Tampa, FL by way of St. Louis, MO

Nathan DeGraaf graduated fucking years ago with a BA in Creative Writing from the University of South Florida, which he still lives near because college chicks are the best. On weekday evenings, Nate can typically be found at any one of a number of North Tampa bars. On weekends, he typically cannot be found. When not drinking, fishing, watching sports, or having sex, Nathan likes to read, play the harmonica, and show up for work. Throughout the course of his life, he has been arrested six times because, as his father has often said, "the kid is fucking stupid."

Comedy Writing

Today in the News

Today here in Tampa, many people are mourning the death of four cute white kids who died in a car accident while racing.  When asked for a comment, someone close to the children said, "I hear McCarthy won't let Favre play.  What an outrage." <p>On the national scene, presidential candidate Barack Obama was recently accused of changing his stance on oil drilling in America and offshore.

The Most Depraved Thing I Ever Read

"There's no method to his madness," Bud said, spitting tobacco onto the dusty ground.  "He's just crazy.  Dumb and crazy." <p>I remember at the time thinking that Bud was the crazy one.  He lived in a chicken-shed sized house in a neighborhood that amounted to rows and rows of chicken-shed sized houses, most of which held chickens and their eggs.  And their shit.</p>

Wireless

I have a wireless keyboard.  Sometimes I pretend it's a guitar and jam on it.  The resulting text looks like <p>232elw[p1q;\[ew]]<br />\3e[‘j1e4nw5o."!<br />\3e[‘j1e4nw5o."!</p><p>Which has to be the literary equivalent of rock n roll.  Or at least punk.</p><p>Come on.  You have to give me punk.  </p>

If I Had a Kid, I Would Raise a Judgmental Snob

Friends of mine, including PIC's own David Nelson and Court Sullivan, have pointed out that they are surprised how many scumbags I hang out with considering my erudite nature.  After looking up the word erudite, misusing it by implying that one can have an erudite nature and snacking on a few Runts (Wonka added mango and pineapple), I got to thinking about my past, present and future and I realiz

You Say Tomato

When I was a kid growing up, I rarely ever got a nickname that stuck. My father used to call me Mouth, but that was hardly endearing and certainly not popular outside of my childhood household. In high school, this kid named Tim, who flunked out of college and ended up bald and working for public works in St.

Drinking and Saying Hello

  <p>How many times a month do you wake up with a recently arrested friend on your couch?  </p><p>I'll bet less than I do.</p><p>How's a man supposed to grow?  </p>

I am One American

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