Chrismukkwanzaa

I'm sure you can all realize now by the masses at the malls, by the immense advertisements infesting your newspaper, that it's the holiday season. I could honestly care less about this time, but I'm not a scrooge. I have little shits to buy gifts for like my nephews and neices, and I'm not particularly having a good time.

WTF are Bratz?? These little wannabe teenage figurines are all over the toy stores, and I haven't got a clue about what they represent. At least the GIJoe's epitomized the American spirit of a soldier. So, does that mean that the Bratz epitomize babies who come out of the mothers' wombs wearing camisoles and some bling to match their diapers?? And since when was Elmo a dancer for Richard Simmons? The way he moves is straight out of the excerise video. This red freak is now dancing to 70s disco hits. The children who will be consumers are not even from the 70s!! I'm having a hard time with my little family members who only care that their uncle Fatty buys them C-R-A-P. What would you do if you were in my shoes?

How about I buy them a poker set and teach them? I could potentially create legends. It's definitely a thought, cuz I simply can't succomb to this new age shit of babies wearing the "ice" and red furry animals swaying on all fours.

Happy holidays, bitches.

Bitchin' Bloggin'

Why hello there...

I'm known as Fatty to my friends.
I'm knows as Fatass to my family.
I'm known as The Fatman to the poker industry.

This is what I do. I play poker and I eat. This is my life.

I've decided to take my life to a whole new level, so that others can be intrigued. Blogging is the in thing, and I want all of you to have the opportunity to delve into it. Kapisch?

I'll talk poker, food, funny ass shit, whatever I feel like talking about.

So here it is, bitches. Enjoy.