I just got one of the coolest guests ever booked for The Mystery Hour. It is for the next show, Friday, September 4th. He is the winningest freestyle motorcrosser in history. His name is Cowboy Kenny Bertram. Look at all the stuff he’s done! He’s been on the Tonight Show, all over CMT, in the movie the Fantastic Four, he’s a 10 time medalist in the X Games and the Gravity Games. I don’t think people told him what a crappy show we have, but so be it, he’s coming!
Here’s a video:
Yeah, it’s this guy that’s coming:
I don’t have too much time today to post much. I’ll get to the suggestions from the last post on Monday. One of my favorite things to do is to see what people searched for to find this website. I’ve posted about this once before and I find it very exciting to see what brought people here and just how disappointed they are when they get here.
“huge amanda dominate a skinny dude”
-This appeared the last time and appeared once again. Apparently, somebody just can’t get enough of Huge Amanda. You got to feel bad for the skinny dude at this point. Since I included it last time I posted about searches, the guy must have found this website again. Disappointment level: Throw the mouse in anger, with permission.
“they couldn’t move their feet”
-I’m guessing this search was done to find out about quicksand, or a small avalanche, or foot asleepedness. It is also a very particular search. Disappointment level: Teeth snarl.
-I don’t know if this exists, but it sure doesn’t exist here. Is this beer stored in a melon? Or is it beer made from canteloupe juices? It sounds like it should be at an AA potluck next to the potato salad. Disappointment level: Sobering thoughts.
“le mutt stuffed animal”
-Aaaah, the French. What are you going to do? Disappointment level: Zut alors!
-Strangely, somebody was searching for the same disease that I am nearly guaranteed to get at some point. Or, maybe it was melanoma searching for me. Disappointment level: SPF 50.
“don’t like canteloupe”
-Here, here! Disapointment level: The same as when you bite into a canteloupe.