Showing posts with label RetroTorch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label RetroTorch. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
RetroTorch: Brian Winters Joins the Bucks
What's goin' on, sissies?
Name's Brian. Brian Winters. Yeah, you know me.
I'm here because you idiots traded Jabbar. Good one, ya jugheads.
You think I want to be in Wisconsin? This time last year I'm catching perch off the Santa Monica Pier, and now I've gotta choose which of 18 different cheeses I want on my grilled cheese.
Oh, you like my stache? Sure you do. I grew it as a joke cause I knew you jerks are in to that sort of thing.
Let's play some basketball. Give it to the big man and work inside out. Some good basketball. That's what you guys do here, right? No? Oh yeah, you traded your big man. Good one.
I can't believe you bunch of stupids won a title. How's Brian Winters supposed to make things work here? Want me to grow a beard and get a pair of goggles? Too bad. I hate skiing.
If you need me, I'll be parting my hair.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
RetroTorch: Andrei Kirilenko Gets Career Advice
"ДИDЯЗI, MУ SФЙ. FФЯ ZЭ LДST TIMЗ, ЧФЦ ИЭЗD ЙФT MДSTЭЯ ДИУ SКЗЭL. JЦST ЬЗCФMЭ GФФT ЗЭЙ MДИЧ. ZЗЙ, MУ SФИ, ЧФЦ ШILL GЭT MДЙУ ЯЦЪLЗS."
"DД, FДSHД. I ЬЗLIЭVЗ УФЦ."
"VЗЯSДTILITУ, ДИDЯЭI. ZДT ЗЭS ZЗ MФST ЭЗMPФЯTДЙT SКЭЗL."
"DД, FДSHД. DД."
Monday, July 13, 2009
RetroTorch: the Dream Team Promotes Contraceptives
Thursday, June 11, 2009
RetroTorch: Detroit Water Torture
Thursday, May 21, 2009
RetroTorch: Julius Caesar Gets a Signature Sandal

Following his impressive circumvallation of Alesia during the Gallic War, Greek goddess of victory, Nike, divined that Roman Emperor Julius Caesar should be the first Emperor to wear his own signature sandal. "The Caesar" features the latest technological advances including leather, laces, and a sole. When reached for comment by carrier pigeon, the Emperor responded in a dead language that cannot be translated.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
RetroTorch: Wilt Chamberlain Dunks

While Wilt Chamberlain dunked, teammate Tom Meschery was frozen in terror. Wilt hadn't seen the enormous robot destroyer approaching the court. Just like dinosaurs, if you didn't move, the robots couldn't see you. But, well, Wilt had moved.
Fortunately for Wilt, he was faster than Tom. Unfortunately for Tom, the robot was hungry.
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