200motels POLITICS
Comedy
Tragedy
Nonsense
Bullshit
200motels BEIJING OLYMPICS
Comedy
Tragedy
Nonsense
Bullshit
200motels POLITICS
Comedy
Tragedy
Nonsense
Bullshit



Puke Me A River
200motels Waste Management
Comedy
Tragedy
Nonsense
Bullshit
The Power of Positive Puking
When U.S. President George H.W. Bush
decided to express his displeasure over trade
account imbalances by vomiting in the lap of
Japanese Emperor Hirohito at a banquet, he
ushered in a new era of vomit diplomacy. I
don't know about you, but when a big guy like
the president pukes all over me, I consider it
an honor. I would definitely have the vomit
gold-plated and hang it in the place of honor
on my mantlepiece, OK?

Now, ordinary Americans are expressing
themselves through the Power of Positive
Puking.
So when Philles fan Matthew Clemmens had
the inspiration to stick his fingers down his
throat and puke all over his neighbors, with
whom he was having a dispute, during a
baseball game this season, he augured a
whole new era in that city’s proud sports
history.
Long envious of New York’s tickertape
parades, Philadelphia has been casting
about for a way to honor its sports
teams that would reflect its culture and
personality. What better way than to
have the Phillies, Eagles, Flyers and
Sixers cruise down Market Street in
open top convertibles while their
adoring admirers unleash steaming
torrents of hot vomit from the windows
above?
Plans are afoot to ship in an
emergency supply of Phillie
Cheese Steaks, calzone and
egg rolls from neighboring
New Jersey, a state that
certainly knows something
about nauseating, greasy
crap, so that the fair citizens
of The City of Brotherly Puke
will have the ammunition to
keep vomiting as the
festivities continue all
through the night.
CLICK HERE FOR HOME PAGE
At the urging of the civic
authorities, Elton John has
already agreed to change to
lyrics of “Philadelphia
Freedom” to “Phillie
Cheesesteak Pukedom”. The
Liberty Bell is due to be
replaced by The Liberty Puke,
a fifty-foot pile of brass vomit
with a crack in it. On the
Fourth of July, the fireboats
in Philadelphia harbor will
shoot out arcs of red, white
and blue vomit to the
accompaniment of fifty
flatulent fat ladies farting out
“Eat and Puke Forever”.
Other cities have expressed
an interest in following
Philadelphia’s innovative
example of patriotic
pukedom. Washington DC,
the capital of nauseating
nonsense, is studying plans
to construct a massive
monument which will play
recordings of politicians’
speeches interspersed with a
dazzling display of dancing
vomit designed by the
creators of Las Vegas’
Bellagio fountains.
The French, not to be
outdone, hope to transform
the Eiffel Tower into a
gurgling gusher of vile vomit,
powered by a regurgitated
formula of stinky cheese and
cheap red wine, which will
erupt every hour, as the
dancers from the Paris Opera
Ballet perform the dancing
elves from “L’Après-midi d’un
Faun” in the slippery vomit.
The French, inspired by the
collapse of their soccer team
in the World Cup, with its
consequent backbiting and
recriminations, which almost
destroyed French society (or
what exists of it), have
elected to have a ceremony
where the team will be
covered with vomit and
garbage in a special
ceremony to take place in the
garden of the presidential
palace.
But no city deserves a puking
proliferation of putrid, vile vomit more
than New York, which has witnessed
the collapse of the Knicks, Nets,
Giants, Jets and Mets, not to mention
the national economy. For this
reason, Mayor Michael Bloomberg
has designated a Professional Sports
Depreciation Day, where the Canyon
of Heroes will be renamed the Sewer
of Zeros, and New Yorkers of all
social classes will be able to puke all
over its sports teams from Battery
Park to City Hall, where the mayor
will then present them with this city’s
supreme award marking its
appreciation for their efforts, The Key
To The Shithouse.
Hack hack
cough [retch]!
He puked
all over me!
That must
be what
they call
Vomit
Diplomacy!
Matthew Clemmens
"El Puko Grande!"
Philadelphia’s civic leaders have already
embraced this principle. Plans are in the
works for a remake of “Rocky”, wherein the
hero pukes all over the ring, forcing Apollo
Creed to slip and slide in the slick vomit,
banging his head on the floor and knocking
himself out. When Rocky embraces his
girlfriend at the end of the movie, the two of
them puke all over each other for a touching,
romantic finale.
All Hail The Duke
of Puke!
Philadelphia - The City of
Brotherly Puke!
Philadelphia
Gastronomic
Specialty, Puke on
Toast