WORLD WIDE BABY!

You know, I started blogging 14 years ago to blow off steam basically. I have several blogs on different platforms that are still around, I just don’t post on them. One of them was the original Ornery Bastard on the Blogger platform, first started in March of 2006 and still there.

If you ever wondered what a pissed off drunken Phil rant looks like, there are a few epic examples still smoldering away over there in the archives somewhere, you will just have to dig to find them.

That’s when I was still pretty much a drunken Libtard and where all of this started.

It actually got rather popular and was once even linked to with a two word hyperlink by the Wall Street Journal.

Heady times boy, I’m telling ya. There aren’t too many Red Neck Mechanics have those kinds of bragging rights I’d wager.

One time I got an Email from some outfit that wanted to put some advertising up on the blog and it was a Bumper Sticker outfit. In exchange I got a couple hundred free custom bumper stickers.

I screwed up and had them put the web address on them at the bottom so I just cut that part off an have been slowly giving them away ever since.

I sent a couple clear to fucking Austria once to my Blog buddy Notwende.

Speaking of Notwende, I see he just put up a post saying he finally got to his vacation destination in France, after driving 22 hours with no stops except bathroom and fuel all the way from Austria!

Imagine my surprise when he posted a picture of the back of his vehicle after that journey through about half of Europe when he finally got where he was going and highlighted one of the bumper stickers I has sent him!

I just cracked up laughing!

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Fuckin’ AWESOME!

How cool is that?

You have a good time my friend and don’t worry.

I’ll pick up some of the slack tormenting our mutual friend Cederq and you can take a break and enjoy your vacation.

18 thoughts on “WORLD WIDE BABY!

    • Its Saturday and the patent office is closed
      I can see that I’m going to have to spend money
      to hold title on my handle.

      Once completed, future use will require free bumper stickers
      hats,and sweatshirts.

      I can see Phil’s world renowned fame going to his head.
      Get ready to duck all you deplorables, our host could possibly turn into a champagne drunk and I just don’t see that being a pretty sight.

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      • Death, you are getting close and I am proud, but you still too nice with your shitting on our host… he is a coffee drunk.

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        • Go to the bottom of the page
          See that picture?
          Of course I’m going to be somewhat nice
          No way I want that locked on to me and haunting my dreams.

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          • I have that same bumper sticker on my truck and my travel trailer! I own it! I am a proud ornery bastard! Phil on a much earlier post printed out my truck and trailer with the sticker. only difference is I had grass growing in the background…

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            • The Frogs are looking for a very short work week so I’m lead to believe.
              Trimming bushes and cutting grass obviously don’t fit into that picture.
              You can tell by looking at the picture.

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  1. Oh, and try and find another redneck Marine Biologist on the planet! Hey, if they defund the police, we can start kicking some AntiFa ass! No questions asked! Sorta. We’ll all still get videotaped. Well, some of us.

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  2. Tormenting me? Why is it I rent space in your heads free? I have a Behavioral Degree, it is I that is slowly driving ya’ll mad… I have a porpoise and it is world domination by driving rednecks from all continents mad.

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  3. You all just stay out of Iowa.
    It is now my state (got tired of all the idiots moving to my other state of Texas).
    And nobody is in my head but my wife….she took up residence there 22 years ago when I met her.
    And someone can have France. Something I do believe my grandfather said in WWI and for sure my dad said in WWII.
    IowaDawg

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    • Iowadawg, I use to live in South Dakota and used to drive into Nebraska to avoid Iowa and to go south and get on I70. You can have Iowa, no skin off of my toe… :P~~~~~~

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  4. If I knew nothing else, I could tell that the long slender (blacked out) License
    plate indicates an EU registered vehicle. We invented everything including
    the best standards but did Euro-weenies adopt them? Noooooooo! I can
    see the metric system is better in the field of science, but why do I have to
    buy metric tools? The best electrician in America cannot make sense of
    a European schematic. It looks like fucking Chinese Algebra to Americans!

    The world would be better off if the pages of the ISO standards were torn out
    and used to light our barbeques.

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    • …and their fucking drawings are in first angle projection… Glad I retired from mechanical drafting so I don’t have to deal with that stupid shit anymore.

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  5. A postscript to my last post. Among The Euro-Weenies by PJ O’Rourk last
    page:

    “…Eventually he got, as the Europeans always do, to the part about
    “Your country’s never been invaded.” … “You don’t know the horror, the suffering.
    You think war is…”

    I snapped. “A John Wayne movie,” I said. “That’s what you were going to say,
    wasn’t it? We think war is a John Wayne movie. We think life is a John Wayne
    movie – with good guys and bad guys, as simple as that. Well, you know something,
    Mister Limey Poofter? You’re right. And let me tell you who the bad guys are.

    They’re us. WE BE BAD.

    “We’re the baddest-assed sons of bitches that ever jogged in Reeboks. We’re
    three-quarters grizzly bear and two-thirds car wreck and descended from a
    stock-market crash on our mother’s side. You take your Germany, France, Spain,
    roll them all together and it wouldn’t give us room to park our cars.

    We’re the big boys, Jack, the original, giant, economy-sized, new and improved
    butt kickers of all time. When we snort coke in Houston, people lose their hats in the
    Cap d’Antibes. And we’ve got an American Express card credit limit higher than your
    piss-ant metric numbers go.

    “You say our country’s never been invaded? You’re right, little buddy. Because I’d like
    to see the needle-dicked foreigners who’d have the guts to try. We drink napalm to get
    out hearts started in the morning. A rape and a mugging is our way of saying ‘Cheerio.’
    Hell can’t hold our sock-hops. We walk taller, talk louder, spit further, fuck longer, and
    buy more things than you know the names of. I’d rather be a junkie in New York than
    king, queen, and jack of all you Europeans. We eat little countries like this for breakfast
    and siht them out before lunch.”

    Of course, the guy should have punched me. But this was Europe. He
    just smiled his shabby, superior European smile.

    God, don’t these people have dentists?”

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