Friday, November 23, 2007

No Excuse

If you are shopping with grandma this fine Black Friday morning, your chances to victory are slim to none. Without a doubt, the Friday after Thanksgiving is the consequential time to stuff your fucking face multiple times throughout the day. A plethora of Turkey sandwiches and college football, naturally. The fixins'? White bread, spread with mayo, dark meat, and pickles will consume this day. However, not you. You understand that the Thanksgiving holiday is one day, not two. It is essential that you maintain discipline.

In your team's best interest, you must work out tougher than a steel town girl on a Saturday night.



UPDATE I:

Anonymous: what did you have for dinner?
Lloyd: a little here and there.
Anonymous: what does that mean?
Lloyd: just that, and I had no dessert.
Anonymous: oh.

UPDATE II:

Anonymous: what did you have for dinner?
Mike D: I fucked up.
Anonymous: what does that mean?
Mike D: I ate a ton.
Anonymous: oh.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Day of Reckoning

Thanksgiving Day will exhaust the weak at heart. The urge to drink yourself into a stupor with some Chivas, watch football, and stuff your fucking face with a greasy turkey leg is potent. You will be enticed to devour Butter Ball turkeys smothered in gravy, stuffing, and a side of sweet potatoes with Land O' Lakes butter on top. Furthermore, how could you forget some good ol' pumpkin pie?

The courage it takes to maintain the regiment of Team Mike D and Team Gasdia's diet on a day like today is immeasurable.

Without further ado, we give you inspiration for today.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Tumultuous Times

From what I have heard, these two numbnuts are still on speaking terms, for now. In the coming future, the turn of the tides... as some would say, will ensue.

No more acquaintanceship, no more slaps on the back. Not even a "hey bud." Most likely communications will be very limited to fuck you's, quit texting me's, and long, drawn out fucktarded voicemails. The rumors are flying and the shit is hitting the fan. Contestants are already starting to embark on huge sacrifices. Not since the history of man has Team Mike D turned down free beer, until last night. Impressive.

The main reason Mike D is in this retarded competition is due to his love of beer. Kegs, cans, bottles, bring it. He loves it. It drives him, it motivates him, it makes him fat. However, without it, the monster transpires.



If Team Mike D's trend continues, it is imperative that Team Gasdia take this into consideration. Steamed crabs and hiking with the family just wont fucking cut it.

Monday, November 19, 2007

Upcoming Challenges

What we have here ladies and gentlemen is a rough and trying week for the contenders. This is one of the worst, if not the most strenuous times of the year, the holidays. With Thanksgiving right around the corner, and 41 days left, allow no room for error.

It has been a rough start for Team Mike D. One of his main sponsors and benfactors, Mike Jackson cannot be found. Not even reachable by cell phone, unacceptable. This is alarming, Mike D may have no guidance. Having already desperately tried to set up a dinner last night with his opponent Mr. Gasdia, it looks grim. However, to Mike D's surprise, the dinner was put on the backburner while Lloyd is off to visit family in the North East. Family? Doubt it. If weather cooperates, sounds to me like Lloyd's taking a little time off for some cold weather training.

If Team Mike D has the strength to endure this upcoming week, keeping pace with Team Gasdia, he may have a fearsome upper-hand in the following weeks. As Lloyd gets back from the Boston area, he will begin to have Tex-Mex withdrawls. It is inevitable. They just don't make that shit up North like they do down here in Texas. You are fucked Lloyd, watch yourself.

Cold weather training, the crusade to victory has begun.



UPDATE: It has been brought to my attention that Mr. Dumoit has been having a slight case of insomnia due to migrating motor complex (or migrating myoelectric complex), either way it sounds excruciating.

UPDATE II: There have been recent talks of sabotage, this malicious behavior must continue.

UPDATE III: Seems that Team Gasdia may have something up their sleeve in the introduction of a new, and very important sponsor. Developing...

UPDATE IV: In a surprise move, Team Mike D's leader and principal, Mr. Jackson has made a stunning change of events, leaving "The Island" which was abundant with Pintail, Redheads, Buffleheads, and Gadwall. He has made the decision to head back to Houston to support his team through the holidays, increasing the pressure on Team Gasdia. A true dignitary indeed. Most should be aware of his nimbleness, and maybe even be alarmed. Take notice.

Welcome Teams

It makes sense to establish a place in which team members of both sides can do a little mudslinging. This allows teams to get as much information as possible on the progress of the two fucktards, Mike D and Lloyd G. I will do my best posting on this site without divulging significant information of the team I am affiliated with, Team Gasdia. Doesn't that sound a little one-sided? Maybe, nevermind that and go eat a sandwich.

While striving to reach their goal, this will be a place for betting, character assassinations, smear campaigns, backstabbing, and all out war on each team. There will be up-to-date news, pictures, dirt, and most importantly; motivational videos to push the two for the next six weeks. Feel free to email me any important pictures and information and I will get them posted. If you are new, and have not chosen a team to sponsor please post a comment below and disclose your allegiance. Enjoy.

Once again, welcome Team Gasdia, weighing in at 240.1 lbs.








...and Team Mike D, weighing in at 195.0 lbs.








The goal, to shed the most pounds by January 1st, 2008 12:00am. However, Team Gasdia has agreed to lose two pounds for each one of Team Mike D's. Good fucking luck, and Godspeed.

"There is one thing we want you guys to do for us... win, WIN!!!" This is truly inspirational.



UPDATE: It seems there is already a discrepancy in Lloyd's starting weight, unacceptable.

UPDATE II: The man, the myth, the ledgend himself, Lloyd Gasdia has confirmed a final weigh-in of 240.1 lbs. crediting Michael Brazan for using the age old trick of upping the scales right before weigh-in. It seems to have been a clever little trick unknown, and not adopted by Team Mike D.