the Blog of Dairy

Today when I went to go and get the mail, I found a big package from Mayor McCheese. So, I take the box inside and open it, hoping to find some delicious homemade cookies, or maybe some hand knit sweaters for us, covered in ugly squares, or little buffaloes or something. But no. It’s filled with five dolls, each made of poop, shaped vaguely like members of the Legion of Dairy, and under all the poo is a note scribbled in crayon on kindergarten paper that says “Get out, or your next. Also, mow your lawn.”

Not a lot of the D this week, but that’s cool… we like to give the other guys a chance to shine. Can’t keep the spotlight on yourself forver, you know. We’re not Triple H. … As much as we’d like to be, Steph is HOT.

Transcript can be found here.

Happy birthday, you old bastard.

Hi all,
The transcript of last night’s Violence has been posted on the Legacy website for you to read over. The link follows: Violence 11.

Seriously, you guys should just watch this stuff when it comes on the TV so you don’t have to exert precious energy reading a transcript of it online. Nerds.

Dear Interweb,

I just wanted to wish everyone out there a very merry (and a little early) Thankswhatever. I know that Dairytown’s all a-twitter getting ready for it. So, just remember, before you unwrap the gifts that have been left to you by Saint Roch, pray for the poor souls who’s fathers and brothers have been trapped in the cave-in on Mars.

Doesn’t Understand Why This Was Written Like a Letter,
cHEESE

Hi all,
The latest Violence has been transcribed for your viewing pleasure. I’d like to say it was one of our better shows, but we were caught a little off guard and really just fell flat on our faces. But, that’s ok, it’s how the business works.

Read the transcript of Violence here.

We’ll get over it, we always do. Gonna go nap now, feel like crap.

The more I look at those buttons on the side of the page, the more I think I’m looking at Skull from PvP. I think I should do something about those.

Eh, probably not. I’ve got better things to do, I’m sure.

Hi all,
I wish I had something cool to say today, but we’re really boring this eve out of the Dairy camp. We’re prepping our brilliant minds for Sunday’s show, so we tend to keep things on the down-low as not to strain our think tanks.

I’ll go ahead and blame this night’s suckness on the fact that cHEESE and I have been totally engrossed in MTV’s latest and greatest dating show NEXT. Honestly, if you’re not watching this show, you’re a tool to the man. Yes, I’ve said it. TOOL.

Did you watch the show tonight? Did you? Did you? No? You suck.

Watch it now. Find a replay on the TV somewhere. Go bug your neighbor who has the TiVo and taste. Seriously, how often are we in the main event? We’re in the freakin’ main event and you didn’t bother to watch it? What kind of fan are you? I should revoke your status and make you fans of Rush. And I’m not even talking about the rock band, either.

Last chance to make right.