Friday Bits of Tid, F*#!ing NASCAR Retard Edition

Since the Boys are at the Brickyard this weekend, it's only fitting that this blog dedicate today's post to the Journolistas and their hatred of us NASCAR fans.

And speaking of NASCAR, the SEC held it annual Mardi Gras, grand jury hearing, Media Day this week. Already there are questions about players' attending a party in Miami where there were sports agents present. Oh,well, what's a football season without a good scandal anyway?

Is it possible to be too stupid to fish?

In South Africa, you are the bait.

Robert is Here. As he has been for the past 50 years.

"Despite the heavy criticism from the unenlightened, we have proved that there definitely is a market for our cutting edge fusion of beer, art and taxidermy."

As long as you're having a brewski, hoist one for a Veteran. Hey, it's five o'clock somewhere.

If I have to explain it to you, you still won't understand.

What the well-dressed bank robber will be wearing this season. A Darth Vader helmet. A girdle. Or failing that, just bring flowers.

There is no fun in Islam. Also, you're doing it wrong.

How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Booty Pop? The world may never know.

And finally, Paul the psychic World Cup octopus is now a movie star. The line for autographs won't be very long since he can sign eight at once.

Have an outstanding weekend, y'all.