Red and Martin: Just A Couple of Guys Splashing Their Brogurt Around On Vacation

Boston, MA – There was a famous song once that began “From Boston to Austin, and new towns I’m lost in…” but I forget the rest of the words because I only ever heard it after ripping bong hits. From what me and my brain can remember, it was quite catchy. Now, Red and I are taking a well deserved vacation from all this free (i.e. pro-boner) blogging (even though we got 800 hits today for “Courtney Stodden’s tits” without posting anything.) Red, myself, Mrs. Red, and Mrs. Munson will be sunning and funning in the artsy, craftsy, bbqsy, and tattoosy town of Austin, Texas.

Anyway, we heard you “had” to go to the Bikini Bar, but, see below. Kind of looks like a poor man’s Hooters, which is ironic, because Hooters is already a poor man’s Hooters of another poor man’s Hooters. If you think about that too hard, the endless cycle of watered down beer and greasy wings that I guarantee will give you the hot and squishies by 10am the following morning, you will fuck up the space time continuum in which you live. The bottom line is “they have tits”, hence, “we are going.”

In closing, please don’t piss and moan about how cold it is. Don’t be that dickhead. We all chose to live here, and no one wants to hear about how your car said “3 degrees” when you got into it this morning. Thanks to the forecast, and the fact my dick crawled inside out and back in my belly, I was also aware it was rather chilly, so shut the fuck up. ”Cold enough for ya?” you dick. You unoriginal, predictable weather dick. Yeah, it’s fucking cold enough for me, and it will be cold enough for me between the months of November and March for the rest of my fucking life because I too am a cunt that chose to live here.

Other than that, have a good couple of days.
Martin

"NO...no.....NO....YES....YES"