Follow-up, To the Thing Rotting in my Car

A few weeks ago my car began to give off an unbelievable stench. I went on several recon missions but could not identify the source of the smell. I literally tore my car apart, but found nothing. The pervasive smell was defying me.

Chatroulette, Fuck That!

So what the fuck can I write about tonight?  Sex?  Drugs?  Rock and roll?  Sometimes it’s really hard to think of topics to write about.  Tonight is not one of those nights.  I have heard a lot about a new website called Chatroulette.com.  Basically, this site has been described as speed dating, or something like that.  So I decided to login and see what all the fuss is about.  Here is what I think:

Sex addiction, what a crock of SHIT!

unbranded-bullshit-stampLately all you hear about is sexual addiction.  In the case of Tiger Woods, it his lame ass excuse for his infidelity.  I think sexual addiction is the biggest bunch of bullshit I have ever heard.  How can you be addicted to something that is part of your human nature?  I take 20 pisses per day; does that make me piss addicted?  Hello, may name is The Skunk, and I have a pissing addiction.  Hi, I’m The Skunk, I have a problem with breathing…I fucking have to do it all the time…seriously, like everywhere I go, I just can’t stop doing it.  What the hell is wrong with people? 

Letter to, Maria Ozawa

japanLetter To, Maria Ozawa

For this segment of “Letters to” I will write a love letter to Maria Ozawa.  For those of you who may not know who Maria Ozawa is, you either live under a rock, or you’re not a fan of Japanese porn.  I was exposed to Ms. Ozawa about 8 months ago while scouting new talent for my S90XXX Personal Training program.(Read about the Program HERE and you’ll get it!)  Now, a bit of warning, this blog post will be raunchy, after all, I am writing to my favorite porn star.  So if you are the church going type please skip this post.  I’m also writing this letter in the slightest hope she may actually read this letter someday and feel moved to meet The Skunk!

 

Letter to, the thing that is rotting in my car,

bad_smellDear Smelly Thing,

I know you are somewhere in my car.  I’m not sure what you are, or where you are, but I am sure you smell like death.  What I don’t understand is where you are hiding.  My car is spotless.  There isn’t a single piece of garbage in my entire ride…however the smell begs to differ. 

Book & Blog Update!

I have to admit, this weekend was not the best weekend for writing.  However, I did finish “Lexi OSU” the longest story I have written by far.  I also released the name of the book on Twitter…so if you are not already following me, get on it! 

S90XXX Fitness Program

So I have been in Ohio for a month now.  In that time I can already feel the pounds stacking on.  I have been debating starting on P90X or some other exercise program.  Let’s face it, if the Skunk is in shape, he has a higher likelihood of snagging some hot young trim.  Over the past week I have been debating creating my own in depth training program based on Skunk wisdom.  This training routine is not for the week of heart.  It will take discipline, and hours of hard work.  Ultimately it will lead to six pack abs, and a firm ass.  For details, please read on….

Life Lesson…Condom for a $1.50. Unplanned Child… Priceless!

Rated PG-13

DurexI just started The Skunk Blog, so I felt that it was most important to post one of my most valuable Life Lessons.  Before I begin, let me disclose to you that I have children, and I love them dearly.  I wouldn’t trade them in for anything in the world, not even a billion dollars or a night with Scarlett Johansson (This is some serious shit!)

Now that I have fully disclosed my situation, let me educate all you young skunks. This is a simple lesson, so pay attention!

Blog Update *Book*

HiRes-150x150Hello my fellow Skunks! I wanted to give you an update on my recent activities. For the past six months I have been debating taking my stories and compiling them into a novel. Writing a novel will allow me to write longer, more detailed stories.  Additionally I will have the freedom to be more creative without having the fear of upsetting friends and family.  So, as of yesterday I have officially started to write my novel.

Letter to, the guy who drives with snow on his windows

Snow_covered_carIt’s been a long time since I did a “Letter to.”  I’ve been racking my brain pretty hard thinking about a topic to write about.  Two weeks later I didn’t have shit.  So this morning on the way to work I saw the fucking stupidest thing ever, and now I have material!  I hope you enjoy.  Letter to the guy who drives with snow on his windows.