the annual teamtomko meeting took place last night.
sherry if you are reading this then please return my underwear,
it is the only pair i have.
the meeting took place this year in an abandon house just inside
the city limits. the meeting commenced after our mascot performed
the ceremonial alcohol enema which marks the beginning of the
new curling season.
first on the agenda was getting some better lawyers this year
so that we won't have to spend so much money to shut up the
sensitive bleeding-heart website viewers who blush when they
hear someone say 'angina'.
next we reviewed the draft
of the teamtomko sponsorship letter and made a few minor (and a
lot of adult) changes. within the next week teamtomko will come
out with the 'doublt t' line of winter wear and bedroom wear, featuring
the'mascot g-thong' for the ladies and the 'horsethang ultra' for
the men. hopefully this will generate some extra income for teamtomko,
which will help reduce the $5200 price tag that the mct comes with.
if you have any ideas on how teamtomko can make some cash please
post them in the guestbook!
it seems today is my lucky day.. when i checked
my email this morning i couldn't help but notice that my most
secret longing could now be made a reality! i've emailed a reply
and if i hear any further correspondence from the good doctor
i'll be sure to share my life-changing experience with you all..
this weeks greatest hit is taken from a pivotal game during the
mixed provincials this year. losing that game put us in a 5 way
tie-breaker which we failed to emerge from. had we won this game
we would have went straight into the playoffs and surly won, which
would have given teamtomko the television exposure we so desperately
need! instead the second most attractive man in curling won the
title and will be enjoying the adulterous orgy which is the mixed
nationals..
teamtomko.com's greatest hits - shot #5
this week teamtomko is having our annual 'how are we going to pay
for this miserable season' meeting. due to cut backs there will be
no fire-swallowers or sword-eaters this year.. instead i've invited
my cousin to come to the city and show us the 12 different ways to
molest a pig.
Saturday, August
24, 2002
the last week was a haze of drugs, bananas, and japanese tea. that
pokemon-resembling virus turned out to be rare form of throat-chlamydia
which induced an excessive amount of verbal gonorrhea. the doctors
(by 'doctors' i am referring to some guy in a dress shirt with a
'burger king' symbol on the sleeve) said i should be fine after
the infection runs it's course, which i'm told may result is death
or paralysis of the ears... either way it's better than coughing
up bloodflem!
now that i'm on the mend i've had some time to plan out the curling
season and so i went to the new mct
website to check out the schedule. the site itself looks better
than a persons fingers that have been smashed over and over with
a hammer.. which is right up there. teamtomko isn't in the links
section yet, but the teamtomko mascot is working hard to terrify
the web designer into adding us. The most exciting bit of news was
regarding the 'canada bowl of curling' and how the mct will be using
a point-based system to select one mens team to partake in the event!
the bad news is that in order to earn the points you have to win
curling games.... so teamtomko is effectively banned. i suggest
that the points be awarded slightly different.. instead of winning
curling games, take the 'points' (bunny eyeballs) and hide them
inside of elderly men and imported icecubes. then give curlers 24
hours to find as many 'points' as they can by whichever means necessary.
to raise some money teamtomko will be having a 'whack-a-thon'
in which you guess how many chops it will take to cut down a tree
using a curling broom. $5 for ever chop you're off by.
Saturday, August 17,
2002
over the past few days i've contracted some sort
of infection which has converted my vocal chords into shards
of glass which jangle around in my throat. to help to distract
me from the intense pain i've made a game of it by seeing how
much blood i can cough up in 5 mins and then try to break that
record (a la simpsons). the warm tea and grated sheep foot have
also been successful in dulling the billions of razor-sharp
bacteria which have been raving in my neck for the past 48 hours...
my neck couldn't be any stiffer if i had injected viagra into
it!
i cannot verify the accuracy the following 'greatest hit' partly due
to the home remedies i've been downing and partly because it happened
nearly a year ago. either way it's close enough and should once again
show you how teamtomko can bafumble even the most simple shots
teamtomko.com's greatest hits - shot #4
well that's it.. i need some rest and i think my ferret-tampon broth
is just about done so i'm off
i'm predating this update to last till the weekend in an effort
to narrow the whine river which should reduce the flow of emails
to me telling me to 'update the site loser!'. unfortunately i couldn't
think of any "the sport of curling" related things to
discuss, such as tips to help stop floating outturns or 3 simple
steps to increase leg-drive or a summer workout plan to increase
sweeping endurance. but don't fret.. once the season actually starts
(in 4 weeks) i'll have plenty to write about!
the second week of winnipeg's anti-melting pot
celebration is under way and over run with colorful and fragrant
dancers of all sizes and sexual preferences. i've been spending
so much time at the chinese pavilion that my pants are starting
to smell like soy sauce.. but i'm not there for the food or
the girls (that's a lie) but to take in the outstanding lion
dance shows taking place in the courtyard (that's the truth).
i really enjoyed the show last night in which one of the performers
was fighting or perhaps cooking another performer. one had a
shimmery large sword and the other had a partially dead salmon
(this could be a lie, i didn't have my glasses on and it very
well could have been a fish or wolf of some sort). they proceeded
to attack each other in a dazzling barrage of martial poetry
and ended when the one with the sword, faced with his impending
defeat, sliced open his abdomen from which candy proceeded to
spill from.. a kind of human pinata! ..the candy was in fact
nothing but kidney stones and bile but the children didn't seem
to care.
Wednesday, August
7, 2002
the lack of updates recently can be attributed to two reasons.
first, in the past few days the different cultural groups in the
city have banded together and seem to be waging war on each other...
but it's a cold war and the admission isn't too high so i've been
busy eating the edibles of up to three different cultures a night!
all the running around is helping me with my curling endurance and
also giving me many ideas on how to make curling more pleasant for
the skipper such as having a 400 lbs aussie acting as a chair for
the skip to sit on and perhaps ride around during the 5th end break.
secondly, rt has been chasing a simply enchanting girl who happens
to be twice as old as half her age.
eager to hit the ice and get back into the swing of curling teamtomko
recently covered an entire street in lard and rented some babies
to use as stones and played a skins-style game. having several children
himself, scott was able to control the 'stones' with ease and won
an early advantage, but he couldn't stop tyler from using his superior
strength to hurl some amazing hepta-takeouts and after 9 ends the
score was dead even. the final shot scott had to win was a draw
through a port but as he released, one of the other 'rocks' started
crawling and closed the port! scott was livid... we were guaranteed
no crawlers in out set and scott demanded our toonie back.