Doc honored the Men of Mantown with this exquisite picture of total weirdness and personal expression.
(and a link as well)
The Doc Rocks as far as Mantown is concerned.
Thanks DH!

All of us here @MTown

I was like everyone else I thought that the Snuggie was going to be the greatest fashion statement this decade but I may be wrong because the new thing sweeping the world is the Wearable Towel.
If you’re one of the few people that have not heard about it check it out  here.
I have yet to see anyone wearing them around here but I believe that once I start rocking them around the pool I am going to have dozens of people following my awesome sense of style.

The Wearable Towel is putting up some strong competition for the Snuggie but I am not sure if it can beat the Snuggie’s usefulness because nothing says pub crawl quite like a Snuggie.
The Wearable Towel is not long enough to protect your knees from the hard concrete while crawling to your car.
Plus the fact that there is no back to them makes it perfect for sleazy bathroom sex as easy access is an understatement.

This is the prototype of the ‘Mantown’ grille.
It was sent to us by Cowgal and I’ll be the first to say, I fucking like it alot.
Looks like it would make for an awesome ‘Beer Can Chicken’.
Maybe Evyl will give up his secret recipe . . .

We have real bad news for you.
If you noticed the bow first, you probably shouldn’t be here.
Dude?

Now that that silly commercial holiday we call Valentine ’s Day is over we can begin making preparations for a real holiday, Saint Patrick’s Day. One cannot just go into a Saint Patrick’s Day celebration and began drinking without being passed out before 9:30 in the morning. I am not one to say pace yourself but if you have a low alcohol tolerance you need to begin building up your system before the big day.

So I propose a challenge to the other men of Man Town. Let us see who can come up with the best training schedule gentlemen

Go funk yourself.
This place is too fucking quiet!

We’re all about the giving here at Mantown.
And about the fact that you women need to check your boobies every year!
In the shower, in bed, let the man check them, for God’s sake.
As Nike says, Just do it!
We have many women visitors so listen ladies,
“Early detection helps save lives.”
We want you gals around, okay?
For a long time.
So feel those boobies, please.
We’re open for personal consultations as well.
Seriously, check yourself, okay?

All us guys @Mantown

Just leave your future up to Chopper . . .

Evyl and Smoke are quietly sitting in a boat fishing, chewing ‘baccy, and drinking beer when suddenly Evyl says, “I think I’m gonna divorce my wife – she ain’t spoke to me in over 2 months.”
Smoke spits, sips his beer, and says,
“Better think it over, bud . . . women like that are hard to find.”
Truth caught on a dangling hook . . .  maybe

Jose Cuervo Christmas Cookies
1 cup of water
1 tsp baking soda
1 cup of sugar
1 tsp salt
1 cup of brown sugar
4 large eggs
1 cup nuts
2 cups of dried fruit
1 bottle Jose Cuervo Tequila
(Sample the Cuervo to check quality.)
(Check the Cuervo again, to be sure it is of the highest quality,
pour one level cup and drink.)

*Turn on the electric mixer.
Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl.

*Add one peastoon of sugar. Beat again.

*At this point it’s best to make sure the Cuervo is still ok, try another
cup just in case.

*Turn off the mixerer thingy.

*Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup
of dried fruit.

*Pick the frigging fruit off the floor.

*Mix on the turner.

*If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaters just pry
it loose with a drewscriver.

*Sample the Cuervo to check for tonsisticity.

*Next, sift two cups of salt, or something.

Who geeves a sheet.
Check the Jose Cuervo again.

*Now shift the lemon juice and strain your nuts.

*Add one table.

*Add a spoon of sugar, or somefink.

*Greash the oven.

*Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over.

*Don’t forget to beat off the turner.

*Finally, throw the bowl through the window, finish the
Cose Juervo and make sure to put the stove in the wishdasher.

Cherry Mistmas !

Ole!