Eli’s Big Day Out
05.20.08THIS IS SO STUPID! I CAN’T BELIEVE I HAVE TO GO TO CRUDDY BABYLAND BECAUSE I WAS THE FLIPPIN’ MVP. EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT THE HAPPIEST PLACE ON EARTH IS THE EXIT 76 ANTIQUE MALL IN INDIANA. I CAN’T WAIT TO HIT THAT UP WHEN MOM AND I ARE VISITING PEYTON ON MY BYE WEEK. WHATDYA MEAN WE HAVE THE SAME BYE WEEK?
[throws tantrum]
MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
[/tantrum]
NO! I’M A BIG MAN NOW, I DON’T NEED MOM.
OH WELL, I GUESS I COULD GO ON SOME RIDES WITH THE BABYSITTER BEFORE THAT FRIGGIN’ PARADE.
WHAT’S THIS KIDDIE RIDE ALL ABOUT? IT LOOKS LIKE IT JUST GOES AROUND IN CIRCLES.
JEEZ ABBY, THIS IS BORING. IT JUST GOES AROUND AND AROUND OVER AND OVER AGAIN.
[sulks]
WAIT! WAS THAT MICKEY?
OHMYGOD, IT’S MICKEY MOTHERFLIPPIN’ MOUSE IN PERSON AND I’M STUCK UP HERE GOING IN A STUPID CIRCLE!
HEY, WHERE’D HE GO?
OHMYGOD, THERE’S MICKEY!
HEY, WHERE’D HE GO?
OHMYGOD, THERE’S MICKEY!
HEY, WHERE’D HE GO?
OHMYGOD, THERE’S MICKEY!
HEY, WHERE’D HE GO?
[/rides ride]
WHAT THE HECK, WHERE DID HE GO? WHY AM I ALL DIZZY? OH GOD, I’M GONNA SPEW!
[spews in this]
AH CRUD, THIS DAY CAN’T GET ANY WORSE! I’M STUCK AT BABYLAND, MICKEY KEEPS DISAPPEARING, I BLEW CHUNKS ALL OVER THE PLACE, MOISHE IS AT HIS SPA DAY UNTIL DINNER TIME, AND NOW I HAVE TO SIT THROUGH SOME GIRLIE PARADE.
HOLY FREAKIN’ COW, MICKEY’S SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO ME!
OK, PLAY IT COOL BIG E, HE’S JUST ANOTHER CELEBRITY…
[turns to Mickey]
EXCUSE ME, MR. MOUSE, I’M A HUGE FAN OF YOURS AND-
[spews on Mickey]
BEST.DAY.EVER.
[sips from sippy cup]






Sluts rock. It just has to be the right slut, that’s all.
18-1 !!!!
Eli’s wife is really hot, right? Like vasoline and rubber gloves hot.
Goofy’s son looks retarded. Did Goofy fuck his sister?
/will ponder that all day
Boy I sure hope there isn’t any jumbo shrimp because I’m allergic to oxymorons!
Michael Strahan has yet to decide if this post is funny or not.
I’m just so glad I don’t have to see the Scary White People picture anymore. GUHHH.
Look Momma, I made it! I’M OKAY!!!
In the pantry, above the sink, right next to my bottle of dick cream. Uh, wait, forget that last part.
I hate Mickey Mouse.
This is becoming way too much of a family blog for me.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some unfinished business to attend to.
/humps fridge
Abby is so hot. The only way I could get a bigger boner is if that car crashed.
Coughlin: It isn’t about the girl, Eli.
Elisha: It isn’t?
Coughlin: Well it is, but, see if you can follow me here… it… isn’t.
Elisha: Oh! So it IS… AND it isn’t.
Coughlin (nods): You are ready to be taught the new way.
Elisha: Can you teach me this… what is it… new way?
/steals pebble from Coughlin’s hand
//beats Coughlin in race
///throws Giant Snatch
Literally, we can say it anytime.
Look at Lindsay’s chicken wings!
Now finish up them taters, I’m gonna go fondle my sweaters.
@John John…
If you wanna smear mud on your ass, smear mud on your ass, just be honest about it. Look Gene, I’ve never told anyone this before, but I can suck my own dick, and I do it a lot.
David Tyree should have gone with Forrest & Jenny. He could have worn a baseball cap with a football stuck to the brim so people might recognize him.
so… Abby cleans up nice, doesn’t she?
Excuse me, ladies. You may remember me as the guy who came to dinner a few weeks ago with underwear on my head. My name is Keith Stat from Millburn, New Jersey. State bird, the mosquito. And as you may have heard I am recently a crowned class B dungeon-master. So if any of you would like to play D&D today, please speak now or forever hold your peace. Anyone? Alexa? We do need a druid and you certainly have cast a level five charm spell on me.
I see those pictures and all I think is “peas and carrots.”
Douchebags are hygienic products, I take that as a compliment. Thank you.
stick team. stick ball.
Did you say dick cream?
@ squirmin, I was secretly hoping someone wouldn’t get the joke and correct me so I could bust out “Whatever, I guess I’m not all smart like you”
I wonder how they recruited Jeff Fisher to be the convertible driver.
@John John
You taste like a burger. I don’t like you anymore.
It’s like you stole a page from my gournal. I write my thoughts in it every day.
Excellent work.
If Eli got that excited meeting Mickey, imagine how he’d feel if he got to see Disgruntled Goat, Uncle Ant, Ku Klux Klam …