If you're reading this, I've been allowed the right to recommend a few movies each issue of CoN (I'm gonna limit myself to 3 or else I'd go on forever).
Today I came back from work. It was a great day. We played bowling with a frozen bottle of water (those big ones in a plastic bottle), using yogurt for pins, and then played hockey with brooms and tomatoes as pucks.
This is a very small article that I dug up from the clutter that is my mailbox. It is rather old, I think I wrote it in 1992, although it could be before that.
I think the FUNNY GUYS of the world are retaliating against me for that last article I wrote, since they seem to be crawling out from under places that even the roaches snub to come talk to me and be REALLY FUNNY.
WELCOME to issue 16 of Capital of Nasty. This issue was supposed to be nothing more than a recycling bin of other articles that we had, which were just sitting around waiting to be used.
I am now convinced of the extra sensory perception of women... Now I'm not just talking a mothers intuition, but I'm talking ALL women... well at least my girlfriend.