sopa sucks a giant bowl of dicks: this is why whatthefuck.com was blacked out for a portion of the day.
i love you, florida: monday wtf IX: big legos, big bottoms, and snakes on a plane
verlieren sie sich: monday wtf VIII: capable security forces, showing your wealth, intelligent discourse, and flattery
partyin', partyin', yeah.: monday wtf XVII: jersey sucks, sour milk sucks worse, and stay off the bus
that's a lot of fur in yer undies: monday wtf XVI: potatoes, whoppers, and evaporation
brand new year, same old jokes: monday wtf XV: beating meat, nothing but garbage, facebook draws blood
unreasonable search for a d+ education: monday wtf XIV: unreasonable search, social networking deficiency, and baltimore
deceptive violation: monday wtf XIII: jesus in russia, internet revenge, and a lot of china
democracy ruined america: monday wtf XII: cows, cops, and even more twilight
someone needs a bumper for their heart: monday wtf XI: apologies, drunkenness, cocaine, but no hookers. sorry.
shut up, mom, i'm on msn: monday wtf X: mooning monkey
dribbling balls: monday wtf IX, wherein fat is beautiful, unless it comes from a fast food restaurant
eight maids a-milkin': monday wtf VIII, wherein we stop screwing around and get on with it
shoot first, don't bother with the questions: monday wtf VII, where we discover the flexibility of the walrus.
the tens, the teens, f it, it's 2010: monday wtf to the sixth, where we have a talk about hubris.
post-apocalyptic christmas: monday wtf numero cinco, where we discuss what a bunch of shitheads everyone happens to be.
do you have the flava'? well, do ya?: monday wtf number four, with an international flavor, needles, and primates with mad skills
the call for columnists: as the new year approaches and the site starts to slowly turn in a new direction, we desperately need more content from more people. want to get your writing out there?
monday, december 7: breaking the silence: the third monday wtf, after a brief hiatus, featuring a klingon christmas, suing a mmorpg, and florida.
monday, november 23rd: rumors and jackasses: the second monday wtf, featuring ridiculous movie openings, the end of google, and what a bunch of assholes you are.
monday, november 16th: inaugural edition: welcome to the inaugural monday wtf, featuring local women who fail, companies trying to stay relevant, and rotten feet.
ten years of fart jokes: oZ shows you the wrinkles by his eyes and the white in his beard.
bid now, time's running out!: oZ shows off a few of the new tricks he's learned.
the checks and balances are unchecked and off-balance: oZ attempts to justify the loans of AIG against the kicking and screaming about the auto industry.
congratulations: farewell and hello
yes, you did: oZ reflects on election day 2008, and what moving forward and moving up really means.
and so it begins:
nine more years: oZ reflects on nine whole years of bullshit, and reminisces on when he was young, cared less, and did nothing.
what you don't understand is: my friends, oZ runs through the results of Friday's debate, and shows you where you just don't have the experience.
oZ brings out the nut bowl: A new political column from oZ and homeslice, with some fact and mostly opinion about today's modern US political clusterfuck.
and a merry christmas: oZ wishes you all a merry christmas and happy holidays, and that's about it
in soviet russia, site updates you.
trials and tribulations: oZ is on the soapbox, or perhaps a rocky outcropping, showing off the stone tablets of seven years of bad code.
and your mom won.: whatthefuck.com is dead, long live whatthefuck.com.
god damn mother fucker: sure, nothing's been happening. at least we have a good reason.
Fucking your mother at light speed!: outZider is announcing a bit of possible downtime today, and honing the fine art of begging. [Updated 8:15 pm CT]
who's your cremepuff?: oZ returns with his semi-regular, drug and alcohol induced update on what's new in the land of Q.
taking q from the back side: from the back side: outZider busts it out with a board update, donation information, a little downtime, and a brand spankin' new administrator.
kickin' it old school: see the transcript of last night's discussion; whether you weren't there, got pissed off, too tired, or were just plain lazy.
or, How To Piss Everyone Off!: outZider quells the rumors, spells, noisemakers and party poopers in this fun filled adventure we call www.whatthefuck.com
comments in the aftermath of a tragedy...: outZider decided he needed to say something, and since he's an admin, he's going to be an asshole and post it here anyway.
outZider would just like to extend his warm wishes on this most blessed of holidays.
hope we come back tomorrow
oZ welcomes you to your new home.