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The Offended Roastee

It's Roast Week over at the web mother house of humour Humor Bloggers Dot Com. That's not a typo. I'm Canadian, they're not. I say humour, they say humor. I say poh-tay-toe, they say I talk funny. Vive la difference. Any hoo, the objects of our objection are HBDC`s onerous owner, originator and overlord Chelle B and her ass-kissing able administrative assistant Da Old Man. Hey, remember this is a roast! ;)

By way of background, our two targets are both going though some challenging medical dilemmas. Chelle's of two minds, you might say, and Da Old Man's been spiralling in an endless vortex of medical maelstroms, hospitalized since early summer.


I've decided to roast each of my blogging buds separately. Today, Chelle is the object of my afflictions and tomorrow DOM. Or to put it more succinctly: today the schizoid, tomorrow the whorled.


Chelle splits her mind and her time between two blogs. Not only does she run the web's wackiest home for humour hipsters but she also likes to alienate them and anyone else who might drop by her other blog The Offended Blogger.

There she shares her own warped and wacky approach to world events while sipping back on a tequila or two while munching a couple of tacos fresh from her local neighbourhood dealer Jesus (no, the other one).

But her bi-sensual problems extend beyond that. The woman lives in eastern Idaho on the edge of the Teton mountain range - never a more serene and tranquil setting - and yet the only coniferous related activity she undertakes is "pining" for this guy and his band mates...


...Berlin rock band Rammstein. What she sees in these guys, I'll never know. Well apart from the really hot man-parts of their lead singer. (Kinda like the male heavy metal version of Lady Gaga.)

Of course the only Rammsteins I'm interested in are on this Bavarian beer wench - wink, wink, nudge, nudge. (Will you look at those steins!)

But in summing up, Chelle, I really do love you for your mind, whatever condition it's in. And even though you monkey around with the look and style of HBDC more than a three year-old with ADD on Ritalin it's the greatest spot on the Internet. Thanks for letting us all play there. And be well!

Comments

Anonymous said…
Nicely played, sir, but you went easy on her, I think. You needed to be a little more offensive. ;)

Nice steins, though. :)
Anonymous said…
She looks familiar( having flash-backs to Oktoberfeast...er fest '81 )...
Me-Me King said…
Great job there, dufus. Love the photos!
Anonymous said…
Ha! Nicely done Noname! I forgot about her unique music tastes. Too busy thinking about her tacos! hee hee

And in her honor?

Hooyah!

*smile*
nonamedufus said…
UR: Not offensive enough? We'll let her be the judge. She's the expert!

subby: To my mind she looks like Chelle. Well I wouldn't know about the steins.

Me-Me: It was a fun post to write.

Quirks: Yep, she's got some unique musical tastes - hooyah!
ReformingGeek said…
Nice job! I'll pass on the steins but those hot man parts? Mighty fine.
nonamedufus said…
RG: hahaha - well I guess there's a little something for everybody there!
Um, RAWR!

I'm adding that shot of Till and his flaming "mein teil" to my wall of worship, thanks!

UR was right, I was only slightly offended. Her steins are totally fake. :p
nonamedufus said…
Chelle: OMG the 3 year old with ADD on Ritalin herself!!! If I'd known you were comin' I'd have baked a taco. ;)
Donnie said…
I share your sentiments completely. Although I would like to add that she eats meat and slaughters innocent little animals in her quest for more and more meat. Just beware her mighty crossbow and aim. It's a killer!
nonamedufus said…
Don: Thanks for the heads up. Now you're scaring me!
nipsy said…
Love it!! Would it be too weird to admit I'm jealous of those "steins"?
nonamedufus said…
nips: They certainly are big jugs...of beer.

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