|You Big Dummy Nominee|
Heads up, Dumbasses! I have just completed the most difficult task I have faced as Head Dumbass of this here blog. It was a challenge so taxing, so overwhelming, so stoopid that it took me almost ten minutes to accomplish! What was this most back breaking of assignments? I spent nearly ten full minutes of hell just to come up with the nominees for the Dumbass of the Year Award! You read that right, you dumbass, you! Here come the Dummies!
The 2nd Annual Fred G. Sanford “You Big Dummy!”Awards will take place on Saturday, December 31, 2011! I can almost smell
the scent of cow manure the aroma of boredom anticipation in the air as the magic day approaches! The Dummies, as they affectionately called, are awarded to the Dumbasses in several categories of Dumbassery as shown throughout the year on these vary pages. And let me tell you, with over 300 dumbasses to choose from, this is a bunch of bullshit monumental undertaking. I vow to you fellow Dumbasses, not matter how daunting, no mater how treacherous, no matter how many quarters I have to flip to determine a winner, I shall tackle this challenge no matter the obstacles! Our first nominee for the coveted You Big Dummy Dumbass of the year award is….
The First Nominee
Our first potential recipient of this coveted award is Courtney Love. The former Mrs. Kurt Cobain. Coincidentally, the stoopid Hole (<—–bwahahahahaha, some of you will get the pun there), is till living off a dead guy’s name and his money, which is a perfect gig for Courtney because she is a no talent, drug abusin’, skinny ass bimbo whose home address is listed as “Rehab”. Hell, the bitch is nominated for the Big Dummy Award! How much lower can she fall? Baby, let me tell you, when you get nominated for Dummy by this blog, you have not only hit rock bottom, you have dug yourself a Hole (<—another funny, hahahaha) close enough to Hell to cook popcorn.
The Story that Got Courtney Love Here
This tale of romance knows no bounds, as told in this touching post.
Now that you read that and puked up your breakfast, you have an idea of what to expect during the Dummy nominating process. It ain’t purty, folks. It ain’t purty.