Hardees (don't ever call it Carl's Jr. around us) has come a long way since its humble beginnings in the scenic, cultural mecca that is Rocky Mount, North Carolina. Apparently, however, solid, yet simple, hamburgers and all beef hot dogs, classic "Big" roast beef sandwiches, and tater tots don't really cut the mustard anymore. Well, they haven't for awhile, I guess.
Remember Hardees' relatively brief stint with fried chicken? Some said it was better than KFC. How about the Frisco Burger? Still, quite possibly, the reigning champion in the "Most Likely to Trigger Spontaneous Cardiac Arrest" category at the Fast Food awards.
More recently, though, Hardees has gone in a slightly different direction: Bigger, thicker, juicier meat (or cheese paper) that beautiful, scantily clad, women (or blue collar manual labor) are more than eager to wrap their hands around, get a little messy, and gobble down. Hey, it works, right? Pushing the envelope a bit, maybe, but who couldn't get behind that? Well, someone in the marketing department, while certainly behind it, apparently felt they hadn't pushed quite hard enough; decided it was time to come out with a full on thrust...
Apparently there's an entire lineup of these spots. Make the Jump for some more...
Sure, we all do (don't we?), but we also need to be aware of the potential drawbacks. It's true, as an NFL player you may get all the fancy ladies, and the clothes, and the free creams and lotions, but you could also end up with a finger like the Jags' Torry Holt down there (It looks like that permanently, Frumpsters). Yeah, so for all of you out there thinking about trying out at your favorite franchise's mini-camp this weekend, and I know there's at least handful of ya, consider this your public service announcement for the day foreseeable future.
As most of our hundreds of thousands of readers have probably noticed, Frumpzilla has been on the mend for awhile now. Still is, really, but, despite our current state of flux, we just couldn't resist paying homage to one of our favorite secular holidays. We could, however, fail to come up with anything original, and instead recycle our incredibly popular Secretaries' Day article from last year. Don't worry, though, the advice is still good...REALLY good, so enjoy celebrating Secretaries' Day 2009 with these helpful tips and suggestions...
Sean Miller's Xavier Musketeers put up a valiant effort in the Sweet 16 last night against #1 seeded Pitt, but, alas, it wasn't enough (and thankfully so for all 7 of my brackets). Could the Musketeers have used Coach Miller himself out on the court last night? Sounds crazy, but, after watching the video below, I'm leaning towards "Yes".
You know, I gave Xavier and its fanbase a pretty hard time last year after they ended my beloved Dawgs miraculous run to the Tourney. I may never be able to forget the humping that went on in that game, but, now, I think I can at least forgive...
And not the lump of electronic poo based on one of Nicholas Sparks' gems. I'm talking about that James Brown impression Jon Scheyer dazzled with yesterday in Blacksburg, VA. Performance after the jump.
Do you remember what you did for fun when you were 12? Neither do I. However, I'm pretty sure it involved playing some bball with my buddies or trading baseball cards, definitely not making the babies. The same cannot be said for Alfie Patten, a 13 year old british lad(who looks closer to 7 than 13) as he has recently knocked up his gorgeous 15 year old lady. Proof of her classic beauty after the jump in the Sun link.
As a buddy of mine says, "I'm not in the judgement bidness", however this is regahdamdiculous!! I'm 28 and to be honest, it's a struggle sometimes to take care of myself sometimes. Normally when the unfortunate get pregnant too early, we talk about how it's a shame they'll never get to experience college without the responsibilities no 18 or 19 year old should bear. In said case, this poor kid won't get to experience the 7th friggin grade without those responsibilities.
Sorry, this is my first post back in awhile and I'm just at a loss for words. I'm confused as to whether I should try to be funny(notice I said try) or if I should just cry for humanity. Links to articles and videos after the jump. I'm done.
But please don't take that assessment the wrong way, Frumpsters. With those qualifiers, such a video could still be, generally speaking, pretty damn shitty, and that's basically what we have after the jump.
So yeah, a trusted source just informed me that North Carolina State alumnus John Tesh is responsible for that envigorating, nearly unforgettable jam/theme song for the "NBA on NBC". Yes, Wolfpackers, I'm afraid it's true, and on both counts. Now, if an acquaintance, or even a complete stranger, had told me that over a pint or ten down at the local watering hole, I'd of called them a bald-faced liar and asked them to kindly leave. Otherwise, fistifcuffs would almost certainly ensue, and understandably so. I mean, I just don't take the alleged association of things like competitive sports and John Tesh lightly, and I've always felt such sentiment was perfectly reasonable...UNTIL NOW
Well, Frumpsters, Valentine's Day is right around the corner tomorrow, and I'm fairly certain there are quite a few lonely hearts out there that could use a little help landing a last second date. Sure, you could pick up a Cosmo, or Men's Health or something on your way out the grocery store, or maybe try to squeeze in a marathon of that weirdo on VH1, but all that costs valuable time and money, and who really wants to expend any more of such resources than you already have to on a date, let alone one on Valentine's Day.
Unfortunately, I'm confident that I'm in no position to give anyone dating advice, far from it, actually, but I do know "good" advice when I hear it...even if I have to eavesdrop, which is what I did on my lunch break the other day...
Okay, that's not actually a direct quote, but it might as well have been. Whether it's drugs, anxiety, or just another tragic case of Christian Bale Disease (extremely over-inflated sense of self-worth), Joaquin Phoenix put on quite a show on Letterman last night. Then again, maybe that's just it; it's all an act. Is Phoenix the one that's really laughing here? Very well could be, but who cares. For now, I'm just going to assume that he takes himself this seriously, it makes it so much better. I'm also going to assume he's an ass, which may be true regardless of what theory you subscribe to. A bigger ass than Letterman? Not sure, that's for you to decide. Make the jump for the video, where Joaquin mumbles about his dreams of becoming the world's first Method Rapper... (thanks DS)
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