And the winner is . . .

There were a bunch of petty distressing fucking entries for the first Asshole of the Week Award and making the fucking choice was fucking hard (but not as hard as my fucking dick).  I had to read them all a couple of fucking times to make my final fucking decision.

The fucking award this week goes to the fat fucking pig on the train.  Fucking Romi sent me info on the bitchuation so fucking hats off to Romi.  You can read the whole fucking story here on her fucking blog.

I think it was this fucking paragraph that made this the fucking winning entry:

As much as she thought she was a celebrity, she sure didn’t look like one.  In my kindest of descriptions, I can tell you the following: she had greasy/matted dirty-blonde hair, thick-framed eye glasses,  chapped lips, grimy fingernails, and 6 juicy stomach-rolls, cascading down her front like a luxury marble staircase .  Oh, and she was red-faced and sweaty, much like a pig in need of a cooling mud-bath.

Fucking gross.

So Romi, if you know who this fuckwit is and would like me to send her a fucking note of congratulations, just let me know.

Now listen, if you didn’t win this week, don’t be fucking glum.  First, there are a whole shit load of weeks coming up and second, I’ve got some more fucking good news for you.  I decided to intro another new fucking feature – the Hole-a-gram.  If you know someone that needs a little burst of ass flava in their day, let me know and I’ll bust a note on them to let them know N.A. Hole is thinking of them.  Just drop a note to my regular email and I’ll take it from there.