Can you believe it!?  PopularIrony.com is 2 years old, today!  It seems like only yesterday that Hamtackle was released from that State funded "care" facility.  He wandered the streets, opened mouthed and uninspired, until he was able to innocently obtain a lightly blood stained laptop.  The free internet access at the local Carl's Jr granted him access to the world of the internet.

That's when he started http://hamtackle.blogspot.com/.  It was a simple, free Blogger blog, but it brought him purpose and a facsimile of human joy.  Hamtackle slapped his thalidomide flippers against his keyboard, creating poignant observations and wrapping them in utter filth.  After 2 weeks of nonstop blogging, Hamtackle was joined by one other, Terlet.

Terlet, an inherent coward and mysophobe, was forced into blogging via threat of a sharp, poop dripping stick.  One afternoon, Terlet was walking home from work (the bus is too disgusting), making sure not to step on any cracks in the sidewalk, when he was accosted by a drunken, Irish monster.  Hamtackle rushed and cornered Terlet, brandishing his shit stick.  Terlet, eyes already streaming with tears, shrieked and curled into the fetal position.  Instead of the usual "take the money and rape them" maneuver, Hamtackle demanded Terlet's dedication to his blog.  Terlet, piss-stained and weeping, agreed. 

Terlet rushed home and purchased the domain PopularIrony.com.  The blog has been updated daily ever since.  The moist tapping on Terlet's duct tape and sterile plastic covered windows, reminds him of his fear based responsibilities.  The constant terror of retaliation from the shit stained drifter, kept both monster and coward motivated. 

Now, 2 years, 102,000 views and 802 blog posts later, Popular Irony is still going strong!  We now have shitty, Let's Play videos on Youtube at

STEAMING PILE GAMES,

  we started our long promised podcast with fellow deviants, Sir Chapsworth and Ramtang,

MASTER BASTARD PODCAST

and we never lost our focus on the filth.

I guess I am supposed to give a gift for an anniversary.  The googles say that the modern gift for a 2 year anniversary is China.  So here is former president of China, Jiang-Zemin in a very Popular Irony political pose. 

Congratulate us in the comments.  We deserve it.

Woo Hoo!  It's time for Blog Buddies, Motherfucker!  Blog Buddies is when Hamtackle and Terlet challenge each other to create something groundbreaking on their illustrious blog!  They are so amazing and creative!  Fuck!  I bet you can't wait to see what they do next!  Are you excited!?  Are you fucking pumped!  Well, hold on to your girly bits because here is the next Blog Buddies Challenge!....... NAME THAT POST!!

Holy Fuck!  I can't believe they are going to do Name That Post! This is soooo epic! You are in for a fucking treat, bitches!  Terlet is going to name a post title for Hamtackle to write about, and fucking vice versa!!  Can you fucking believe that shit!?

Tomorrow's post will be written by Hamtackle, but he will have to come up with something based off of whatever bullshit Terlet spits out.  The day after that, Terlet steps up to the fucking plate to riff off of Hamtackle's brain baby.  If Hamtackle comes up with "How My Love of Hitler Made Me a Better Pedophile", Terlet would have to write a whole post about it.  Classy concept, yes?

I can't wait to see what they fucking come up with!  Tune in for the next two days to find out!  Have we ever disappointed you before?  Bon Voyage, bitches!

Last night, I had a few friends over to watch men pummel other men in tights and/or bicycle shorts.  Hamtackle and Sir Chapsworth can't get enough of the mixed martial arts, homo-erotic extravaganza that is UFC.  Personally, I am not entirely interested in UFC but I still agreed to host the shindig.  Vicon showed up with a stack of Little Caesar's, so it was shaping up to be a wonderfully drunken evening.

It was raining pretty hard while we were watching the Tickle-fist competition, so we stepped outside to watch the storm.  I live in an area that does not get too much rain, not to mention torrential downpours.  So It was pretty incredible to see the streets swelling with water.

Suddenly, I saw a large toad hop in my front yard.  I see toads all the time but I still like to look at them.  The rain let up for a moment so I approached the amphibic beast.  Much to my surprise it was not the common toad but an American Bullfrog.  "What the fuck?"  I thought.  I don't live very close to any ponds or streams.  Where did this little fucker come from?

How could this slick skinned critter have ended up in my suburban neighborhood?  Could a tornado have scooped him up and placed him in my yard?  Is this the start of a plague like in the bible?  Was one of my neighbors cursed by a witch?  Could a masturbating chimp have dropped him off once sexually satiated?

Did you ever see that video of the chimp using the frog as a Fleshlight?  Fucking hilarious.

My answer on how this unexpected guest arrived at my house was easy to discover.  Just a search for American Bullfrog on Wikipedia produced the following info.  "On rainy nights, bullfrogs, along with many other amphibians, travel overland, and may be seen in numbers on country roads."

I was about to release my moist new friend when he was snatched away by Sir Chapsworth and Hamtackle.  They spent the next few hours watching UFC and sharing their new Fuck Frog.  The frog lived through the night but I don't think he'll ever fully recover.