Here's a new poem that was recently featured in Ryan Fan Club Newzinetter #2. I hope you all enjoy it as much as you enjoy cold pizza on a Sunday morning.
Skin
written by ryan of the ryan fan club
It's only skin
It comes and it goes
Peels at my fingers
And falls off my toes
It keeps me warm
And protects my heart
Not a canvas
To display my art
My skin is dying
From the moment of birth
It's probably for sale
But what is it worth
It's coarse like my soul
Having once been in vain
It may give you pleasure
But it's given me pain
And when it all fades
On my final terms
My skin will be buried
And eaten by worms
If you haven't already had a chance to check out the new RFC Newzinetter, you can do so at http://www.ryanfanclub.com.... you should really do it before you're an old geezer and regret it forever. Or just click on the picture below. Same difference.
Saturday, February 21, 2015
Friday, February 20, 2015
The Punchbuggy Bible
(Revised Edition)
A few years back I compiled an official rulebook for the The Punchbuggy game. Over time, like all sports, the rule book needs to be revised. Certain events happen that make you question a rule, or require an alteration to a rule. I recently took another look at the Guide To Punchbuggies and made some tweaks to help you with physically abusing your friends and family in the proper manner.
Enjoy.
Section 1 - The Outburst
1-1 -In the event of seeing a punchbuggy, the infiltrator (the person who instigates the punch) shall call out the buggy in a manner that which describes it. Example: Red Punchbuggy, No Punch Backs!
1-2 - Punchbuggies can also be called by other features that describe them as being special. Example: Mug Root Beer Punchbuggy, No Punch Backs!
1-3 - Failure to call the "No Punch Backs" leaves you completely open for a punch that can be as hard as your opponent(s) desires.
1-4 - Punchbuggies in a Volkswagen dealership lot are considered "Held in Captivity", and are unavailable for use in the Punchbuggy game. Using one of these buggies is a violation of the rules and must result in the same revenge as rule #4-3.
1-5 - Punchbuggies on television or in photographs, no matter how cool they may be, are not allowed to be used for scoring. Example: You cannot hit someone for the Herbie car while watching "Herbie Fully Loaded", but you can hit someone for seeing a REAL Punchbuggy that looks like Herbie.
Section 2 - Tally That Score
2-1 -New Punchbuggies are valued at One (1) Point each. Slugging someone and calling it correctly will give you one point to add on your daily scoreboard.
2-2 - Fancy-Schmancy Buggies (convertible, decorated with ads, multi-colored, missile launcher added) are worth Two (2) Points each.
2-3 - Classic Buggies (a.k.a. "Old-Skool") are valued at Five (5) Points each.
2-4 - By chance if you come across two buggies together, perhaps side by side in a parking lot or back to back on the street, you can effectively call "Double Buggie" after you exclaim, "No Punch Backs." A double buggie is exactly that - you double the points of the buggies you have hit your opponent for. This then applies to "Triple Buggie", in which you can triple the points for three punchbuggies in a row, and so on and so on.
2-5 - Scoring continues until the end of the day, in which the score is reset to zero (0) for each person. This is where your own judgement comes in. The game could not possibly have scores reset at midnight, for example, because one could be winning with a score of 4-3 only to have those points reset before your day has come to and end. Typically, the score is reset to zero when you have fallen asleep for the night.
Section 3 - Tie Braking
3-1 -In the event of two players punching each other and calling at the same time, the victory must be decided via Rock, Paper, Scissors (No dynamite, and no two-out-of-three).
3-2 - If you or your opponent have no hands, then a simple foot race around the block will suffice for the tie break.
Section 4 - Revenge, Sweet Revenge
4-1 -If someone punches you after you have claimed "No Punch Backs" you are legally and morally allowed to punch them again. Repeat as many times as it takes until they stop punching you back when you have clearly called "No Punch Backs".
4-2 - If someone punches you for a car that is in fact not a Punchbuggy you are entitled by all that is good and Holy to punch them back 10 times.
4-3 - At no time will you punch someone for a buggy that has already been called during that day. Doing so gives your opponent the God Given Right to hit you really, really hard. Suck it up, and wait until the next day to use that Buggy again.
Section 5 - Color Disputes
5-1 -There are some Punchbuggies that are odd in color. There's this one that is clearly yellow to me but my lovely wife says it's green. But fuck, it's definitely yellow. However, I enjoy sleeping in my bed and not on the couch so I let her have her green victory every now and again. Gentlemen, keep your women happy. But not too happy, we don't want them to think they can start voting or anything.
5-2 - Sometimes a dark blue can look like black. And vice versa. Use your own judgement when someone makes a mistake. You can choose to just let them have their point because of how close the color was, or you can return the punch with full force and correct their blurry eyes once and for all.
Remember, like all games, The Punchbuggy game is meant to have fun and hurt your friends. If you truly like your friends, you'll hit them with all you've got.
- ryan of the ryan fan club
A few years back I compiled an official rulebook for the The Punchbuggy game. Over time, like all sports, the rule book needs to be revised. Certain events happen that make you question a rule, or require an alteration to a rule. I recently took another look at the Guide To Punchbuggies and made some tweaks to help you with physically abusing your friends and family in the proper manner.
Enjoy.
Section 1 - The Outburst
1-1 -In the event of seeing a punchbuggy, the infiltrator (the person who instigates the punch) shall call out the buggy in a manner that which describes it. Example: Red Punchbuggy, No Punch Backs!
1-2 - Punchbuggies can also be called by other features that describe them as being special. Example: Mug Root Beer Punchbuggy, No Punch Backs!
1-3 - Failure to call the "No Punch Backs" leaves you completely open for a punch that can be as hard as your opponent(s) desires.
1-4 - Punchbuggies in a Volkswagen dealership lot are considered "Held in Captivity", and are unavailable for use in the Punchbuggy game. Using one of these buggies is a violation of the rules and must result in the same revenge as rule #4-3.
1-5 - Punchbuggies on television or in photographs, no matter how cool they may be, are not allowed to be used for scoring. Example: You cannot hit someone for the Herbie car while watching "Herbie Fully Loaded", but you can hit someone for seeing a REAL Punchbuggy that looks like Herbie.
There's a masturbation joke somewhere here, I just can't seem to find it. |
Section 2 - Tally That Score
2-1 -New Punchbuggies are valued at One (1) Point each. Slugging someone and calling it correctly will give you one point to add on your daily scoreboard.
2-2 - Fancy-Schmancy Buggies (convertible, decorated with ads, multi-colored, missile launcher added) are worth Two (2) Points each.
2-3 - Classic Buggies (a.k.a. "Old-Skool") are valued at Five (5) Points each.
2-4 - By chance if you come across two buggies together, perhaps side by side in a parking lot or back to back on the street, you can effectively call "Double Buggie" after you exclaim, "No Punch Backs." A double buggie is exactly that - you double the points of the buggies you have hit your opponent for. This then applies to "Triple Buggie", in which you can triple the points for three punchbuggies in a row, and so on and so on.
2-5 - Scoring continues until the end of the day, in which the score is reset to zero (0) for each person. This is where your own judgement comes in. The game could not possibly have scores reset at midnight, for example, because one could be winning with a score of 4-3 only to have those points reset before your day has come to and end. Typically, the score is reset to zero when you have fallen asleep for the night.
Section 3 - Tie Braking
3-1 -In the event of two players punching each other and calling at the same time, the victory must be decided via Rock, Paper, Scissors (No dynamite, and no two-out-of-three).
3-2 - If you or your opponent have no hands, then a simple foot race around the block will suffice for the tie break.
Section 4 - Revenge, Sweet Revenge
4-1 -If someone punches you after you have claimed "No Punch Backs" you are legally and morally allowed to punch them again. Repeat as many times as it takes until they stop punching you back when you have clearly called "No Punch Backs".
4-2 - If someone punches you for a car that is in fact not a Punchbuggy you are entitled by all that is good and Holy to punch them back 10 times.
4-3 - At no time will you punch someone for a buggy that has already been called during that day. Doing so gives your opponent the God Given Right to hit you really, really hard. Suck it up, and wait until the next day to use that Buggy again.
Section 5 - Color Disputes
5-1 -There are some Punchbuggies that are odd in color. There's this one that is clearly yellow to me but my lovely wife says it's green. But fuck, it's definitely yellow. However, I enjoy sleeping in my bed and not on the couch so I let her have her green victory every now and again. Gentlemen, keep your women happy. But not too happy, we don't want them to think they can start voting or anything.
5-2 - Sometimes a dark blue can look like black. And vice versa. Use your own judgement when someone makes a mistake. You can choose to just let them have their point because of how close the color was, or you can return the punch with full force and correct their blurry eyes once and for all.
Remember, like all games, The Punchbuggy game is meant to have fun and hurt your friends. If you truly like your friends, you'll hit them with all you've got.
- ryan of the ryan fan club
Friday, February 13, 2015
What It's Like To Fall In Love
With Valentine's Day almost here, I find myself reflecting on the one hundred years or so that my lovely wife and I have now been together. Did I say one hundred years? Maybe it's only ninety-nine. Time sure does fly.
I met my lovely wife in the summer of 2002. We were high school sweethearts. And by that I mean she was still in high school and I was not anymore. I'm nearly five years older than her. At the time I took a lot of flack for it, but hey, I ended up marrying that girl so I guess the moral is... well.... I don't know.
The first time I met my lovely wife, she was working at a convenience store. I bought a drink and a pack of gum. This is an important detail to the story, so pay attention. Future Lovely Wife was so enamored by my hotness and raw sexual aura that she fumbled around and only charged me nine cents for the pack of gum.
Score!
Hey, even if this relationship never went anywhere I could at least say I got a really good deal on a pack of gum.
Believe it or not, I never asked her out. We got to talking on the phone a lot, and on ICQ (uh-oh!) and it turned out that while she'd had boyfriends before she'd never actually been out on a real date. Future Lovely Wife had a great rack and gave off all the right signals, so I told her I was going to take her to dinner and a movie.
And I did just that. But first, a stop in the park - because, really, what's more romantic than taking a seventeen year old girl to a boring park when you promised her dinner and a movie? You got it - convincing her to give you a sweet back massage in the park! And gosh darn that was a good back rub. This was where we shared our first passionate kiss.
(On a side note, when I finally proposed to her years later so she could become Lovely Fiance I did so in the same park. I'm a sucker for nostalgia and tradition)
So I took her to dinner at Frankie Pesto's. It's always been a great date spot. Vines on the wall. Sinatra playing while you eat. And, since I don't drive, there's a very convenient bus stop only a few feet away from the restaurant.
The movie of choice was The Master of Disguise, starring Dana Carvey. You may have noticed it showed up on my Top 11 Romantic Movies list, only because it was from our first date. That movie is otherwise complete and total shit. But, if you think about it, that movie needed to be total shit in order for us to not want to watch it. I mean, seriously, can you imagine if your first date movie was something like Star Wars? You don't want to actually watch the movie during a first date, but at the same time it's fucking Star Wars. That bloody classic deserves your attention. Unless, of course, it's The Phantom Menace, then by all means start making out.
And that's what we did, because The Master of Disguise is a waste of film, and there were only five or six other people in the same theater as us. We sucked face in the theater during a shitty movie where Dana Carvey repeats the line, "turtle turtle turtle." Boy, do I know how to show a girl a good time.
Our hot make-out session was only interrupted for a moment by two little girls. They were at the movie with their parents a couple rows ahead of us and took the time to inform said parents that we were, indeed, "ewwww kissing!" And those two little girls grew up to be Taylor Swift and Miley Cyrus. Okay, that last part is a total lie, but I'm sure they remember more about The Master of Disguise than I do.
(Side note number two... I bought The Master of Disguise on DVD for Lovely Wife one year for our anniversary. We've still never sat through the entire thing)
There was an awkward moment during the movie though. Future Lovely Wife was concerned that I wasn't having a good time because I kept getting up, leaving, and then coming back. She thought maybe I didn't really like her... even though I had already stuck my tongue in her mouth by this point. Silly. In all actuality, I was starting to get the flu and I kept running to the washroom to blow my nose. I didn't want her to see me blow my nose. Thought it would ruin my chances of getting in her pants later. Am I right, ladies? Exactly.
After the movie I took her back to my place. Okay, I took her back to my PARENTS place because I had moved back home for a little while. This was an opportunity for Future Lovely Wife to meet my mom and dad, even though it was now close to midnight. Mom was asleep. Dad was awake when we came through the front door, and he was in his tighty-whities, peeing with the door open. For the whole world to see.
This is where I'd like to end the story of my first date with Lovely Wife, and I'd love to be able to do so in some classic Disney-ish fashion, where we share another passionate kiss and promise ourselves to each other forever and ever. Instead, I tried to get in her pants. But that's tough to do when you live with your parents. Some things take a little more time.
And hey, would'ja look at that - I ended up marrying her. Now that's a love story.
- ryan of the ryan fan club
2002. |
The first time I met my lovely wife, she was working at a convenience store. I bought a drink and a pack of gum. This is an important detail to the story, so pay attention. Future Lovely Wife was so enamored by my hotness and raw sexual aura that she fumbled around and only charged me nine cents for the pack of gum.
Score!
Hey, even if this relationship never went anywhere I could at least say I got a really good deal on a pack of gum.
Believe it or not, I never asked her out. We got to talking on the phone a lot, and on ICQ (uh-oh!) and it turned out that while she'd had boyfriends before she'd never actually been out on a real date. Future Lovely Wife had a great rack and gave off all the right signals, so I told her I was going to take her to dinner and a movie.
And I did just that. But first, a stop in the park - because, really, what's more romantic than taking a seventeen year old girl to a boring park when you promised her dinner and a movie? You got it - convincing her to give you a sweet back massage in the park! And gosh darn that was a good back rub. This was where we shared our first passionate kiss.
(On a side note, when I finally proposed to her years later so she could become Lovely Fiance I did so in the same park. I'm a sucker for nostalgia and tradition)
So I took her to dinner at Frankie Pesto's. It's always been a great date spot. Vines on the wall. Sinatra playing while you eat. And, since I don't drive, there's a very convenient bus stop only a few feet away from the restaurant.
The movie of choice was The Master of Disguise, starring Dana Carvey. You may have noticed it showed up on my Top 11 Romantic Movies list, only because it was from our first date. That movie is otherwise complete and total shit. But, if you think about it, that movie needed to be total shit in order for us to not want to watch it. I mean, seriously, can you imagine if your first date movie was something like Star Wars? You don't want to actually watch the movie during a first date, but at the same time it's fucking Star Wars. That bloody classic deserves your attention. Unless, of course, it's The Phantom Menace, then by all means start making out.
And that's what we did, because The Master of Disguise is a waste of film, and there were only five or six other people in the same theater as us. We sucked face in the theater during a shitty movie where Dana Carvey repeats the line, "turtle turtle turtle." Boy, do I know how to show a girl a good time.
Our hot make-out session was only interrupted for a moment by two little girls. They were at the movie with their parents a couple rows ahead of us and took the time to inform said parents that we were, indeed, "ewwww kissing!" And those two little girls grew up to be Taylor Swift and Miley Cyrus. Okay, that last part is a total lie, but I'm sure they remember more about The Master of Disguise than I do.
(Side note number two... I bought The Master of Disguise on DVD for Lovely Wife one year for our anniversary. We've still never sat through the entire thing)
There was an awkward moment during the movie though. Future Lovely Wife was concerned that I wasn't having a good time because I kept getting up, leaving, and then coming back. She thought maybe I didn't really like her... even though I had already stuck my tongue in her mouth by this point. Silly. In all actuality, I was starting to get the flu and I kept running to the washroom to blow my nose. I didn't want her to see me blow my nose. Thought it would ruin my chances of getting in her pants later. Am I right, ladies? Exactly.
After the movie I took her back to my place. Okay, I took her back to my PARENTS place because I had moved back home for a little while. This was an opportunity for Future Lovely Wife to meet my mom and dad, even though it was now close to midnight. Mom was asleep. Dad was awake when we came through the front door, and he was in his tighty-whities, peeing with the door open. For the whole world to see.
This is where I'd like to end the story of my first date with Lovely Wife, and I'd love to be able to do so in some classic Disney-ish fashion, where we share another passionate kiss and promise ourselves to each other forever and ever. Instead, I tried to get in her pants. But that's tough to do when you live with your parents. Some things take a little more time.
And hey, would'ja look at that - I ended up marrying her. Now that's a love story.
- ryan of the ryan fan club
For Hallowe'en she was Supergirl and I was Johnny Depp. |
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Thursday, February 12, 2015
Top 11 Romantic Movies
Yes, Valentine's Day is almost here. It's a day in which many of us take those we love out to dinner and a movie. The big talk is all about Fifty Shades of Grey being this V-Day's must-see controversial movie. I dunno, I'd probably watch it on blu-ray when it comes out. Besides, my lovely wife is going with one of her girlfriends to see it on Friday night. Any way, if you don't have tickets for it or you don't want to watch it, here are 11 other VERY romantic movies for a nice, "stay in and order pizza and a movie" kind of Valentine's Day. There's something on this list for everyone.
11. Edward Scissorhands
10. Grumpier Old Men
9. Chasing Amy
8. The Master of Disguise
7. Saved By The Bell: Wedding In Las Vegas
6. Don't Tell My Wife I Assfucked The Babysitter Vol. 15
5. Cocktail
4. How To Lose A Guy In Ten Days
3. The Wedding Singer
2. Somewhere In Time
1. Rocky
11. Edward Scissorhands
10. Grumpier Old Men
9. Chasing Amy
8. The Master of Disguise
7. Saved By The Bell: Wedding In Las Vegas
6. Don't Tell My Wife I Assfucked The Babysitter Vol. 15
5. Cocktail
4. How To Lose A Guy In Ten Days
3. The Wedding Singer
2. Somewhere In Time
1. Rocky
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Sunday, February 8, 2015
Love Songs - My Five Faves
As we get closer and closer to Valentine's Day, it's time to take a look at some great love songs.
#5 - Andrew W.K. - "I Love NYC"
#4 - Oscar The Grouch - "I Love Trash"
#3 - Huey Lewis & The News - "The Power of Love"
#2 - Bruce McCulloch - "I Love My Answering Machine"
#1 - Aerosmith - "Falling In Love (Is Hard On The Knees)"
Bonus: Ryan Fan Club's "I Love Boobies (And You Should Too)"
#5 - Andrew W.K. - "I Love NYC"
- ryan of the ryan fan club
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Sunday, February 1, 2015
Let's Just F.
Here's something new, in honor of February being the month of good lovin' and Valentine's Day. The first little bit of this poem popped up recently in the new Ryan Fan Club Newzinetter #1.
Let's Just F.
Written by ryan of the ryan fan club
You're so beautiful in that dim moonlight
My tired, sore eyes now have a sight
How'd a guy like me get a woman so right
And then you sip on that glass of wine
Just slow enough to tease what's about to come
A quick glance for me, then glance away
Oh I'm so wrapped around your thumb
Another sip of sparkling wine
I'd love to be that glass on your lips
Still get a little nervous, it's true
When you surround me with your hips
Gotta keep it together
Gotta catch my breath
And then I catch your breath
As your soft kiss touches my neck
I'm in the mood for sweet love
And you know it's just my luck
Then you look me in the eyes and whisper
Let's just fuck...
Now the candles aren't the only things giving off heat
And your ten painted toes are all curled
Your dress slowly crashes to the floor and it's clear
We're the only two people in the world
Then together we become one in the shadows
Our fingers intermingled with desire
You're making those sounds I so long to hear
This foreplay has set us on fire
And on top you've positioned yourself
I lean back to gaze upon your beauty, and I'm awestuck
Then I softly begin to profess my love
Your finger presses on my lip as you say, let's just fuck...
...now wasn't that romantic?
Then together we become one in the shadows
Our fingers intermingled with desire
You're making those sounds I so long to hear
This foreplay has set us on fire
And on top you've positioned yourself
I lean back to gaze upon your beauty, and I'm awestuck
Then I softly begin to profess my love
Your finger presses on my lip as you say, let's just fuck...
...now wasn't that romantic?
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