/TGI_Fridays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxoQZIwuoI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ci6Rd9XEaqc/s320/TGI_Fridays.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241178697187244674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Fridays, you can often find me here. I assume its the only day of the week its open. Doesn't seem like smart business to me. I enjoy the food, but the waitress last Friday was a real twat. She probably had a baby with a black man. That would make me angry too. I feel sorry for the mulatto children. We should put them in a camp somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-9033072413106295323?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/9033072413106295323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=9033072413106295323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/9033072413106295323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/9033072413106295323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/tgi-fridays.html' title='TGI Fridays'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxoQZIwuoI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ci6Rd9XEaqc/s72-c/TGI_Fridays.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-6430720571048867547</id><published>2008-09-25T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T06:00:00.676-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awful Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Johnny Rockets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxnW1AOs_I/AAAAAAAAADA/7_1LyLLrUec/s1600-h/JohnnyRockets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxnW1AOs_I/AAAAAAAAADA/7_1LyLLrUec/s320/JohnnyRockets.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241177708235240434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate 50's diners. The 50's were OK though. Minorities knew their place and Ike was in the White House. I still like Ike. How did we go from Ike to this Obama Bin Laden guy? I got an email saying he was a muslim. Damned if I'll vote for a black camel jockey. Back to Johnny Rockets. I don't know why the fuck I went here. They had that awful 50's music on the jukebox. It was so bad my ovaries shriveled up. I'm never going back here again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-6430720571048867547?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/6430720571048867547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=6430720571048867547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/6430720571048867547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/6430720571048867547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/johnny-rockets.html' title='Johnny Rockets'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxnW1AOs_I/AAAAAAAAADA/7_1LyLLrUec/s72-c/JohnnyRockets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-6017369473937453312</id><published>2008-09-24T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T06:00:00.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Burger King</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxmdHtFyaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ssF1_2Km5QA/s1600-h/BurgerKingKorea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxmdHtFyaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ssF1_2Km5QA/s320/BurgerKingKorea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241176716822825378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Kia kept breaking down. When I pay $5000 for a car, I expect quality even if it was built in a festering oriental rice paddy. I decided to go to Korea to give these gooks a piece of my mind. I got there but they wouldn't let me in the Kia building. Racists. It was only because I'm white. Defeated I had to head home, but I was hungry, so I went to a Burger King. I half expected to be served a cat meat whopper, but as far as I can tell it was beef.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-6017369473937453312?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/6017369473937453312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=6017369473937453312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/6017369473937453312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/6017369473937453312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/burger-king.html' title='Burger King'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxmdHtFyaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ssF1_2Km5QA/s72-c/BurgerKingKorea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-7639214618067428020</id><published>2008-09-23T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T06:00:00.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Krispy Kreme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxi40zWs8I/AAAAAAAAACw/J9RrKYQlxEs/s1600-h/KrispyKreme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxi40zWs8I/AAAAAAAAACw/J9RrKYQlxEs/s320/KrispyKreme.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241172794738652098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through a period of my life when I was a real fat ass. It was disgusting. I couldn't even touch myself and no one wanted to touch me. Thats not easy for a lusty gal such as myself. These fucking donuts were the death of me. I ate them until I would puke all over the floor. At least the high school dweebs who worked there had to clean up my puke. Eventually I had to admit I have no willpower whatsoever, so I went and got that surgery for disgustingly fat and lazy people. Now I'm the slim gal you see about town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-7639214618067428020?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/7639214618067428020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=7639214618067428020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/7639214618067428020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/7639214618067428020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/krispy-kreme.html' title='Krispy Kreme'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxi40zWs8I/AAAAAAAAACw/J9RrKYQlxEs/s72-c/KrispyKreme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-4782960885747250647</id><published>2008-09-22T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T06:00:00.987-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slutty Past'/><title type='text'>The Carpet Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxhhXWcqwI/AAAAAAAAACo/1rIJiMjaSog/s1600-h/Carpet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxhhXWcqwI/AAAAAAAAACo/1rIJiMjaSog/s320/Carpet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241171292184161026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already told you I used to be the village bicycle. At one point I befriended this lesbian gal. At the time, I didn't know what that meant. I thought it just meant she loved flannel. Can you imagine it? Wearing flannel in Florida? Anyway, she suggested I try "licking carpet". I wasn't the sharp gal I am now, so once again I was duped. First my aunt and the wieners, now this. I licked the carpet alright, but it didn't do anything. Some guy there was kind enough to tell me she meant I should lick another girl's pussy. I rode him as a thank you and then set off to find a girl who would let me have a go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-4782960885747250647?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/4782960885747250647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=4782960885747250647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/4782960885747250647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/4782960885747250647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/carpet-store.html' title='The Carpet Store'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxhhXWcqwI/AAAAAAAAACo/1rIJiMjaSog/s72-c/Carpet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-769588021275961642</id><published>2008-09-19T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T06:00:00.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Protesters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truckstops'/><title type='text'>Stuckeys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxf4lNZ7_I/AAAAAAAAACg/pBOGD8gq6y0/s1600-h/Stuckeys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxf4lNZ7_I/AAAAAAAAACg/pBOGD8gq6y0/s320/Stuckeys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241169492018065394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a real skinflint, so I often hitch hike to get around the good old US of A. Sure you have to blow a trucker or 10, but who among us hasn't? As long as they're white. You have to watch though. The Naftas lets Mexican trucks in here now. I was so fucking livid when I learned that I burned down a Taco Bell. The cops never found me out though. Being in a persistent vegetative state (or so they think!) is a perfect alibi for anything you want to do. I digress. More than once, I've been abandoned at a Stuckeys. Its a truck stop I guess. I eat nothing but jerky when I'm here. Its pre-packaged so it doesn't get any filth on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot. These whackjob Christian protesters follow me around. They have for years. I don't know what the fuck they want. They probably want to convert me. I tell them Jesus was a Jew and I want no part of that. I'm not giving up clams, not even for the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-769588021275961642?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/769588021275961642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=769588021275961642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/769588021275961642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/769588021275961642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/stuckeys.html' title='Stuckeys'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxf4lNZ7_I/AAAAAAAAACg/pBOGD8gq6y0/s72-c/Stuckeys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-4846343847153011888</id><published>2008-09-18T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T06:00:00.430-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balloons'/><title type='text'>Tesco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxeHZ-oHXI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qXsiBhWB8y8/s1600-h/BalloonBaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxeHZ-oHXI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qXsiBhWB8y8/s320/BalloonBaby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241167547678072178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traveled to London last year to meet that Austrian Holocaust denier (you do realize it was bogus right? We're still overrun with Jews.) and got lost. I wandered into this place called Tesco. It looked like a Walmart to me, but apparently they don't abuse their white trash workforce. Thats a shame. Anyway, I walked into this aisle and found this display of balloons. To be honest, I crapped myself with excitement and let out a shriek. Look at those fuckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-4846343847153011888?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/4846343847153011888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=4846343847153011888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/4846343847153011888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/4846343847153011888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/tesco.html' title='Tesco'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxeHZ-oHXI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qXsiBhWB8y8/s72-c/BalloonBaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-8395532635749024338</id><published>2008-09-17T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T06:00:00.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Domino's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxfBtiMoWI/AAAAAAAAACY/D9bJB9yH5s8/s1600-h/DominosUK.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxfBtiMoWI/AAAAAAAAACY/D9bJB9yH5s8/s320/DominosUK.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241168549359952226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might as well tell you about the other highlight of that London trip while I'm on the subject. The British aren't as offensive to me as other ethnic groups, but I do suspect their food causes tooth decay. My pearly whites are a treasure to me, so I wasn't eating any of that shit. I found a Domino's pizza. Those wops make a good flapjack with tomato sauce. I ate the entire fucking thing. There was a homeless man outside who wanted lunch, but I wasn't sharing. In fact, I kicked him in the groin as I left and told him to get a job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-8395532635749024338?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/8395532635749024338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=8395532635749024338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/8395532635749024338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/8395532635749024338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/dominos.html' title='Domino&apos;s'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxfBtiMoWI/AAAAAAAAACY/D9bJB9yH5s8/s72-c/DominosUK.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-3150621804040830228</id><published>2008-09-16T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T06:00:00.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Planet Hollywood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxdGFfvr4I/AAAAAAAAACI/0-AVuZLXzdQ/s1600-h/PlanetHollywood.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxdGFfvr4I/AAAAAAAAACI/0-AVuZLXzdQ/s320/PlanetHollywood.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241166425488338818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone just told me its Mexican independence day. Forgive me while I vomit. I'm going to have to masturbate to thoughts of Bruce Willis to forget that little tidbit. Did you know he had something to do with Planet Hollywood? That may or may not be true. I can't remember dick anymore. These fucking uppers I take every morning have really fucked with my brain. Anyway, I went to Planet Hollywood hoping to meet Bruce one day, but he wasn't there. I hope he doesn't die of AIDS like everyone else in Hollywood does. They're all fags.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-3150621804040830228?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/3150621804040830228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=3150621804040830228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3150621804040830228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3150621804040830228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/planet-hollywood.html' title='Planet Hollywood'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxdGFfvr4I/AAAAAAAAACI/0-AVuZLXzdQ/s72-c/PlanetHollywood.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-3197823959581928153</id><published>2008-09-15T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T06:00:00.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slutty Past'/><title type='text'>Hot Dog Stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxb0PaFV_I/AAAAAAAAACA/ijt8Rpgy7iA/s1600-h/HotDogs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxb0PaFV_I/AAAAAAAAACA/ijt8Rpgy7iA/s320/HotDogs.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241165019399673842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back before I was an internationally known celebrity with a deep and abiding faith in the superiority of the white race, I was just another small town girl with no brain, an eating disorder, and an insatiable love of cock. One time, my aunt was in town and she told me there was a great little place to get wieners. I could hardly resist. I got wet just thinking about it. I went here and its a fucking hot dog stand. Apparently, old bags like my aunt called hot dogs "wieners" back in the stone age. I wasn't about to be let down. I was fucking horny. I fucked the guy behind the counter. I think he was Swedish. Lars or some such shit. He wasn't a good lay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-3197823959581928153?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/3197823959581928153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=3197823959581928153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3197823959581928153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3197823959581928153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/hot-dog-stand.html' title='Hot Dog Stand'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxb0PaFV_I/AAAAAAAAACA/ijt8Rpgy7iA/s72-c/HotDogs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-2012786010830609029</id><published>2008-09-12T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T06:00:00.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Marios</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxapZLqdZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XEAT_sGoxX8/s1600-h/Marios.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxapZLqdZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XEAT_sGoxX8/s320/Marios.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241163733533357458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell any of my Aryan brothers in the Minutemen, but sometimes I like to sneak a little spic food. I go here for that. Its a real shithole, just like you'd expect to find in Mexico, so no one of reputable character goes there. None of my friends will see me. They have this "gwakomoley" or some such thing. It looks like baby shit but its not bad on those Mexican chips that taste like dirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-2012786010830609029?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/2012786010830609029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=2012786010830609029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/2012786010830609029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/2012786010830609029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/marios.html' title='Marios'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxapZLqdZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XEAT_sGoxX8/s72-c/Marios.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-3113178203699001804</id><published>2008-09-11T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T06:00:00.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homos'/><title type='text'>Athens West</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxZnOraaMI/AAAAAAAAABw/r1wLhpED2PU/s1600-h/AthensWest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxZnOraaMI/AAAAAAAAABw/r1wLhpED2PU/s320/AthensWest.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241162596842367170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to dance, so I figured I would go to a gay bar. Those guys will all dance and no one tries to finger your vag. I used the google and this place called Athens West came up. Since the Greeks are all hairy homos I figured it was a gay bar. Turns out it was a restaurant. What the fuck is up with that? False advertising. Greek = buttsex. I was hungry, as usual, so I tried it anyway. It tasted like earthworms with a hint of baby hair. I'm not going back here unless it turns into a gay bar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-3113178203699001804?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/3113178203699001804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=3113178203699001804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3113178203699001804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3113178203699001804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/athens-west.html' title='Athens West'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxZnOraaMI/AAAAAAAAABw/r1wLhpED2PU/s72-c/AthensWest.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-38562099160610601</id><published>2008-09-10T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T06:00:00.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Chili's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxYVJqKSHI/AAAAAAAAABo/ynvJ3EhEEoU/s1600-h/Chilis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxYVJqKSHI/AAAAAAAAABo/ynvJ3EhEEoU/s320/Chilis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241161186745665650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Carrols pube burger debacle, when I go overseas I always go to American restaurants. I'm not taking a chance on anything these greasy foreigners make anymore. Anyway, for some reason I went to the middle east. Maybe I needed some figs or oil. Thats all the ragheads are good for. These smelly cocksuckers made me wear this blanket. Can you believe that cowboy bullshit? A blanket when its 150 outside? Thats Fahrenheit folks. No faggoty metric system here. I was worried I'd have to eat camel testicles or something, but I found a Chili's. I know it sounds like beaner food, but its really very American. My hero Toby Keith probably eats here whenever he's in whatever fucked up country I was in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-38562099160610601?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/38562099160610601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=38562099160610601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/38562099160610601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/38562099160610601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/chilis.html' title='Chili&apos;s'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxYVJqKSHI/AAAAAAAAABo/ynvJ3EhEEoU/s72-c/Chilis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-145404033853703873</id><published>2008-09-09T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T06:00:00.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Boobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxXoiekfLI/AAAAAAAAABg/ARCf4BYWsA8/s1600-h/boobs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxXoiekfLI/AAAAAAAAABg/ARCf4BYWsA8/s320/boobs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241160420313824434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to use the way-back machine you fuckers. Back when I was an infant, I frequently ate here. My mother's weren't this nice though. She had those nasty silver dollar nipples. I don't like those. Now her boobs sag. I've tried to get her to go to a plastic surgeon, but she refuses. Cunt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-145404033853703873?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/145404033853703873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=145404033853703873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/145404033853703873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/145404033853703873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/boobs.html' title='Boobs'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxXoiekfLI/AAAAAAAAABg/ARCf4BYWsA8/s72-c/boobs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-1986513150845939384</id><published>2008-09-08T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T06:00:00.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supermarkets'/><title type='text'>Albertsons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxW_lNRgcI/AAAAAAAAABY/98VdhZppT5I/s1600-h/Albertsons.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxW_lNRgcI/AAAAAAAAABY/98VdhZppT5I/s320/Albertsons.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241159716671947202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not watching balloons or helping the Minutemen keep illegals from raping your grandmother, I enjoy cooking. When I need ingredients, I go here. There is also a drugstore inside. This is handy so I can buy ingredients to cook meth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-1986513150845939384?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/1986513150845939384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=1986513150845939384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/1986513150845939384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/1986513150845939384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/albertsons.html' title='Albertsons'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLxW_lNRgcI/AAAAAAAAABY/98VdhZppT5I/s72-c/Albertsons.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-7687908644545792015</id><published>2008-09-05T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T06:00:00.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Carrols</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsNR1dlo0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/SKRUAdl3eAo/s1600-h/Carrols.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsNR1dlo0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/SKRUAdl3eAo/s320/Carrols.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240797191435821890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the unpleasantness, I went here. Its in Finland. I don't know why I went there. Everyone there is a douchebag. Not even the type of douchebag I'm used to in Florida. Like really hardcore. No one shaves their pubes here. If there's one thing I stand for its freshly shaved pubes. The food here tastes like pubes. I found that odd. Since they don't shave, where would they get the pubes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-7687908644545792015?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/7687908644545792015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=7687908644545792015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/7687908644545792015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/7687908644545792015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/carrols.html' title='Carrols'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsNR1dlo0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/SKRUAdl3eAo/s72-c/Carrols.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-5307105274411112119</id><published>2008-09-04T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T06:00:01.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other Planets'/><title type='text'>Mars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsMqAcGOaI/AAAAAAAAABI/uar1mTV79C4/s1600-h/Mars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsMqAcGOaI/AAAAAAAAABI/uar1mTV79C4/s320/Mars.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240796507187591586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thirsty, so for some reason I went to Mars. Turns out there isn't any liquid water on the surface. What a shithole. We need to send in the Marines to colonize this place. It smells like a Moroccan whorehouse. We need to hang up some of those pine scented air fresheners here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-5307105274411112119?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/5307105274411112119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=5307105274411112119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/5307105274411112119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/5307105274411112119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/mars.html' title='Mars'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsMqAcGOaI/AAAAAAAAABI/uar1mTV79C4/s72-c/Mars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-8104423130873980772</id><published>2008-09-03T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:00:00.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balloons'/><title type='text'>Balloon Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsMH0b9D_I/AAAAAAAAABA/MHWCHI8-Vtk/s1600-h/BalloonStore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsMH0b9D_I/AAAAAAAAABA/MHWCHI8-Vtk/s320/BalloonStore.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240795919850213362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all those balloons. This store makes me wetter than an eel. I go here often when I'm in need of more balloons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-8104423130873980772?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/8104423130873980772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=8104423130873980772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/8104423130873980772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/8104423130873980772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/balloon-store.html' title='Balloon Store'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsMH0b9D_I/AAAAAAAAABA/MHWCHI8-Vtk/s72-c/BalloonStore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-3673563002311894394</id><published>2008-09-02T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T06:00:03.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>El Pollo Loco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsLdlYargI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kpYnx6t-r6E/s1600-h/ElPolloLoco.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsLdlYargI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kpYnx6t-r6E/s320/ElPolloLoco.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240795194254339586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't care for Mexicans, but they make some good flapjacks. Often, when I'm hungry, I go here. I hoped to run into the keeper of the flame. I bet he's gay. These wetbacks make good chicken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-3673563002311894394?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/3673563002311894394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=3673563002311894394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3673563002311894394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3673563002311894394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/el-pollo-loco.html' title='El Pollo Loco'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsLdlYargI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kpYnx6t-r6E/s72-c/ElPolloLoco.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-3951161006956926970</id><published>2008-09-01T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T06:00:01.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Chick-fil-A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsKrdBJfoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PyaqToG0bJU/s1600-h/Chick-fil-A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsKrdBJfoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PyaqToG0bJU/s320/Chick-fil-A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240794333015801474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not know this about me, but I'm a huge fucking redneck, so I ate here. I was hungry. I had chicken. It tasted like a hippo's cunt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-3951161006956926970?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/3951161006956926970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=3951161006956926970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3951161006956926970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/3951161006956926970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/09/chick-fil.html' title='Chick-fil-A'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLsKrdBJfoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PyaqToG0bJU/s72-c/Chick-fil-A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-5794834815950365291</id><published>2008-08-30T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:22:18.767-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Restaurants'/><title type='text'>McDonald's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkBJxkqApI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1HLa2pVqLEM/s1600-h/McDonalds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkBJxkqApI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1HLa2pVqLEM/s320/McDonalds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240220908859818642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hungry, so I went here. While I was there I had a Quarter Pounder with Cheese. Over there, they call it a Royale with Cheese. Now I'm here again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-5794834815950365291?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/5794834815950365291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=5794834815950365291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/5794834815950365291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/5794834815950365291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/08/mcdonalds.html' title='McDonald&apos;s'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkBJxkqApI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1HLa2pVqLEM/s72-c/McDonalds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4668478089310949900.post-9138739214617984104</id><published>2005-03-31T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:21:37.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balloons'/><title type='text'>Schiavo Was Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sptimes.com/2003/10/28/images/medium/A_4_schiball_172055_1028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.sptimes.com/2003/10/28/images/medium/A_4_schiball_172055_1028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4668478089310949900-9138739214617984104?l=schiavowashere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/feeds/9138739214617984104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4668478089310949900&amp;postID=9138739214617984104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/9138739214617984104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4668478089310949900/posts/default/9138739214617984104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schiavowashere.blogspot.com/2008/08/schiavo-was-here.html' title='Schiavo Was Here'/><author><name>The Feeding Tube</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516045763822751294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4vCB3bwKJJA/SLkCx0kR3GI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yR_0xT5anH4/s1600-R/feeding-tube.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
