Feel My Photoshop Wrath Terry!!!

Well... I suppose it was gonna happen eventually... a picture of terrys head on a chicken. Now perhaps if terry battles me soon and does a respectable job of defending himself I will photoshop his head on a more awesome animal... Like a shark lion.

This Just in! Terry's Yellow!

hay darling friends of mine. read the email above to see who's a douche. illiterate or lazy? well then I'll just tell you... Terry. Terry is the douche. Why are you so scared to battle me terry? why must you be so very terrified of battle that you would rather hang out at your job and do hard back breaking labor? I think terry is a chicken. There, I said it. Chicken. 

know what terry is?... yellow.

at least he knows what is coming to him... SHAME, Blog style.

News!

Some News for Today:
me and terry should be picking up the gauntlet tomorrow night so new carnage on new levels will be the order of the day.

In other news:
I hung out with a dude I like to call "MAN MOUNTAIN" the other day, he told me that my blog was the best creation ever, he said he would do anything to get up on my blog, he said that he would touch me inappropriately to get on my blog. anyways, so I says to him, "you want to be on my blog... draw me an awesome picture of me pwning terry. if you want to see the Mountains illustrative skills go here once at his site you will see many things... including well rendered titties.

In a related story:
My good friend DAVE GOLD just dipped his toe into the wonderful world of blogging his way to fame an fortune. His blog is still sparse cause I just set it up this morning, but check it out often cause he promised to populated it with all sorts of delicious tidbits from his quivering rapidographs. The name of his site is good, it is DAVIDGOLDDOTCOM.COM, and you can get to it by clicking here

anyway, i got to work now, peace out.

MMH - A New Classic

Hey all my wonderful subjects! today you get a headshot that is totally bad ass! his shields were completely down when I womped him so the bullet going through his dome piece is not obscured by the weird glowyness of shields failing... but I digress,

i hurt inside.

hello all my beautiful, bouncing children. so it has been asked if terry gets any sweet killz. well yes, yes he does. the are like small shining stars in our battles. I feel as though it must feel like biting into a juicy steak after a year of eating nothing but bland lined paper, and in that way I am truly jealous, i really am children. I mean for me eating delicious steak every day is fantastic but how can I truly appreciate it when I am such a pwnage machine?

i leave you with this wonderful poem that sums up my pain.

you take the good, you take the bad, you take them booth and there you have, the facts of life, the facts of life

-unknown

holy shit! I'm a neglectful blogger.

oh hay guys.. sorry for neglecting you for so many days.... I realize that for most of you that this is the only bright spot in your gray lives. I realize that i have a responsibility to you, seeing that you'd all probably reach for the sleeping pills upon not seeing spectacular pwnage on a regular basis. I will try not to let it happen again... but it might. be strong.

oh yeah... you hear heath ledger died? weird right? do you think its a coincidence that he died during the lull in my posting? Cause i dont.

I wonder what its like to be constantly pwned?

this post goes out to joel. cause he just loooovvvees watchin terry get blowed up. In this masterfully framed shot terry didn't realize that he shouldn't man a stationary turret when there are four deadly fuel cells just waiting to explode directly to his rear.

mmh - wicked belated edition

hmmm, I think I'll walk through this door. awwwwgh! crap! BLAM!

A picture that describes last nights battle

Valiant attempt by terry last night to try and get him some sweet sweet MMH action, unfortunately for him he just doesn't have the ridiculous skills that King Awesome Jon has.  I dominated.  just as I do against all foes. I turn foolz into baby food.

CHAKKA KHAN!

Battle update... also: OMG! MAH NUTZ!

Hey everyone, just givin ya'll the update. terry and me are indeed battling tonight at 7:00 he promises to be a man and not a chicken ... we'll see about that.

also see the above picture of the new mac laptop... its thinner then a pencil. and so powerfully awesome that if you listened carefully around 1:30 when it was announced... you could he the shameful trouser explosions of nerds worldwide. 

-peace!

MMH- SPEEDING TICKET EDITION

Ha! terry was all like "he cant hit me if I am cruising by at top speed like some awesome madman." and I'm all like " I like his sweet ride, I'z gonna take it. ka-blam". Then I just wiped the blood off the seat and went cruising for hot ladies.

Terry is a frightened squirrel

I am just going to say it... I am mad at terry, he pussed out on our epic battle last night and said he was "under the weather"  NONSENSE!

Anyway, because I am so incredibly furious at him, I am posting a pict that I was not going to post. I felt it was far to humiliating, But now he has given me no choice. I feel the picture is self explanatory.

So now I call to terry! Do the right thing! Fight me like a man!

I am the anti-Exzibit

Joel has made it quite clear that not putting mindblowing captions on my pictures is simple unacceptable... I apologize.

It this installment terry was attempting to flee the scene in a warthog, he couldn't stand the heat in the kitchen. fortunately for him I doggy-bagged him up a fresh helping of spartan laser. he didn't go hungry in that match.

Monday Morning Headshot - i am too tired to be clever edition

oh hai guys and gals. i slept like crap last night... total weaksauce. heres your carnage for the day.

Me and terry are battling tomorrow on the big tv, so expect some new awesomely deadly screenshot in the days to come.

peace out

Give it up for Terry.

yeah yeah yeah, so terry ransacked my killing spree with a guass cannon. he deserved that kill... I'm awesome enough to admit that. Note the grenade stuck to the side of the warthog, it was a parting gift. 

Speaking of gifts... I will now officially give a delicious shout out: HAPPY BIRTHDAY ON SATURDAY, TERRY!

You better bring your "A" game to bowling. I plan on pwning you verily on the lanes. prepare to have cake with a side of weaksauce.

Da BOMB <-- crappy name for post

this was awsome. he wuz all like " i'm gonna run you over" and I was all like "how bout instead I take a spike grenade and explode it all over your face while your driving through a bubble shield?" and then he was all like "wah..?!?, kaboom!"

ha!