Monday, December 29, 2008

Days Like Today

I woke up this morning, around 7ish...clearly not rushing into to work when 90% of the country is taking off. Train stations empty, coffee lines non existent and zero traffic on the road. Today "looks" great outside, but since I am stuck in here I might as well toss the pod in one ear and listen to the crickets with the other. So like our girl Marissa here, kick back and make the best of it. Try not to put a bullet in your foot before 3pm kickoff, NC State Wolf pack vs Rutgers Scarlet Knights in the Papa Johns.com BOWL!!!

Friday, December 26, 2008

Holiday ROOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAADDD

The Holiday Season is not defined as one day and two nights...its defined by days of outdoor activities and indoor fireside Sippin. Sure we here at JSS would rather you get out side on your days off, play some sport that includes a Sud break every so often, but if you are more of an indoor cat, then go ahead and get that fire going, have a frosty Sud waiting and we will see you soon. We all have a few new gifts to show off...so go ahead and fulfill your obligation. Whether you received a new SWEATER,
a new CAR,
or a new SNOWBOARD,Get your new gear and show it to the world. Nothing like sweater meats, fast cars, and loving Snaps. Especially when SUDS are involved. Enjoy everyone...be well and May God Always Bless America.

Sip A BloodyMary Before You Open My Box

I will be honest...I haven't really missed many days without Sudding lately. So why would a holiday weekend be any different. Holidays=family. Family=warmth+ chaos+misunderstandings+forgiving+emotional breakdowns. All of those=Booze Booze and more Booze. Not sure which comes first since most of us are Suddin Bloodies pre 10am. Anyhow, feel like I got kicked in the grill by a mule...and not that cool partying mule from Bachelor party. I'm talking scotch breath, rotten tooth, cheese ripping Christmas Mule.Santa has been known to abuse the sht out of his Christmas mules....this poor guy ended up on the table of Tiny Timjached. Keep Sippin Donkey Nuts.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Merry Christmas, From Bobby J


Twas the night Before Christmas and all thru the house
Young Bobby was sleeping, in his blanket tent house
He woke with the pain of a boozy booze tinkle
And that’s when he heard a strange noise, like a jingle
He walked down the stairs to see what is was
Rubbing his eyes still feeling the buzz
He looked with disbelief, with shock and with awe
It was a young lil Snapper, in panties, No Bra
The bells on her ankles, clinked and they clanked
And Sounded like angels as she begged to be spanked
Bobby just smiled, for what he saw and was hearing
So he brought her up stairs to try on her Ankle Bone Earrings
They boned, and they sweat, and the rocked that ole bed
For those bells on her ankles still ring in his head
So here’s Christmas Eve, the night of all nights
Stay awake for a jingle, but remember…she bites.
MERRY CHRISTMAS My Friends, My Family, My Buds
Give your loved ones a Hug, A Kiss and some SUDS.
KEEP SIPPIN

Sh*tter was full

All I Want For Christmas


Mi Lik Hams has been looking forward to meeting Santa her whole life. She knew he existed from a young age, just never got to sit on his lap. Well, Ms Hams got her shot at Saks the other day. All she wanted for Christmas was some drugs for her sick aunt and a tool set for her favorite uncle. Apparently with all the kids screaming and Santa being half in the bag, he mistook her special requests for something rather naughty. All Mi Lik Hams remembers is asking if that was a candy cane in his pocket. Merry Christmas Hams...the good news is, Santa has it all on tape.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Twas The Night Before Bagels


Twas the Street before Christmas, and everything sucked.
Most bankers were hurting; some totally f-cked.
Lehman was dead and Merrill acquired
Thain asked for ten million as thousands were fired.

TARP funds flooded every bank on the Street,
and GM and Chrysler waited to suckle the teat.
Bernie Madoff was safely under house arrest
while SCORES laid off girls with artificial breasts.

Then outside my cubicle there arose such a fray
I feared the whole firm would go under that day.
I put down my pitchbook and financial models,
And prepared for an evening of tears and rum bottles.

Right there in the bullpen stood the strangest of fellers
Who arrived on a sleigh pulled by naked short sellers.
He bellowed and blustered and let out a curse
and before we knew it, things got even worse.

For there in his clutches were our bonus checks
and all of our hopes of prestige, toys, and sex.
With an evil grin he then handed them out
and, one after one, faces drooped in a pout.

The numbers fell victim to maniacal division
and, oh, did I mention the clawback provision?
I was enraged and in shock, and then what was more
after taxes, I couldn’t buy Eliot Spitzer’s wh-re!

In less than a week my bonus was spent
and I thought of moving back in with the ‘rents.
But New Years was coming and it would be great
to party like a baller and get rid of Oh-Eight.

Oh-Nine will be better and we’ll all get rich
the sooner we say goodbye to this ugly b-tch.
So keep your chins up and your heads held high,
put in the hours and never say die.

As bad as things are, they’ll get good again
and you’ll be glad you hung in there with all the real men.
When you’re in bed with a model and getting a hummer
you can lay back and think,
“Thank God I’m not a plumber!”

Thanks "the Big Picture" and Haggs.

Merry Christmas Dirty Jerz Style

Seasons Greetings!!!

HONEY I'M HOME!!!!!! And Man I'm Sauced...Santa's already on his way, his list is made, so guess who's getting filthy naughty tonight? God Bless you Tiny Snap, and to all a GOOD NIGHT!!!

December 24th, Christmas Eve...you worked a half day, spent the other half shopping ans Sipping in between stores. You finish up and head home to your hot ass waiting for you(male/female). Upon walking into your MASHO(Mansion, Apt, Shack, House or Ocean Side Villa) how would you like to be greeted? Are you more focused on the Hoop, The Stomach/Snap Combo(displayed up top), The Stems or the Hams?
HOOP: Back HAMS: Stems

Last Minute Shopping Ideas


I have yet to start my shopping, but can pretty much bang it out in any small town...Greenwich is the easiest as they have Saks for Nana, Richards for Papa and Pop, outdoor traders for brothers and cousins, Hoglands for mom, Toy Chest for nephews and nieces and so on. You know what the key is? Strategically placed watering holes to wet ones whistle. They key is, shop for the kids last...go in to a Toy Store all Holiday Happy, buzzed feelin fine. Load up on ridiculous crap, have them wrap it and BA BLAM, you are good as gold. Now, for that intimate gift for that special someones...well, I recommend a gift they can share with a friend. Merry Christmas To All and To All A Double Ended...Candy Cane