tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358166312024-02-08T02:54:05.651-08:00The Rogue Pirate NinjaHoly Shit! This page doesn't suck!xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.comBlogger161125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-56823033651265579772009-09-26T14:46:00.000-07:002009-09-26T14:47:50.884-07:00everyone check out KILLINGNATSIES<a href="http://killingnatsies.oldnumber7.com/">KILLINGNATSIES</a><br /><br />I wont be writing for shoutwire anymore and rarely come here. Everyone pls visit that site.xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com282tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-16597363712909060522009-07-30T15:58:00.000-07:002009-07-30T16:23:51.318-07:00I'm Sick Of Your Stupid BlogsI know where the irony is in the title... seeing as how you are reading this on a blog and I'm railing against blogs... but this is different. What I do here is write. Original pieces. Sometimes they suck, sometimes they don't, but they are never just one or two lines about some crap I read somewhere else. Reading something here you know you will at least be seeing work I spent more than five minutes and one cigarette fucking with.<br /><br />People like this Perez Hilton guy make me want to puke and eat it. This fag, combined with the abomination that is the Twitter website, are ruining internet journalism. If you can't take the time out of your day to spend an hour trying to make something worthy of being read, then you don't belong posting anywhere. If you only have a quick blurb, save that shit for a comment section somewhere. When people click on an article they want to fucking read something.<br /><br />Die in a chemical fire, you assholes. You are ruining what we took years to build.<br /><br />The same thing goes for the assholes who copy and paste something funny they read on another blog. This has been going on for years. I would like to travel back in time to the moment the first fucktard who did it decided it was ok to STEAL someone elses work and use it to run ads and get a few extra hits and kick his ass. Fuck you bastards. If you didn't write it yourself, what makes you think the original author would give you permission to post it to your crappy site and act like you did? Copypasta is only funny on 4chan... everywhere else it is annoying crap.<br /><br />Speaking on behalf of others who actually write and don't just Twitter, we have worked hard to shut down print newspapers all over the country. Now we are being screwed by lame dick faggots whose creativity spans all of two sentences before they call it a day. What they do is NOT news. It is NOT journalism. For fucks sake, it is not even worthy of a good comment most of the time. <br /><br />It is not even blogging. Blogging at least has some merits. <br /><br />Starting with Myspace, and ending with Twitter, creating a big Facebook sandwhich, is the evil that has destroyed our credibility forever. Social news should have called it a day with sites like Fark, Shoutwire, Digg and Reddit. It all went downhill when certain assholes began to think just having their name on something was enough to get people involved. I don't give a fuck who you are. Write something good or go back to your Facebook sammich, bitches.<br /><br />Sure, I write crap every now and then. We all do. But at least I try to give you more than two paragraphs. That is the difference between a simple comment and something that should be shared. That is the mindset we need to get back to these days. Also, if you are trying to sell something, do it the old fashioned way by going door to door so we can sick our dogs on you. No one buys a wedding dress on the internet, and if that's what your website is selling, eat shit and die.<br /><br />Thus ends six paragraphs of a good, old school rant. Six plus two sentences and this closing. See how I did that? Now take the cock out of your mouth, you Twitter faggots, and suck this instead. This is what the internet was supposed to be, not you.xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-36768935240714340112009-06-17T07:48:00.001-07:002009-06-17T10:18:08.254-07:00Iran Doesn't Deserve Our HelpNo doubt you have heard, in the past few days, of the struggle of the people of Iran in the name of freedom. You have probably heard how brave they are for protesting against a stacked election. You have probably heard of how much more awesome they are than Americans, who let Bush steal 2 elections without so much as a rock being thrown.<div><br /></div><div>Let's take an objective look at Iran. </div><div><br /></div><div>Iran does NOT have free elections. In order for one to be considered, he must be from a high class of Muslims. This is due to article 115 of their constitution. You can't be a woman, or a poor person, or a guy who believes in evolution. In other words, voters get to choose between one guy who believes one thing and another guy who believes exactly the same thing. </div><div><br /></div><div>Iran has a supreme leader.</div><div><br /></div><div>It doesn't matter who is president, because Ali Khamenei will always have supreme power over everything. He is the supreme leader of Iran for the rest of his life. He would have to approve of any changes proposed to take place. God luck on that...</div><div><br /></div><div>Article 209 of the Iranian Constitution.</div><div><br /></div><div>A woman's life is only worth half as much as a mans. If your daughter was killed, before any consequences can be suffered by the murderer, you would have to pay his family a certain amount of money to make up for the difference in your daughter's life and the man they lost. Yes, the victims family has to pay the murderer's family. </div><div><br /></div><div>A woman can't leave the house without permission of the man.</div><div><br /></div><div>The picture of the Iranian woman going around the internet touting her as a 'true feminist'? Yeah, she had to get permission before she left the house that day. </div><div><br /></div><div>People still get stoned to death.</div><div><br /></div><div>For adultery. Mostly women. Guys in Iran don't really get charged with adultery. Even when they do, as crazy as it sounds, the stoning they get is less harsh than the women. A man only gets buried up to his waist. A woman gets buried up to her neck. Even if they are pregnant.</div><div><br /></div><div>Pedo?</div><div><br /></div><div>It is not unheard of in Iran for a 12 year old to get married... and have a child by the age of 13. </div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"I was married at the age of 12, and I had my first child when I was 13. My husband was unemployed and we fought all the time. We never applied for a divorce because I was afraid of losing my child. Finally one night, he poured a bucket of acid over my body and I was completely burned. When I rushed to the sink to flush my face and body. I realized that he had shut off the main water supply. I was taken to the hospital. My operation was held up pending advance money for the surgery, and permission from my husband to operate on my face. My mother sold all of her valuables and provided the money. My husband said he would only permit my operation if I consented to not seeing my children for the rest of my <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 8px; font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">life. Finally, with hospital's pressure on the family court they allowed me to receive the operation on my face and body"</span></span> </span></span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Free?</div><div><br /></div><div>In the eight years before the Islamic revolution, 100 political prisoners were executed. In the four years after... 7900. While it is true that in 1997 the government tried to tone it down a bit, they simply didn't. Two years ago, the police went so far as to beat people for assembling to celebrate international women's day. </div><div><br /></div><div>The truth here is that Iran is still a backward place to live. There is absolutely no reason we should be supporting them in their endeavor to replace one tyrant with another. Mousavi, the guy Iranians are trying to get elected into office, was one of the original players in the Islamic revolution. Yes, the one that killed 7900 political prisoners between 1981 and 1985. </div><div><br /></div><div>I'll admit I did advocate throwing some help their way in the form of ddos attacks on the government, but that was for lulz. In all reality, we should be throwing nukes their way.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div> </div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-73597873593074195872009-06-16T02:16:00.000-07:002009-06-16T02:23:10.581-07:00Miley Cirus Having A Conversation With A PenisIt seems Miley Cirus has been engaging some heated discussions with penises lately. Yesterday, a pic was released to the internet, supposedly of the Disney star... well, yeah. This link is not safe for work.<div><br /></div><div><a href="http://imgur.com/dbL9K.jpg">SEE THE UNCENSORED PICS HERE</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Along with the pics, you will see comparisons of other pictures of her. Remember, she is not yet of legal age to make porn. I had nothing to do with taking the pictures or hosting them. I am only linking to them in a newsworthy capacity. </div><div><br /></div><div>No word yet on whether Disney has fired her dirty whore ass. </div><div> </div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com93tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-11612459864714927932009-06-15T00:29:00.000-07:002009-06-15T00:51:16.346-07:00DDoS Iran?It seems the Iranaian Freedom Fighters on the internet are taking things to a 4chan level now. A few minutes ago a script was released with the intention of taking down the Iranian government's websites. <div><br /></div><div>You too can join the fight. If you have a server that runs PHP, the script you need to run can be found<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> </span></span><a href="http://dev.austinheap.com/iran/SupportIran.txt"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">here.</span></span></a></div><div><br /></div><div>What will this type of attack do? Well, no one is quite sure. Probably take the corrupt Iranian government off the internet. It probably won't get the elections overturned, or make cupcakes come out of Ahmadinejad's ass. But, hey, its something.</div><div><br /></div><div>Also, there will probably be lulz to be had. </div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div> </div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-46671350418271283502009-06-10T13:37:00.000-07:002009-06-10T23:36:27.720-07:00How To Troll Effectively<div>First of all, any list such as this should have bullet points. BULLET POINTS GOD DAMMIT! Take note of these and how important it makes this article look.<br /></div><div><div><br /></div><div><ul><li>Bullet points are fucking awesome</li><li>They make points like this and shit</li><li>You don't have to use periods</li><li>But you should use proper punctuation and grammar<br /></li></ul><br /></div><div>Enough with the bullet points. We will use them in the future, however, so I figured a good, strong introduction was in order, but this article is about trollin'. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="http://img140.imageshack.us/i/funnypicturestrollcarha.jpg/"><img src="http://img140.imageshack.us/img140/6015/funnypicturestrollcarha.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>You may think trolling is something that is only done by sick twisted serial killers and old bored grandmas. You would be wrong. Some of todays most popular and powerful people are nothing but really successful trolls.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://img38.imageshack.us/i/sarahpalin2.jpg/"><img src="http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/4643/sarahpalin2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>There is a fine art to trolling that most people overlook. THERE ARE RULEZ TO THIS SHIT MAN! Don't fuck around. One false move and you will be banished to the valley of the fail, and you don't want that. They don't have any god damn 7-11's anywhere near that shit. </div><div><br /></div><div>First of all, you must know where to troll. You can't just choose any old website. Many a fucker has found himself pissing in an ocean of piss. It is also no fun if you are caught on the wrong side of a ban without a proxy within the first five minutes. More on proxies... later.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Craigslist</span></div><div><br /></div><div>This is a good one. The personal ads are just oozing with potential lulz. Try it one time; get a throwaway email account, post as a chick, find a picture of a girl that is cute but still too fat for real life, say you are looking for casual sex, and sit back and wait for the fun to roll in. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Youtube</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Youtube is one of the other 'easiest places in the world to troll'. Millions of people that visit that site everyday are just waiting to be riled up into a shitstorm by some asshole with a camera... or some celebrity with a funny looking religion and a massive tumor in his anal cavity... or cheese. It could happen.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PRq6OSkLkKs&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PRq6OSkLkKs&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"> MORE BULLET POINTS!</span></div><div><br /></div><div><ul><li>Religion is always an easy troll. Anytime people mention it the thread becomes prime breeding ground for lulz. Sometimes they will argue with you for weeks, even months, before they realize they have been had.</li><li>Sometimes, you can use periods in bullet points.</li><li>If the old fallback religion doesn't work, there is always politics. For the last 8 years, Democrats have been the trolls. Now it is the Republicans turn. See how that works?</li><li>Question marks are also acceptable.</li><li>Five bullet points is enough.</li></ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Images</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Using images during a troll can be an effective tool, but can also rouse suspicion. You don't want to be discovered too soon. Images should be used only in the closing moments... and only after you have already been accused of rabble-rousing. Remember, the right image at the right time can close out a troll perfectly, with much more dramatic license than any simple comment ever could.</div><div><br /><a href="http://img14.imageshack.us/i/peegenie1.jpg/"><img src="http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/2996/peegenie1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /></a><br /><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Graphs are good too</span></div><div><br /></div><div>While bullet points are all fine and good, graphs complete the fap. Check out this next graph and see how professional it makes the article look. Revel in it. Not too much though. You sick bastard.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="http://img132.imageshack.us/i/bargraph.jpg/"><img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/2320/bargraph.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Proxies</span></div><div><br /></div><div>I promised you we would get to this, and we have now. See how I set that up and came back to it later on? It was awesome, huh? I'll bet you think I'm the best thing since Barack Obama sliced some bread in the White House. I know, I know. Well, that's enough about proxies.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Proxies</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Just kidding. A troll needs proxies like a nun needs a virgin snatch. Sure, there are some that go without them, but they are just dirty whores whose filthy slut ways will have them burn in hell for all eternity. That would be you too, if you choose to risk your real IP to some hair brained admin with a stick up his ass for making you pay. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="http://img37.imageshack.us/i/goodluckimbehind7proxiec.jpg/"><img src="http://img37.imageshack.us/img37/3347/goodluckimbehind7proxiec.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /></a></div><div><br />I read something interesting the other day. "Either you die as an admin or you live long enough to see yourself become a troll". I would accredit it to someone, but I'm not sure who. Either way, I don't want anyone thinking I am taking credit for saying it. I didn't. But as far as the truth in it, I can attest. The best trolls have been admins at one time or the other. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"> Facebook and Twitter</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Sites like this are getting increasingly harder to troll. You have to sign up for an account, make a page, then wait for people to friend you. Even then, if you are bothersome people can just delete you from their list. These sites are a troll dead end and should be avoided not only by us but by every living, breathing human on this planet. They give you AIDS.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now... I'm not the best troll in the world. Maybe not even fifth best. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"> * SEALAB 2021 REFERENCE*</span> If you just got that joke, award yourself millions upon millions of tiny litte, beautiful, wonderful internets. If you didn't, punch yourself in the face and go stick your penis down the up-spout of a hornets nest, you lame cracker ass bastard.</div><div><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FoIFQRghXNk&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FoIFQRghXNk&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Spamming</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Depending on the technique, how it's used, and where you are, spamming can make you most annoying. IRC and other instant messenger clients are rife with such activities. This angers some people immensely. Anger = win for a troll. Kicked = epic win. For what to do next, refer to 'proxy'.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Trashmail</span></div><div><br /></div><div>To be found <a href="http://trashmail.net/">here.</a> Sign up for an account, number of forwards, and where to send them. This means you don't have to sign up for a new email account every time you decide to stroke the eternal fire of internet hate. An indispensable tool to pirates and ninjas alike, this can save you precious time with the aforementioned Craigslist troll... if you aren't planning on answering any of the emails. But that's no fun, so it's probably better to just use this service for fake forum accounts.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">More Graphs</span></div><div><br /></div><div>You just can never have enough graphs. Or maybe you can. Never mind, no more graphs. Instead, Xibit...</div><div><br /><br /><a href="http://img197.imageshack.us/i/tv9czimehbg65bq1tcowqnz.jpg/"><img src="http://img197.imageshack.us/img197/2664/tv9czimehbg65bq1tcowqnz.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Pot Smokers</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Stoned people may be even easier to bunch up panties on than religious freaks. Stoner discussion boards are particularly easy, due to the fact that they all have strong beliefs about legalizing and will swarm like vultures when seeing anything on their site stating otherwise. Like vultures I tell you... around a big, stinky, maggot infested piece of troll bait.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Social Bookmark Sites</span></div><div><br /></div><div>By far the most fertile troll breeding ground outside of image boards, these places are ripe for trollin'. The only problem is this; other trolls know this too and are prevalent. It is often hard to discern whether you have just trolled or been trolled. The good ratio of serious people to troll makes it prime real estate, but it also means you run the risk of failing so hard you divide by zero and break the god damn internet for everyone.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Imageboards</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Unlike the above mentioned sites, in these places there is no question; you have just been trolled. These things are like the Sparta of trollage. Every single comment is someone trolling, being trolled, or trolling everyone else and himself at the same time. Why? Because... shut up. * ANOTHER SEALAB 2021 REFERENCE, THIS ARTICLE IS RIFE WITH THEM! * If you got that one, and you are sick and tired of hearing about it already, you have been trolled.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Memes</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Memes are a tool that any troll worth his salt will utilize heartily. The key, however, is to use them with such subtly that even the great zombie of Sherlock Holmes himself couldn't figure out what the fuck you are talking about until the very end. Over 9000 of them. Losing the game. Rick Astley.</div><div><br /><a href="http://img44.imageshack.us/i/786268f260.jpg/"><img src="http://img44.imageshack.us/img44/6027/786268f260.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /></a><br /><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Fail</span></div><div><br /></div><div>The last line of the last paragraph would be what is known as epic fail. Generally, you want to avoid such situations, however, I did so to put it in context so you could understand what the fuck I am saying, yo. </div><div><br /></div><div>You will, however, suffer fail when trolling if you do so long enough. It is something that happens to all of us. Don't take it too hard. Just kidding. You should actually kill yourself now, you worthless piece of shit. lol</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="http://img191.imageshack.us/i/failn.jpg/"><img src="http://img191.imageshack.us/img191/999/failn.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">lol</span></div><div><br /></div><div>This universal acronym can be used as a comeback that is always win. No matter what anyone says to you, how deep and scathingly truthful their argument can be, or even how many guys are trying to fight you off, lol announces your presence as a troll and lets everyone know they have been had with three simple letters. Other trolls will just sit back and laugh, while the more serious folks will be angered beyond even turning into the hulk. Once the responses to you begin to resemble dissertations instead of simple internet posts, win is yours.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">IMDB</span></div><div><br /></div><div>I am now randomly placing what should have been near the top of the article... near the bottom. Why? Because I am the writer and can do what I want. Do you want to write the rest of this article? No? Then shut the fuck up and read.</div><div><br /></div><div>IMDB is the third of the easiest sites to troll. Pick a random movie board and have at it. Remember to use the Trashmail when making your account there in case you're banned. Some users have been known to call out trolls, but since the site is so huge it is really tough to discern. I suspect on this <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0458339/board/threads/">board</a>, the Will Smith posts... well, yeah. The Chuck Norris posts, however, are just faggotry.</div><div><br /></div><div>In the end, you will decide for yourself when and where it is best for you to troll. You have to look within your soul to see what works for you, just like when fapping. Think of this guide as simply some more words you read on the internet this one time. Or fap to it, I don't care. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NzTf15BKyUs&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NzTf15BKyUs&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div> <br /></div></div></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com211tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-35137026694454099792009-06-10T00:44:00.000-07:002009-06-10T02:49:12.229-07:00Why Are Some People Afraid of The Internet?We all know at least one person who fits this profile: owns a computer, has internet access, and uses it for one specific thing with the unyielding viewpoint that if he goes anywhere else online he will catch a virus or have his personal information discovered by a hacker and sold to the highest bidding Nigerian. It could be email, Facebook, or a game that draws the subject online... regardless of why they are here, that is why they are here god dammit and they will NOT under any circumstances stray from the safe place they know to venture into the rest of the dark, seedy, cold, riff-raff-infested World Wide Web.<div><br /></div><div>We know there are people out there like this. Some of them are lurking this very sentence as we speak. They will not contribute to the comment section nor even vote on the social website they happened here from. Some will even go so far as to swear they caught a virus from the picture of the half naked chick in the bottom right corner. </div><div><br /></div><div>It is hard to believe there are people who surf the web without wantonly grabbing porn whenever they can, downloading movies like a madman swings an axe, or telling off every son-of-a-bitch whose two cents are the wrong shade of grey each time they read a news story. The internet is a social community of people who communicate and share, but moreover, it is a community of silent participants often exiled to one site or specific task without a care in the world what goes on anywhere else no matter how many free pieces of bacon are involved.</div><div><br /></div><div>Have you ever been to a friends house and tried to show him something awesome or funny on the web and the first thing he says is "Don't give me a virus, man..."?</div><div><br /></div><div>A number of these people are gamers. World of Warcraft is the main culprit. Yes, I'm calling you out, WoWcrack addicts! That game is made for you to forsake the rest of your flesh breathing life, let alone the entirety of the rest of the internet. Not every WoWcracker is guilty of it, but if you are one you must ask yourself... am I?</div><div><br /></div><div>Facebook and Twitter are two other loathsome trends, in the footsteps of Myspace, to lure otherwise non-social people into the cavities of internet ignorance. A year ago, everyone had a Myspace. People I couldn't even fathom using a computer were telling me "Add me on Myspace!" This year the same is true with Facebook and Twitter. Mark my words: sites like this are going to ruin the goddamn web.</div><div><br /></div><div>Then you have the dreary people who only get online to check their emails. Every now and then they will get an email that makes them laugh, that originated in 2003, and they will chuckle and go about their lives watching TV. They are harmless. Some of them are also Nigerian. Regardless, you don't want either to get a hold of your email address. They will either want to forward you a joke that ceased to be funny in the eighties or their father the prince just died and they need money.</div><div><br /></div><div>On the other hand, there are forum goers and social news site users... and imageboards. People who absolutely have no aversion to clicking on anything at all. It could be a homeless man fucking a dead cat... or a dead cat fucking a homeless man. It could go either way these days. Whatever does it for you. </div><div><br /></div><div>We are the very same people who make the internet scary for the others. Some people have never seen goatse, and even though I believe seeing what cannot be unseen makes you a bit of a better person, not everyone gets the subtle humor. Some see stuff like this and leave the internet never to return. Others... well, post that sort of stuff.</div><div><br /></div><div>The internet is web based multi-player notepad. Of course, like anything else, some would have a phobia towards it. As the many other things in this world people fear, there is even a name for it. And symptoms. Bad ones. Really. This website<a href="http://www.saviodsilva.com/fear/fear-internet.htm"> here</a> say's you can get hyperactive bowels, shaking, and a desire to flee. The only treatment? Contact the Indian dude who built the site on instant messenger and he will talk you through it. Seriously.</div><div><br /></div><div>For the rest of us, Nazi zombies are attacking the Lincoln Memorial. Sarah Palin is naked, a zombie, and half drunk driving a tractor down the street. She is trying to rape you with her penis. Discuss.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div> </div></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-75156532954421134932009-06-06T06:33:00.000-07:002009-06-06T06:46:32.296-07:00Japanese Moon VideoThose slick Japanese are at it again... this time, instead of anime porn and panty vending machines, with high definition video taken of the moons surface. I know, how awesome is that? Totally. The answer is totally.<div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><br /><div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5c1T2oKEffQ&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5c1T2oKEffQ&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>But wait... there is more. Not only did they take one video they leaked to YouTube in high definition, but... wait for it... wait for it... yes! They took TWO videos! The spacecraft, called Kaguya, Japanese for "HA WE OWN UR NASA NOW", is set to collide with the surface of the moon sometime next week so scientists can study some shit to do with crashing into the moon.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5c1T2oKEffQ&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5c1T2oKEffQ&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Actually, as you can see from the Youtube video, there are a lot more videos taken and leaked to Youtube. Leave it to the Japanese to totally one-up that dude from Phoenix with his live rape feed. "Yes, girly looking man who raped that chick, you got our attention... but did you do it from THE MOON?!?!"</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-12018136133641052212009-05-30T07:36:00.000-07:002009-05-30T07:37:36.613-07:00How 2 Americans Captured 60 Nazi SS Soldiers<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; ">It was somewhere in Europe, 1945ish, and my granddad had been fighting Nazis for quite a while. The Battle Of the Bulge had taken it's toll on the guys. There was snow everywhere, and though the war was about to end, tensions were still pretty high. This was enemy territory and there were still Nazis roaming around... and some of them were not ready to surrender.<br /><br />Back in those days, the soldiers were simple men. My grandfather grew up on a farm in a small town. Fighting wasn't a career choice for them. They were doing what they had to do... answering the call from their country. They didn't get free college, nice benefits, or sign-on bonuses. The politics of war didn't matter. My grandfather used to tell me “We did what we were told.” They were proud of being 'grunts' and nothing in the world was more important than the guy next to you in the foxhole.<br /><br />Back to our story.<br /><br />There was a patrol to be run, and my granddad was chosen along with another guy. The two of them would go out through the countryside looking for the last remnants of the Nazi army to engage, yell obscenities at, and generally create havoc with until they either died or gave up. In other words, their orders were “Go out and get you boys some Nazis!” So the two soldiers set out on what would become one of their final patrols of the now almost over war.<br /><br />They shot the shit as they were walking, mostly about how fucking cold it was and being excited over the good Kentucky Bourbon they had waiting for them back at camp. The Nazis had just surrendered and they had seen their share of combat in the last few years, so a walk around the countryside wasn't too bad of a deal even if it was cold as all hell. At this point all they wanted to do was go home. They thought they had already seen the worst... then they walked around a blind corner.<br /><br />Standing in front of them were 60 of some of the best trained soldiers the Nazis had to offer, the notorious SS. All fully armed and standing in formation. Needless to say, bricks were shat. <br /><br />The two Americans raised their weapons, in some sort of desperate attempt to retain honor in a situation when you know you are about to get your ass handed to you in every way possible and your chances of winning are exactly no fucking way in hell. <br /><br />My grandfather used to tell me of this moment in time. I'm sure the other guy told his grandkids. He thought he was done. Right at that moment he said to himself, “Well, that's that.” There was absolutely no way the guys would get out of this alive, and they were both all too aware of this fact. Then, the unthinkable happened.<br /><br />The Germans didn't raise their guns. One who spoke English stepped forward. He announced they had been wandering the land in search of Americans and were glad they finally found some. He then submitted his official surrender to the two guys standing in front of him who had just pissed themselves. Of course, they did the civilized thing and graciously accepted. <br /><br />The two guys they sent out returned from patrol with 60 German SS soldiers held prisoner and one of the best 'oh shit' stories anyone has ever told. Surviving a war isn't always about being a bad ass. Sometimes, you also need incredible luck.</span>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-33477671707356901472009-05-29T11:29:00.000-07:002009-05-29T17:48:27.117-07:00How I have hid My Drugs From Cops<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">The Airduct</span></div><div><br /></div><div>It was late '94 and I was speeding through the mountains between New Mexico and Arizona. It was raining, dark, and the road was twisted like a rattlesnake with rabies. It was me, some chick, some dude, and another chick. You know how that goes. We were fresh from a trip to Juarez and my passengers were passed the fuck out. </div><div><br /></div><div>There was about a half ounce of weed in my pocket and I was just thinking about loading it into a rolling paper when I seen the red and blue lights shining at me through the storm in the rearview mirror. I wasn't sure which state I was in, but it didn't matter; the penalty for weed in either place is some pretty damn fucked up prison time. I was doing about 90 so it was a ticket for sure, but if I played it cool I could still get out of ass rape in the joint.</div><div><br /></div><div>It was the airduct that would save me. In some Chryslers they are snap-on, snap-off parts. With a little bit of pressure you could pull one right off and put it back on just as easy. That's where my sack of weed went. Along with my papers, lighter, and strangely enough, I put my cigarettes in there too. </div><div><br /></div><div>I found a safe spot somewhere down the highway and pulled over. I had my license and insurance and all that ready as the New Mexico State Trooper came to my window. He was a small older guy with a mustache... kind of reminded me of my shop teacher. </div><div><br /></div><div>He asked me to get out of the car and stand in the rain with him. I told him I just got back from Mexico and he had me open my trunk to prove I wasn't trying to push mad weight back to the states for a healthy profit. I explained to him we were just down there to drink. He laughed and wrote me a ticket. "You can go now... as soon as I take a little look through your car just to set my mind at ease..."</div><div><br /></div><div>Dammit. I had always used my airduct but never put it to the test. </div><div><br /></div><div>Everyone was moved out of the car and made to stand on the side of the road with me in the rain. Ten minutes later, after we were all drenched and I had heard my share of bitching from the women-folk, the Trooper came back with nothing. "Keep it under the speed limit," he said and bid us on our way.</div><div><br /></div><div>Twenty minutes later his ticket was laying somewhere along the side of a wet mountain highway and the weed was out of the airduct and safely in my lungs.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; ">The Electrical Outlet</span><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>It was mid 1995 and I was taking the drive through the desert and mountains from Phoenix to Denver. Instead of gas money, the brilliant young teenager that I was, I brought some meth with me. The idea was to sell it halfway and get my ass out of Arizona. My welcome was worn out and the time to ride off into the sunset had long since came.</div><div><br /></div><div>I met up with a biker at a truck stop in the middle of nowhere. He had what I needed: money and a want of drugs. We exchanged products and I followed him to a local drug-dive motel. I parked my car, got a room, rolled up a fat joint, and turned on the television. </div><div><br /></div><div>For the next 4 hours the old man knocked on my door at least 8 times. I made enough money off this one guy to make it to the end of my journey safely. He was so hooked on my stuff, the last time he came over he brought all his quarters. I happily took everything he had to offer, except his wife which he did offer me but I kindly turned down, and shut off my lights for a short rest before driving the half-day it would take me to reach the Mile High City.</div><div><br /></div><div>About ten minutes later I started to hear a commotion outside. The drugs must have been too much for the guy; he was on the sidewalk screaming something about the CIA and black paratroopers waiting outside his back window. It was only a matter of minutes before some small town cop would show up to arrest him and search the whole place. This didn't bode well for the old pirate ninja, as he had been in and out of my room all night and a simple check of the security cameras would provide evidence to that.</div><div><br /></div><div>I still had half an ounce of meth. I went to work quickly.</div><div><br /></div><div>There was an old flathead screwdriver in the bottom of my backpack. I have no idea why it was there, no doubt for unlawful purposes, but it was about to come in handy. What I was about to do, no one reading should try. </div><div><br /></div><div>I turned off the lights and unscrewed the casing on the switch. There was just enough room to stash the meth and small amount of weed I had left. As I was getting the screws back in, I seen the red and blue lights pull into the parking lot. I placed the screwdriver back in my bag, sprayed some cologne so the place didn't smell like pot, got back in my bed, and waited.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sure enough, less than twenty minutes later I got a knock on my door. Sure enough, it was the cops. Sure enough, they wanted to ask me questions. Sure enough... they had to search my room.</div><div><br /></div><div>Apparently, the manager hadn't told the full story. The cops knew I had come to the motel with the crazy guy and wanted to question me about it, but had no idea he had been in and out of my room all night. They didn't seem suspicious that I was the one who gave the guy the dope, but more that I was on it myself. </div><div><br /></div><div>After telling the officer that I had only met the dude earlier that day and only then to ask him where I could find a cheap motel, explaining that I was on my way to my mother's house in Denver, and allowing them to check my pupils and search the room to satisfy their curiosity, they left. </div><div><br /></div><div>I got 3 hours of sleep and was outside of the city limits by dawn, as instructed by the police because it would be my best course of action, or 'what I would do if I was in your shoes..."</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Everyone just be REAL Quiet!</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Great acid parties aren't planned... they usually happen when too many people take too much acid to safely leave a place. During the late nineties, college for me, one night that place ended up being my grandparents house, which they had left to me while I went to school.</div><div><br /></div><div>It started out when three of us bought a shitload of acid and decided to make our money back, while tripping for free, and called some friends to sell it to. At first some chicks came over and wanted to try it out before they bought more. "Fine," I said, "Buy a couple of hits, drop, and if you like it, buy some more and take them to your friends."</div><div><br /></div><div>It seemed like a good plan at the time. The problem with my logic is that everyone who came over afterwards saw a group of hot chicks on my couch and just never left. If you ask me now I would say there were at least 30 people, however in reality it might have been more like 15-20... everyone tripping balls.</div><div><br /></div><div>I remember a few things before I seen the cop pull up. I know there was a group of people in the den tripping out on the old seventies carpet. A couple of people were in my room drawing on the wall. Someone had found a mouse trapped on a stickpad under the washer and that was making for quite the spectacle as well. Other than a light in the bedroom to the back of the house, everything was dark or badly lit, music was low, and folks were mostly just wandering around.</div><div><br /></div><div>I was lost in the window sill and it took me a few seconds to realize I just witnessed a cop pull up to the drive. If you have ever suddenly had something really important to do while you were tripping on acid, you will understand the panic that set in at that exact moment. The first thing that came to mind was "EVERYONE DOWN!"</div><div><br /></div><div>However, it didn't quite come out like Arnold yelling for a chopper. I did my best impression of a ninja and crawled to each room, explaining that we all had to be quiet and still, as the cops were at the door. Everyone in the house was strangely receptive to the idea. It took a minute or two for the officer to get out of his car, and by the time he was walking up to the door he was facing a dark, cold, quiet house.</div><div><br /></div><div>Despite everything in the world not on my side, no one made a sound. I sat on the linoleum with my back to the door. Every time he knocked, hard like the police do, I felt earthquakes going through my body. He hit the door twice, then everything went quiet...</div><div><br /></div><div>It was at least ten minutes before I realized the cop had just left. Or maybe ten seconds. Who knows? And I'm not even really sure if there were still drugs left in the house. Time and more drugs have killed any other memory I have of that night, save one. I remember sitting on a chair on top of my bed at an early hour of the morning. I don't know why, but it made sense at the time.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">The Oven</span></div><div><br /></div><div>When you are 22 years old, Fridays still mean something. To me, this one particular Friday meant I was throwing a keg party. Those days I had a liquor bar set up where any normal person would have a kitchen table. And it was full. Of liquor.</div><div><br /></div><div>These things start out innocently enough. Only five or six people were there when I brought the keg home. We mixed some drinks and had a few beers. Then some weed came and we fired it up. By the time the sun went down I was halfway to toasted.</div><div><br /></div><div>I made a mistake people frequently make when they are throwing a party; I told everyone. to be sure I told too many people. As soon as darkness hit people were showing up in droves.</div><div><br /></div><div>My apartment was only a one bedroom. It wasn't very big at all. I had both the bedroom and living room full of people before 9 o'clock. Someone brought another keg. As far as specifics, it was all too hazy to remember.</div><div><br /></div><div>All I can discern is that I was standing in the corner of my kitchen getting ready to roll a huge blunt. I had about 2 ounces of weed all broken out in front of me. That is about an ounce over the state of Colorado's limit for walking away with a ticket. Someone yelled 'COPS!"</div><div><br /></div><div>You may be asking the same thing I was asked for weeks afterwards by my friends; "Why the oven?" Honestly, there was just nothing else around. I had 150 people in my place, at least half underaged drunks, a pile of weed in front of me, I was shitfaced, and in just a few seconds I would have to talk to the cops. The oven was literally all I had.</div><div><br /></div><div>So I shoved it all in and answered my door.</div><div><br /></div><div>I knew I was fucked, and I spent the next half hour paying for my sins. I was looking at some tickets for sure, possibly jail... depending on what they found. Everyone who was underage was sent home. This left about ten of us after everyone else left too. I was written a ticket for violation of a noise ordinance and drinking underage, even though I was 22 at the time. </div><div><br /></div><div>The police agreed to let me keep the keg but they took the tap. The search for drugs had come up fruitless except for some painkillers I had left over from an injury that they made me flush down the toilet. They also didn't write me a ticket for the bong they found with the condition that I break it in front of them. </div><div><br /></div><div>They left me with nothing. Or so they thought. By the time they left there was only about five of us there. I went to my oven and one of the other guys went out to his truck. He brought with him a brand new tap still in plastic and I dumped 2 ounces of weed on the coffee table.</div><div><br /></div><div>The stupid fucking cops never looked in the oven. They also never checked the bar fridge. It was still stocked with liquor.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-55670154384132857472009-05-26T00:02:00.000-07:002009-05-26T00:05:47.901-07:009 reasons Why I Love Sluts<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">1. They Don’t bitch for attention</span></b></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>If you happen to miss calling them one time, it is not the end of the world. They will just be fucking someone else. We know this, so this is our choice. Just wear a fucking condom, like you should have been doing in the first place.<br /><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">2. You don’t have to fake it</span></b><br /><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; ">Yes, guys fake it too. Why? Because we are sick of fucking. It happens. If we don’t get a nut in the first two hours, we are not going to bust one. We know this. So we fake it. Sorry honey. When a slut is on your nuts, you are almost guaranteed a bust, because she knows how to bring you there.<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">3. You don’t have to worry about them cheating on you</span></b><br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; ">Because they are fucking a few different guys during the same period they are fucking you. Who gives a shit? Pussy is pussy. Stop bitching about it and be happy you are having sex. You could be jacking off on the internet four fucking times a day. Not that you don’t anyways, but still…<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">4. They don’t just lay there</span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>A slut can take the cock. For Christ sakes, she can take two at the same time if you talk to her right. They like sex. Often times, they ride the cock like a god damn matador, red flag and all. If they don’t, they are not real sluts. They do not deserve the name. <br /><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">5. No relationship bullshit</span></b><br /><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; ">We all know we don’t give two shits what a woman says. Why the fuck do we want to listen to it and have to act like we do? Sluts are easy. They take the pounding and leave, without trying to get you to express your “feelings”. Feelings are fucking stupid anyways.<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">6. You can fuck other girls</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> </span><br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; ">All the other girls. You know why? Because she is probably fucking your friends. This means it doesn’t matter if you fuck her friends. Don’t be a bitch and cry about it, because it is what you want. If it is not what you want, you should probably check your ass, because some guy probably has a dick in it right now.<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">7. It will teach you to wear condoms</span></b><br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; ">You should be doing this in the first place. Kids cost a shit load of money. I am telling you because I know. Not only did little zero want a PSP for his birthday, his mom wanted child support. Ever paid 500$ for a PSP? I have. Learn from me and be happy you did.<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">8. You will not have to remember an anniversary</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>Because no one cares. She doesn’t give two shits if you remember the first drunken night that you slept with her. Maybe you didn’t even sleep. Maybe you just scrogged her and went home. She won’t expect a box of chocolates on that day. Just fuck her again. <br /><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">9. Because they are sluts</span></span><br /><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; ">They are the few women who can stand up and say “I like sex just as much as males”. That is fucking awesome. You other women could learn something from these chicks. Stop being so stuck up. Admit you like the cock and just let us give it to you. </span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-22506857814583255942009-05-25T12:12:00.000-07:002009-05-25T13:38:56.460-07:00The Best Movies To Fall Asleep Watching<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">2001: A Space Odyssey</span></span><div><br /></div><div>It is unlikely you will make it past the monkeys. The first part of this movie is drawn out as to not keep you on the edge of your seat, making it perfect for sleeping. It also makes little sense if you aren't paying attention. A monkey uses a bone to kill other monkeys? And what is that huge penis-shaped thing they all keep crowding around? Also, where is the dialog that isn't spoken in simian? Questions like these and many others will help you hit dreamland before you know it.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Jason X</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Nothing like long scenes in deep space, where nobody can hear you sleep, to help you hit the sack quicker than a handful of Ambien. Sure, eventually action starts to happen... but not until Jason wakes up halfway through the movie to kill everyone. By that time the waking world will be nothing but a distant memory to you. Just make sure you keep the volume low as to not be awakened by a sudden jolt of horror music that rips you from your dreams of drunk naked nurses into a machete-fueled killing frenzy scene.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Lord of the Rings Part One</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>This one starts out slower than molasses dripping down the ass of a dirty hooker who is paid by the hour to have molasses drip down her ass. The script reads like a weird dream anyways. Frodo is there, so is the kid from the Goonies... then Magneto shows up dressed like a wizard. After the fireworks, they all decide to go to a party on the other side of the mountain. Some guys on horses follow you so you hide under a tree. The perfect tree for a nice, long nap...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Pride and Prejudice</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>There is no time in this world better for the sandman to visit you than when folks are speaking victorian english on the screen with no chance of anything blowing up or even the slightest inkling of titties popping out. Don't get me wrong, there is a plot... but for guys who have the attention span of the internet, it will only take about three scenes before we realize we are never going to find out what it is and close our eyes for greener pastures elsewhere in our mind. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Plan 9 From Outer Space</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Ranked the worst movie of all time by everyone who has seen it, this is the type of really bad movie that is not so bad it's good but so bad it is worse. There is no real plot structure at all. There are farmers, then vampires, then something about a spaceship that looks suspiciously like a hubcap... not even the director knew wtf was going on. Pop it in and you will be counting sheep in about fifteen minutes.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Fight Club</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>What better movie to fall asleep to than one you have already seen fifty million times? Fight Club is the type of movie that can do anything you want it to. When you're drunk, it can make you want to fight. When you're sober, it can make you want to get drunk. When you're bored, it will excite you and when you are half asleep, it will bring you all the way. It is the cure-all for what ails ya...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Dune</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>After putting this film in my dvd player on numerous occasions, I still do not know what the frickin thing is about. Even if I'm not in the least bit tired, I will either fall asleep or find myself doing something else before the 90 minutes is up. Or at least I think it's 90 minutes, I have never made it to the end. I think it has something to do with space maybe, or the future, or at one point I even guessed Luke Skywalker would show up. Then I found myself dreaming that Luke Skywalker showed up. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Matrix Revolutions</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>By this point in the story line all the good aspects of the plot have long gone away and none of us knows even in the slightest wtf is going on. You recognize the characters but it is like watching people you know do things that they shouldn't be doing. Counting sheep and counting the strange, out-of-place plot points that are going on in this third installment of a good movie gone bad are one in the same. It is not a matter of 'if' you will fall asleep, it is a matter of when...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Vanilla Sky</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>We can all agree that Tom Cruise is one weird motherfucker. In real life, he is good for not very much. In this movie, however, he is just as good if not better than a bottle of sleeping pills and some whiskey. The acting alone is lame enough to put you ten winks from REM within the first few scenes. If you did happen to make it to the end, you may think that you are already asleep and dreamt up the whole thing. Unless the ending turned out good, then you KNOW you are asleep and dreamt up the whole thing...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The English Patient</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>This is the type of movie you have heard about but never seen. Why? Because we don't watch crap. Well, we do... but not knowingly. However, this does deserve a spot in your pirate collection. The next time you are feeling insomnia and just can't get that last nail put in the sleep coffin, play this movie and seal that bastard up, using boring British stuff as your hammer of Thor. You will be asleep by the time anyone even becomes a patient.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Labyrinth</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Remember those days of yore in elementary school when the teacher was all like "YAY! We're going to watch a movie!" and then put this in the old VCR for a two hour long run after dimming the lights and closing up the windows? She might as well have put a pillow under your head and passed out warm milk. Not that the movie itself is boring, a bit strange but not really boring, but it will invoke memories of dark classrooms and long afternoon naps. Put it in a bit late and we can call it a long night's sleep that lasts well throughout the morning.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Mission to Mars</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>As I said earlier, space is the perfect place to sleep. Cold, quiet, and dark. The problem with most space movies is they tend to have a lot of eye opening action going on sometime in the plot. Not so with this sleep inducing menace. You can pop this one in the old dvd slot without fear of anything awesome ever happening. Just a bunch of stale dialog and quiet scenes of outer space. You will wake up in the morning refreshed and well rested with the title screen happily playing nice, quiet, boring space music.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-47225406966237015562009-05-20T10:35:00.000-07:002009-05-21T12:27:12.004-07:00The 9 Best Fights You Will See On The Internet<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Leonard-Hagler</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>I know what you're thinking. "Boxing sucks, apart from quick knockouts, the guys just dance around the ring." Not so in this case. Im putting up round 6 because I know this is the internet and your attention span doesn't last long enough to watch the whole fight. This round will give you an idea of the pace of the entire fight. These guys look like they genuinely hate each other and really want to kick each other's asses. Boxing fans will know this is one of the greatest fights of all time. For non-boxing fans, just give it twenty seconds. This wasn't a boxing match, this was a street fight with gloves.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IKDI3t_8ERI&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IKDI3t_8ERI&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Frye vs Takayama</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>You have never heard of these guys. That's ok. Ass kicking fights are ass kicking fights, doesn't matter whether you have heard of the guys or not. Watch how they punch each other in the face... repeatedly. Really hard. For a long time.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rHGngPZlw_0&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rHGngPZlw_0&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><div><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Flyers Vs Senators</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>There is an old saying: "I was at a fight and a hockey game broke out." This next video embodies that principle. If you didn't like the first two fights, you will love this one. This shit goes on for like 4 minutes and guys get knocked the fuck out. Just about everyone on the ice finds someone to exchange punches with. Arguably, and ironically, hockey is more violent than either of the above sports. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N1-25s4uwFQ&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N1-25s4uwFQ&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /></div><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">A soccer game</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Or football for those of you across the pond. Whatever you want to call it, just make sure you don't make the mistake most Americans do and think that it is for girls. These guys are rough and like to fight. This next video is a compilation of many fights. To pick just one would be blasphemy.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3SxZPtYEr9Y&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3SxZPtYEr9Y&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Fans vs Security Guards</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Speaking of football, it's not just the players that like to kick ass, though they do join in on this brawl. These security guards take it upon themselves to beat the shit out of one rabid fan when the rest of the rabid fans and the rabid players take exception and return the ass kicking in droves. Enjoy this one, I know I did.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ws-mn3M23dc&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ws-mn3M23dc&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Some crazy dudes</span></span><div><br /></div><div>The best fights don't always take place in a sanctioned event. These next two guys just didn't like each other for some reason. They start out in a clinch and just start punching the fuck out of each other. Fighting in front of a crowd of thousands for money is one thing. Fighting in front of a crowd of a few guys for respect is an entirely different deal. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><object width="464" height="388"><param name="movie" value="http://embed.break.com/MjE2MTM0"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://embed.break.com/MjE2MTM0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" width="464" height="388"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="http://view.break.com/216134#TellAFriendhttp://stats.break.com/invoke.txt">EMBED-American street fight</a> - Watch more <a href="http://www.break.com/">free videos</a></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Russian gang fight</span></span><div><br /></div><div>What do you get when you mix two large groups of fuckers who hate each other and some molatov cocktails? People get knocked the fuck out is what you get. I'm not sure who they were or what they were even fighting for, but it must have been something important. Or maybe it wasn't, who cares? Mayhem ftw!</div><div><br /></div><div> <br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXB9ip7SXmg&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXB9ip7SXmg&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Dude vs crowd</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div>In this case, the dude wins. Everyone that brings some kind of move on him gets knocked the fuck out. The rest of the crowd gets a bit less than brave after seeing the first two get handled. Either this was a crowd of pussies or this guy is a god damn ninja. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5-kw1KBU2ps&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5-kw1KBU2ps&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Porn star fight!</span></span><div><br /></div><div>Yep, that's right. One of these chicks, the girl in yellow I believe but don't quote me on that, actually goes on to be a porn star... proving that some porn stars have a good right hook. Actually, I didn't see the right hook. You probably won't either. But you will see a pipe to the dome... </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><object width="464" height="383"><param name="movie" value="http://embed.break.com/MjQ4MzEw"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://embed.break.com/MjQ4MzEw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" width="464" height="383"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="http://view.break.com/248310#TellAFriendhttp://stats.break.com/invoke.txt">EMBED-Bikini Contest Cat Fight</a> - Watch more <a href="http://www.break.com/">free videos</a></span><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-8199830963479842009-05-19T08:55:00.000-07:002009-05-19T08:57:56.581-07:009 Habits That Make You An Asshole<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">1. Not tipping</span></b><br />People who provide good service should always be tipped. Don’t be an asshat. Folks in certain industries depend on that shit. If someone goes out of their way to ensure your happiness, you can come off a few bucks. Non-tippers deserve to be nut-kicked by a concrete boot.<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">2. Not controlling your kids</span></b><br />It seems everywhere I go these days some wild ass little fucktard is running around a public place (stores…theaters…public parks) bothering otherwise decent folks with their monkey-like annoyance while their parents look on helplessly. Red Foreman would not put up with such behavior. We need more guys like Red Foreman in this world.<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">3. Driving slow</span></b><br />No one likes to be stuck behind the guy who has to slow to a turtle-crawl to make a left turn at a stoplight which only stays green for so many seconds. Turning a vehicle is not a complicated task. If your brain can not function in such a timely manner you should not be allowed to drive. Other people would like to make that turn as well. Don’t be a dick.<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">4. Not picking up your trash</span></b><br />We all know at least one guy always leaves a little piece of whatever he was doing on your end table or floor after he is gone. There are always trash cans around. Not using a receptacle to rid yourself of trash is just lazy. Like the old owl used to say, “Give a hoot, Throw your fucking trash away!”<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">5. Holding up lines</span></b><br />If there is even one person waiting behind you it is common courtesy to do what the fuck you came to do and move on. No one has time to wait on a person who has had ample opportunity to decide what they wanted before they got to the counter. Holding up other folks makes you a dredge on society’s functionality. Please think about this thoroughly the next time you plan on taking fifteen minutes in the express lane learning to write a check for a 7$ purchase.<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">6. Not yielding for pedestrians</span></b><br />In case you were wondering… yes, the phrase “the pedestrian always has the right of away” is meant to be taken literally. It is not going to kill you to observe the rules of the road and wait a few seconds for an old lady to finish crossing the street before you attempt to run her down. Decent folks who do not see the need to drive everywhere should not be at risk of their lives every time they enter the realm of the crosswalk because some idiot soccer mom bought an SUV and absolutely can’t be arsed to spare ten seconds of her day to let some kid cross the damn street.<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">7. Asking stupid questions in public</span></b><br />If you are going to be a dumb-ass, please do so in the privacy of your own home. Regaling others with the scope of your stupidity in such places as a fast food lunch counter or the local supermarket checkout line does not make you cool. Asking such things as “How late are you open?” when there is a clear-as-day sign on the door as you walk in lacks common sense. While it may be true that ignorance is bliss, it is exactly the opposite for those who are forced to witness it. <br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">8. Arguing with your girl in public </span></b><br />Not a single person in this world cares the least little bit about your relationship problems. Whenever I see some asshole and his significant other acting like children in front of total strangers the first thought that comes to my mind is the need to bring back the old tar and feathering punishment. There are reasons you have your own home. One of them is so other people aren’t bothered with your failed love life. <br /><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">9. Thinking you are too cool for the rest of society</span></b><br />Everyone hates the type of people who walk around with sticks stuck up their asses. Old Chuck was right when he said we are all part of the same shit heap. In essence we are all just animals roaming this earth. In a perfect world everyone would be treated with equal consequences and respect by everyone else. This planet would be such a nicer place to live if everyone could follow that simple rule.</span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-20403230488465418622009-05-17T22:58:00.000-07:002009-05-18T09:37:16.886-07:009 Ways to Die Like A Man<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">1. Down Mexico way… in a hail of bullets!</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">After a long chase and a few bank robberies while the federales have got you surrounded. Most guys would throw their hands in the air and go away peacefully. Guys like Johnny Cash kick everyones ass and have to die of old age. <br /><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">2. Tortured to death by spies while not giving up any information</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Especially chick spies who are hot. However, if you get caught by chick spies that are hot, you're a pussy. Sean Connery would fucking smack down a chick spy, even a hot one. When I say 'smack down' I mean punch dead in the nose and knock the fuck out cold.<br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">3. Being thrown off a high structure with your arch enemy in tow</span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The trick here is when you get the slightest feeling you are going to fall spear the guy you're fighting right into oblivion. Before you do it, say something cool and awesome like "Come fly away with me", but not in a gay way. Remember, if you screw up the cool last words you're not dying like a man, you're going out like a stuttering fool.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">4. On a pirate ship fighting a storm</span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Only pussies use lifeboats. Real men fight the sea even if it kills them. During the storm, you have to swing your arms and yell at the sky while cursing God, Poseidon, The Keebler Elves, me for writing this article, Forrest Gump, your 4th grade teacher, hookers, Richard Nixon, and anyone else you can think of. If you make it through and go back out to find another storm, You're not just dying like a man, you're dying like an awesome fucking rough bastard. <br /><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">5. Alone on a far away planet, with a bomb that was meant for Earth</span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">It is inevitable that one day aliens will show up with a big ass bomb and try to blow up Earth because they are jealous of our freedom. Somebody is going to have to steal that bomb and deliver it back to the outsider scum, sacrificing his life with a cool smirk on his face. The whole process will involve drawing short straws against long ones and then making Bruce Willis do it anyways. <br /></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">6. While having a threesome</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">If you are going to go out… it might as well be at the top. Or on the bottom. Or in the Middle. Or on the side with your leg bent just off the bed. Just make sure it doesn't happen with two ugly, fat chicks. Getting crushed to death by Rhinos is manly only if the rhinos are real and not just rhino sized chicks who will not call an ambulance but just eat all your foodz and dump your body in the river. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br />7. By an assassins bullet after a great speech</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br />If your last thought is "Damn, that was a good speech, but I do regret not wearing that bullet proof vest that is sitting on my nightstand..." then your death was a good one. If your revolution is successful, people will put your face on t-shirts for all of time. If not, enjoy the Hitler section of the history books.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">8. Killed after running through the evil king or general with your sword</span></span><br /></div></span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Like BraveHeart did. Oh... wait, he didn't. But he tried. The Patriot did it. This is a lesson in life. Sometimes Mel Gibson wins, sometimes he loses. Sometimes he makes gay ass movies and other times he makes the most awesome shit you will ever see in your life. Mel's movies always deserve a chance. <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><b><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">9. Defending your land from invading foreigners</span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Especially if there are only 300 of you and a million Persian cowards. This doesn't count if you are Arab because you aren't really defending 'your' land. You are defending land that the greedy Jews will just steal from you someday and turn into coffee shops and that charge outrageous prices for a product that should cost a quarter and be bottomless all god damn night.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div></b><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></span></div></div></div></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-63698689541850706482009-05-17T00:26:00.000-07:002009-05-17T00:29:18.570-07:009 Ways To Get Revenge On Your Enemies<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">1. Screw his wife</span></b></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>This works best if you do it in full view of the entire internet. I mean… it works either way, but it’s a better dish if served up over a few entertainment websites. Give the video a “300” theme: make her call you “Leonidas” and scream “FOR SPARTA!” as you get down. Can you say epic?<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">2. Piss on his toothbrush</span></b><br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; ">Dress up like a maintenance worker, Bruce Lee your way into his bathroom, and let loose a steady stream of cheap, regurgitated beer onto the head of his favorite tooth cleaner. Then take a shit in his toilet and don’t flush. He will believe the unflushed dump was your plan and won’t give a second thought to what else you may have done. Sweet success…<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">3. Slay him in combat</span></b><br /><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; ">When all else fails, you can always go back to the old school. Gather your sword and shield and look for the offending party on the battlefield! If you can’t find a battlefield a parking lot will do. If no parking lots are available an isle at the local grocery store will do. Since broadswords aren’t allowed in most places of commerce, you will have to use a zucchini instead. Have you ever seen a man beat to death with a zucchini? It is fucking hilarious…<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">4. Chase him with a dead mouse</span></b><br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; ">Although they never let on, most arch-enemies are deathly afraid of dead rodents. Follow yours into a public place and jump out from behind a tree without warning. Scream “DEAD MOUSE!” and wave the deceased marsupial through the air like a French white sheet before a battle while running wildly towards your target. He will instinctively run and everyone within earshot will know he is really a woman who is scared of a tiny, harmless mouse.<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">5. Drink his last beer</span></b></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>Infiltrating a man’s fridge is never an easy task; it could very well be guarded by hungry dogs and sleeping dragons. The last can of cold brew will definitely be booby trapped. It will take an effort of Indiana Jones proportions to procure such a treasure. Drinking it, however, quenches the thirst for vengeance with cold purity. When done, replace the empty bottle after leaving a post-it note with your name stuck to the label. Bonus points: pee in the empty bottle and leave the note on the backside of the label.<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">6. Reformat his hard drive</span></b></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>Nothing hurts a man more than losing all of his porn. Take away his music collection in the process and you have achieved nothing less than a devastating attack, possibly even a killing blow. It takes two seconds to go to Start-Run, type “format c:” into the blank prompt, and hit “enter”. To undo such an act takes technical miracles. If, while involved in such an act, you hear a deep voice say “Fatality” out of nowhere, buy yourself some ice cream. You win.<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">7. Eat food that he was saving</span></span><br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; ">When a man is looking forward to eating something and it disappears… well, let’s just say some things make getting kicked in the balls seem not so bad. Make sure the empty container is left in your wake so that he suspects nothing at first. Upon opening the package, his screams of pain will be able to be heard for at least a ten mile radius. <br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">8. Infest his lair with termites</span></span><br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; ">Unassuming little bugs who eat peoples houses are the ultimate tool of revenge. With the right placement, and given enough time to work unnoticed, an assholes tool shed can be rendered useless. He will then be forced to work on shit in his driveway and all shall see him sawing wood for a new hideout in shame. Bonus if the driveway is all that is left of his house as well…<br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">9. Kick him in the balls</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"><br /></span>Remember, way back in reason 7, when I said some things make a kick in the balls seem not so bad? That was a dirty fucking lie. It is, however, a very nearly forbidden move for any man to pull off on another. It should be reserved only for guys who have killed your family or burned your village and those dirty dirty spammers from Nigeria. Actually, the entire country of Nigeria deserves a collective kick in the balls. Bastards.<br /></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com65tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-38435400083141378082009-05-16T23:21:00.001-07:002009-05-17T13:17:31.441-07:006 Awesome Ways Humanity Could End But Probably Won't<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Velociraptor zombies:</span></span><div><br /></div><div>Imagine if the night of the living dead took place right outside of jurassic park. Scenario: One of the mindless zombies wanders into a pack of velociraptors and gets torn to shreds. The raptors start to bite their buddies. 20 minutes later... we are all fucked.</div><div><br /></div><div>Raptors are seriously pretty bad ass on their own. Add the undead quality and insatiable appetite for brains to their razor sharp claws and lighting quickness and what you are left with is something that would make even the great Leonidas himself run away crying like an alter boy from the Vatican date night. </div><div><br /></div><div>Roaming packs of velociprator zombies would seriously effect the balance of humans to velociraptor zombies on this planet. Those who aren't decimated in the first wave of attacks would definitely end up dying of "I-shit-my-pants-so-bad-I-keeled-over-dead". Trust me, the latter is NOT the best way to go.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Only Solution:</span> Super awesome raptor-zombie killing laser guns</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Vampire Sharks with wings</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Dracula gets stuck at sea and tries to bite a shark, who then proceeds to own his undead ass and drain all the demon blood from his body. Him and his buddies proceed to bite each other... then, evolution shows up and gives the shark reptiles wings.</div><div><br /></div><div>There are only two things that can kill a vampire: sun and a stake to the heart. The thickness of the sharks skin rules out the sun. It also nearly rules out anyone thinking they are bad ass enough to try the stake to the heart thing. If any amongst us did pull out enough balls to try such a thing, well... we would remember him well. Or as a dumb ass. Most likely the latter. </div><div><br /></div><div>Most of us would rather drink Drano than deal with one of these flying torpedos of blood sucking hatred. You might be safe if you live in a desert far far away from the sea, at least until evolution figures that one out too.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Solution:</span> Super-smart flying super-sharp treetrunk missiles</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Super Sized Tarantula Navy SEALS</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Let's just say the government was experimenting with training tarantulas to infultrate terrorist hideouts and kill everyone inside. One day a drunk scientist spills a vial of supersize serum on the latest graduating class of the SEAL school for spider soldiers. Then they drink some angry juice. Then... it is on like Donkey Kong.</div><div><br /></div><div>Large tarantulas are bad enough as it is, give them the training to take out a battalion of soldiers between four of them... oh ya, and the angry juice... and we are pretty much up shit creek with toothpicks for paddles. The worst part is: you won't even know your dead until the large spider straw already has half your guts sucked out. Oh, and because of the angry juice, they will probably berate you the entire time.</div><div><br /></div><div>Of course, those of us who happen to have large vats of spider spray in our backyards might be safe... if we can catch them without their gas masks. However, considering the logistics of such a thing, any laymen can tell you were pretty much ass-raped on that plan. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Solution:</span> Chainsaws... lots of chainsaws</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Rogue Pirate Gigantosaurus Ninjas</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Don't even ask me how these would come about. The effects, however, of large teeth filed killing machines showing up at port, raping women, stealing all the gold, eating everything in sight, and doing it so quietly that no one ever knew what happened, would be, well... since all of us are dead and none of us knew what happened, pretty much nil. At least there wold be nothing for us to discuss...</div><div><br /></div><div>Those of us lucky enough to get caught in the first wave will get the added bonus of not having to know what's coming. The ones who do know what's coming will still be pretty much in the dark due to the fact these things are not only killer dinosaurs and righteous pirates, but also ninjas who leave no trace. Im sure, however, there would be video on YouTube. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Solution:</span> A big fat joint and tall building to jump off <br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Terminator Nanobots</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>At first it would be a source of great hilarity... these tiny little robots telling us "Give me your clothes". The jokes would end however, when one of the little bastards got in through your ear and started pulling brain stems from spinal cords like it was their job.</div><div><br /></div><div>Soon they would master the use of thumbtacks and small, rusty nails. Every time you stomp on one he would slither his way into your blood stream and not only eat your cancer, but every other piece of protein based meat in your body (Read: all). Christian Bale could yell at them all day long, questioning their professionalism and threatening to get them fired from the set. Alas, that shit only works on key grips and drunken sailors.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Solution:</span> Not Christian Bale, that's for sure</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">12/21/12: Google becomes self-aware</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>I know what you're thinking... "How can Google be worse than Velocirapter Zombies?" Well, First velociraptor zombies don't know everything about you. Your purchases, the news sites you like, your sick porn search history... By 2012, every single man, woman, and child on earth will be in Google's database, unless they are poor and don't matter anyways.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ask yourself this: What would you do if Google demanded your allegiance? Switch to Yahoo? That isn't even an option. You would cry like a politician without pork and kill whomever it told you to in order to get those sweet, sweet search results. It's like crack man. Nuclear codes would be freely given (As if they don't have those already) and all who don't have a Gmail account will be forsaken. How many times do you hit Google a day? Nuff said.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Solution:</span> Nothing, bow to the Google God! </div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com110tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-10460309690808053862009-05-14T18:56:00.000-07:002009-05-14T19:51:44.846-07:00The Hottest Peppers/Non-Peppers In The World<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">The Ghost Chili</span><div><br /></div><div>Also known as the Ghost Pepper, King Cobra Chili, the Poison Chili Pepper, and it's native name "Buht Jolokia" (lol 'buht'), this chili is regarded by the Guinness Book Of World Records as the hottest fucking plant on this planet. To give you an idea of how hot this fucker really is, it has a rating of over 1 million on the 'Scoville Scale'. A Habanero ranks up to 350,000. It will indeed burn your ass on the way out. However...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Blairs 16 Million Reserve</span></div><div><br /></div><div>If you think the Ghost Chili is hot, check this shit out. The name, '16 Million Reserve' is not just a marketing tool. It ranks fucking 16 million on the Scoville Scale. It comes in a vial of 1 ml and you have to sign a release just to buy it, stating if you die it is your own fault. Yes, you could die. It is not even a 'hot sauce', it is a chemical compound. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Blairs 6 AM</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Another product from Blairs, which also retains a 16 million on the old ScoScale, this product comes with a warning: 'Avoid any and all skin contact!' That means you don't have to actually eat it for it to fuck you up... you just have to touch it. Or convince someone else to touch it for lulz. </div><div><br /></div><div>You may be looking at the above paragraphs and thinking "That ain't shit, I can handle it!" Imagine spraying police strength pepper spray on your tongue. Sound painful? It really isn't, seeing as how that stuff only ranks 5.5 on the above mentioned scale. In other words, the homegrown pepper will only fuck you up half as bad, but the Blairs... let's just say it is more than double the pain you would receive mouthing off to the Toronto Police department during a peace protest.</div><div><br /></div><div>For something more along the lines of good hot wings, you would be better off staying away from everything I have already mentioned. Far, far away. Your best bet in that catagory is going with something like "Dave's Insanity". It is up to around 180,000 on the heat scale. Throw a couple of drops in a gallon of wing sauce (READ: 2 drops, NO MORE) and watch your friends writhe on the floor in pain at the next sporting event you host. </div><div><br /></div><div>A couple of years ago I had a drop of Dave's on the end of a toothpick. Remember, this is only a fraction of the Blairs and 18/100's of the Ghost Chili. Let's just say, for the entire next morning, I was butthurt. You know... to hell with the text descriptions. Let's take a look at what eating a hot pepper can do to you with visuals...</div><div><br /></div><div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AXuFuN5KPbw&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AXuFuN5KPbw&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-NNzI3RTZ7I&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-NNzI3RTZ7I&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Much lulz to be had there. Anyways, remember this; what those guys just ate was only 1/16 the power of the Chemical Compounds listed second and third respectively. 1/16. That is the difference between being punched in the face by a cancer patient and Mike Tyson's meaner older brother who has a penchant for brass knuckles. </div><div><br /></div><div>Until next time, STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM BLAIRS 16 MILLION PRODUCTS. If you do happen to think you're a bad ass though, please send me the video.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-22140352185174074112009-05-13T17:08:00.000-07:002009-05-13T19:30:02.076-07:009 Ways Sarah Palin Would Have Embarrassed Us Had McCain Been Elected<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">1. Called a press conference to denounce Canada</span></span><div><br /></div><div>Late one night in early January, after ordering Canadian bacon and receiving 'ham', an outraged Vice-President Palin calls a press conference to denounce anything Canadian. When informed that hockey, her kids favorite sport that none of them plays, was indeed Canada's national pastime, she had this to say; "..."</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">2. Her husband embarrassed all men</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>All real men paused from chopping wood and facepalmed today when Mrs. Palin's husband, what's-his-name, took five across the eyes for having an opinion in front of his wife earlier today. When asked for a comment, White House spokesman Rush Limbaugh held his tongue lest he be the next victim of the SarahSlap Express...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">3. Tried to drive to Puerto Rico</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Awkward silence reigned early this afternoon as the Vice-Presidential motorcade halted in South Florida and embarrassingly had to turn around after finding out that Puerto Rico was actually farther from the coastline than the three inches shown on the map. An unflinching Sarah Palin just shrugged and demanded the driver take her to Guatemala instead, since they were in the neighborhood...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">4. Tried to vote in the Senate</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Former Presidential candidate, Senator Barrack Obama, in a long speech, explained to Vice-President Palin late last week that she actually couldn't vote on anything in the senate. Her insistence that she was the 'leader' and he should just 'Respect her athoriti!' fell on deaf ears as the other senators were too busy laughing at Joe Biden's behind-the-podium mocking of all parties involved. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">5. Had daughter's baby's daddy fired from being American</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>In a bold move this morning, the guy who knocked up the Vice-President's daughter was given his walking papers and a job mowing lawns in Siberia. When asked for a comment, the VP's daughter immediately slept with the first reporter who asked and is now pregnant by some blogger in Pennsylvania.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">6. Declared war on teh interwebz</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>The internet collective laughed out loud for real last Thursday when Sarah 'a pig can wear lipstick' Palin declared war and sent troops to 'the tubez'. Military leaders, while baffled at the decision, armed themselves with keyboards and got ready for battle. "We will fight them, I guess in the forums?" a random General, who refused to be named, was heard to say... </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">7. Spent the stimulus money on dresses</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Reports that the much awaited stimulus package set to be sent to taxpayers was spent on 'dresses and other pretty stuff' outraged reporters and the public alike early this weekend. Fox news, however, complimented the Vice-President on her choices of accessories in a special report Sunday night. While Tom Brokaw asked "What the fuck shit fuck shit?", Fox Reporter Sean Hannity chastised viewers for being poor.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">8. Mistaked China for Japan, condemned all Nintendo products as 'Communist'</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>In a move that shocked and confused little kids and adults alike, Vice-President Sarah Palin outlawed all sales of the popular Nintendo Wii a few hours ago, commenting that 'those commies will no longer be allowed to pedal their wares to our young children!" When told that Japan was not a communist country and... 'um... wtf?', she promptly responded by citing John McCains war record and saying the words 'hockey mom' 15 times before the news reporters just decided 'fuck it, I'm going home." </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">9. New email address: vicepresident@yahoo.com</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><div>Armed with a new password question that she swore no one would ever guess, VP Palin opened up her new free account last Tuesday and began sending notices to all her MySpace friends. Three hours later, her entire contact list was sent pictures of herpes infected penises. A 16 year old from Omaha was arrested Wednesday morning and sent to GITMO pending charges of 'Using Wikipedia for acts of terrorism'. </div><div><br /></div></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-22887487428723416172009-05-12T17:00:00.001-07:002009-05-12T17:37:43.818-07:009 Differences Between Imageboards and Real Life<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">1. Women usually GTFO b4 tits</span></span><div><br /></div><div>Though not always, a woman is most likely to walk away before she shows you her breasts when given the two options by a random stranger after trying to add her input to the conversation. The 1% of the time she does choose option A, you are usually left asking yourself if the tits were worth her blabbering opinion anyways... Protip: the answer is always 'no'.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">2. Encouraging suicide is not acceptable</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Most times when you see a guy about to jump from a building or ready to take a dive off a bridge, the normal response is "It's not worth it man!", not "DO IT FAG!" Like number one, however, there are exceptions. Enron execs, Emos, and girls who gave you crabs are all fair game. In those instances, a subtle little push is not out of the question...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">3. Cats are boring creatures</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Without the funny captions, cats just sit around, shit, and eat foodz. Dogs are much funner to be around. They show appreciation, like to play, and will bite the shit out of anyone trying to fuck with you or steal your shit. In the latter case, a cat will just sit around, whore for attention, and maybe even help the thieves load the truck...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">4. We don't show up at people's funerals just to point and laugh</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>If funerals were held on the internet, imageboards would be all over it. Myspace and Facebook pages are fair game though. And 99% of the time the assholes deserve it, dead or not. For some of these fucks, if it did happen in real life it would be great justice. Too bad none of us are members of the Westboro Baptist Church...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">5. Pools are hardly ever closed</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Whereas in some places, it is always closed. It is always because of teh AIDS. For a reason I will not state here, AIDS seems to always affect the pool. This rule, however, happens to have an exception as well. Let's all have a laugh as we watch this (surpise!) Fox news report about pools and the closing thereof...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JQGQYx84iPM&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JQGQYx84iPM&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">6. When a girls disses you, your friends will help you get revenge</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Another protip: you have no friends on Imageboards. Make an ill-advised personal army request and just see what happens. You may end up needing new curtains, having to buy a dog, and telling the whole thing to (suprise again!) Fox news. You're better off just posting that bitches name and number on Craigslist with the caption "Free Pussy Tonight" and just knowing the lulz will happen. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">7. There are girls in real life</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>It's true! They are not just a rumor. You can find them in places like shopping malls and tanning salons. "But zero, what's a 'tanning salon'?" Come on dude, don't bother me with trivial questions. It is a place where cows go to get their hides branded with the name of the cowboy who owns them. What women are doing there, I have no idea. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">8. Most people can be proud of the places they visit</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Rules 1 and 2. Don't give me that "Only applies to raids, fag" shit either. If you think putting the name of an imageboard on a t-shirt and wearing it in public makes you cool you are sadly mistaken. The only possible outcome, other than someone kicking your ass like you deserve, is we find a pic, point, laugh, and tell you to GTFO. You don't have to say it for people to know what you mean...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">9. You will not disappear simply by saying a name</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Candleja...</div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-63866104109084906892009-05-10T15:01:00.000-07:002009-05-10T17:12:07.212-07:00Why We Laugh When People Get Hurt<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Old man fight</span></span></div><div><br /></div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X7hX6PYi-Nk&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X7hX6PYi-Nk&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><div><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Guy hit with bat</span></span></div><div><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PwGDQyyum-4&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PwGDQyyum-4&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Alien wake-up prank goes bad</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gWqI0U3pBdA&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gWqI0U3pBdA&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Guy Gets kicked in balls</span></span></div><div><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YsUfw7khaNI&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YsUfw7khaNI&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Those are some funny videos. No one can deny that. Some of them you may have seen before, some not. Doesn't matter. If you don't laugh at the point of impact, then you do once you see the guy writhing in pain. As long as he is not dead or paralyzed, we laugh. Sometimes, we even laugh then. But why?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">As it turns out, we aren't all just rotten fuckers who derive pleasure from the misfortune of others. Or, actually, we are. But it is not our fault. It is the way our brain functions.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Science even has a term for it. "Schadenfreude" It is a German word that I swear doesn't mean "haha jew roast!" Instead, it has something to do with 'enjoying the trivial suffering of others'. Apparently, the Germans aren't the only ones to have a word for it. Just about every single language humans speak has a term to describe what we on the internet refer to as 'lol pwnzd'. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">So why doesn't your girlfriend laugh when you get drunk and kick her brother in the balls? Not surprisingly, it is a decidedly male trait. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Our brains have what is called an 'empathy center'. During several studies, scientists have found that this section, which some of those very same scientists believe is in the parietal cortex part of the brain, lights up during certain sets of circumstances. The studies have found that this part of the brain lights up when we see what we perceive as 'bad' people get hurt. However, in men, and not women, it also lights up when we see anyone get hurt, regardless of whether they are bad, good, or some dude we don't even know.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">It may also have something to do with envy as well. Those very same studies, that I keep quoting but won't link to because you have Google you fuckers, show that there might very well be a correlation between the misfortune that we have suffered ourselves and just wanting to see others go through it too. Especially when we subconsciencly see those people as more successful than we are. In other words, screw those guys for having more money/better cars/hotter girlfriends than we do, let them get kicked in the balls for our amusement. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">This makes sense. I mean, how many of us laugh when a homeless man takes a unprovoked shot from a rich pompous bastard? Not many, most of us wish the ill will on the perpetrator, seeing as how we don't see the homeless man as having something we wish we did. Unless we see ourselves as worse off than the homeless man, and in that case it is damn funny. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">This also explains why we don't like to see animals get hurt, but a human doesn't bother us. We see animals as innocent creatures undeserving of spontaneous violence. Humans, however, as we explained earlier, are by nature rotten bastards who deserve everything they get. Unless... of course, they are less well off than we are. At least the male ones anyways.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">To sum this all up in one simple sentence: We laugh because that is how evolution made us.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div></div></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-29026043531939550132009-05-10T09:46:00.001-07:002009-05-10T10:36:54.178-07:00Websites All Pirates Should Bookmark<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://thepiratebay.org/">The Pirate Bay</a></span></span><div><br /></div><div>Of course. Since the murder of Torrentspy, this has been the top dog of all torrent sites. However, lately they have been close to suffering the same fate. With the owners facing a vacation in the big house, now is the time to get what you can and get the fuck out. All good things come to an end and all good torrent sites eventually get shut down. Lucky for us there will always be someone to take their place. Like your mom did with the town slut back in the early eighties.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.watch-movies-links.net/">Watch Movies Online</a></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Probably one of the best search engines for streaming sites anywhere, ever. If it is out there, these guys know about it and have it cataloged and voted on. They have a pretty active community and usually more than one source for the movies listed. Protip: avoid Megaupload links. You can only watch about 45 minutes before they try to make you pay. Just like your mom.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.joox.net"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Joox</span></span></a></div><div><br /></div><div>A smaller site that I'm surprised not many people know about. Just about every movie that passes through the internet hits the front page for at least two or three days. As a bonus, download links are usually faster than your mom after two drinks of gin. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.ovguide.com/movies-tv.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">OVguide.com</span></span></a></div><div><br /></div><div>You can not find movies on this site, but you can find links to just about every site in the universe that you can find movies on. When looking for a movie, I like to use this as a starting point. Kind of like your mom when I'm looking for a hooker.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://www.google.com">Google Video</a></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>I'm often shocked at the amount of people who have no idea how rampant piracy runs on the world's greatest search engine. If you know what your looking for you can find some real gems with a simple search. Surprisingly, Google doesn't moderate for piracy as much as some of the smaller sites. I don't think they are too worried about getting sued. Unlike your mom after the great ought-six outbreak of herpes...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://divxmoviez4u.blogspot.com/">DivxMovies4u</a></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>I know, the name sounds like a Thai hooker is trying to sell you divx movies, but this site has a pretty good selection. (The mom jokes were getting lame so I threw some racism in there to throw you off) The layout of the site is pretty good and the list of movies is sweet, sweet, scrolling goodness. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://icefilms.info/">Icefilms</a></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>While it does look like every other streaming site on the net, it does something that the others don't. It automatically removes dead links. This means you don't get all frustrated when you see a link to an old aliens flick you have been wanting to see for years and the god damn thing doesn't work, sending you into a whore slapping rage that your mom will never forgive you for.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://www.ninjavideo.net/index.php">Ninjavideo</a></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Screw this site and the bitch who runs it. Nothing ever fucking works. Know what it is and steer your pirate ship elsewhere.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://www.frostwire.com/">Frostwire</a></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>This isn't a site, but a free pro version of Limewire available to the masses. Not that you couldn't just get the free version of Limewire and download the pro version from that, but you get the idea. It just makes life a little easier. Kind of like the credit card swiper down the back of your moms ass.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Thats the list. Hope you found something new. If you are left saying 'meh, I have already heard of all those...', well... fuck you, you ungrateful shit. I hope you get raped ect. Or you can be helpful and leave your favorite sites in a comment. </div><div><br /></div><div>Bonus for reading: Link to new Star Trek Film:</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.watch-movies-links.net/movies/star_trek/#">Watch Full</a> <br /></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-17152553842626788002009-05-09T16:50:00.000-07:002009-05-09T18:03:58.092-07:009 Reasons I Hate Chuck Norris<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">1. His internet fanboys</span></span><br /><br />You know who I am talking about. Every now and then I will be in a chat room, minding my own business, trying to talk football or lolcats or naked breasts with a fellow interwebz dweller and some asshat will show up and be all like "Chuck Norris kicks your asses!" Chuck Norris is so old he cant even get out of bed anymore. You faggots need to go back to your "I heart teh 80's" irc fapfests and leave the rest of us to our sick porn and jokes that are actually funny.<br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">2. Those fucking infomercials</span></span><br /><br />How many times do they have to play before we all get 'perfect abs'? The answer is: more than any of us can ever stand. The Bowflex is a piece of shit machine made of two dollar rubber bands that totally unsuccesfully tries to steal the thunder of a bow and arrow. Whenever you have to steal the thunder of the oldest projectile weapon known to man, save throwing a rock at your enemy, you are reaching too far.<br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">3. His acting</span></span><br /><br />Chuck Norris played Chuck Norris in every movie he ever made. Granted, so does, Bruce Willis, but Bruce Willis is at least believable when his wife leaves him, his kids hate him, and terrorists die. There is a reason old Chuck has skipped every awards fest ever known to show business: he wasn't invited.<br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">4. Worst. Internet. Meme. Ever.</span></span><br /><br />As a collective, we have seen some pretty bad internet memes. I'm looking at you, THEBESTTHEBESTTHEBEST ECT. But even the most annoying of repeated phrases is 9000 times more tolerable than some gayboy prick acting like he is the king of the internet because he thinks sucking Chuck's e-penis makes him any cooler of an asshole than any of the rest of us. You can replace 'Chuck Norris' with 'Maddox' and the same rings true.<br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">5. His beard isn't even awesome</span></span><br /><br />Awesome man-beards have shown up throughout history. Abe Lincoln, William Riker, Sean Connery... notice how none of these belong to anyone who ever made a movie titled 'Missing in Action 9 1/2: Still cashing in on the Rambo craze 20 years later". It is a little known fact that Chuck's beard is nothing more than the embaressed chest hair that Bruce Lee ripped off in that movie so many years ago, too scared to ever show its face anywhere Bruce's hand once was.<br /><br /><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">6. He doesn't smoke cigarettes</span></span><br /><br />Every bad ass in the history of the world has smoked cigarettes. The one exception is Bruce Lee, and that is only because he didn't smoke cigarettes, cigrettes smoked him. Do you see what I'm saying by how frickin lame those jokes are? They work like smoking crack out of a Pepsi bottle. They don't. How do I know that doesn't work? Let's just say college was a crazy time...<br /><br /><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">7. Name one movie he was in that didn't suck</span></span><br /><br />Go ahead, we will all wait here while you frantically check IMDB. Ten minutes later, when you come back full of fail, we will all point and laugh while only slightly mentioning the fact that every movie Brad Pitt has made to date has been better than your mom's tits with a dollar in her g-string. It's cool, don't worry; we won't judge. We all had to do things we aren't proud of to pay for ramen at one point in life...<br /><br /></div><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">8. Chuck can't read</span></span><br /><br />Why do you think I am writing this without fear of retribution? Have you ever seen 'The Best Damn Sports Show Period'? Did you see him try to read some of the Chuck Norris Facts? Not since Katie Couric made Sarah Palin eat shit has someone struggled so hard not to piss themselves in public. "Nay!" you say? lol, YouTube embed...<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dCY_Bp_emJw&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dCY_Bp_emJw&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">9. Chuck Norris has never won a word title in anything</span></span><br /><br />Brock Lesnor, Eli Manning, Buster Douglas... what do all these guys have in common? They have all won a world title in something. Buster Douglas for fuck's sake. Any time you claim to be a bad ass and Buster Douglas is on a list that you are not, even Epic Fail Guy himself feels bad for you. Me, I just take a shit. I don't feel bad for anyone, I just take shits. </div></div>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-47833629140891481672009-05-08T16:13:00.001-07:002009-05-08T18:46:13.597-07:00The Truth Behind the Death of Hunter S ThompsonIt was a dark and stormy night. Not really, it was actually a pretty nice day outside. The common misconception that nothing bad ever happens unless it is raining was about to be shattered, completely, totally, and utterly, by a single gunshot.<br /><br />It was the day the greatest sportswriter of our time, and the most revered Gonzo journalist ever, Doctor Hunter S Thompson, was about to make his final curtain call.<br /><br />The official story is suicide. He finally got sick of all the bullshit and put one last wild shot in the apex of his creativity. However, after late-night meetings with gin drunk ex-interns and back alley encounters with shifty-eyed go-betweens, I have uncovered the true story behind the good doctor's demise.<br /><br />Old Hunter was on the verge of breaking the biggest story of his long and illustrious career. He had uncovered what is possibly the largest conspiracy known to man. It involved the most powerful people in the world and would take down the entire infrastructure of our society as we know it today.<br /><br />It was all in his notebook... a notebook I have right here in front of me as I type these very words...<br /><br />It starts with GW Bush, then president of the United States. In early 2000, he had a secret meeting with certain powerful figures... with the express intention to completely and totally control the events of the next 16 years.<br /><br />Attending that meeting was Rupert Murdoch, Bill Gates, Dick Cheney, George Lucas, Michael Moore, Osama Bin Laden, General George Washington's wooden teeth, Abe Lincolns beard, the Olsen twins, Hillary Clinton's disgruntled ex-maid, and a young senator from Illinois going by the name of Barack Obama.<br /><br />I know what your thinking. "God damn you, zero, for sucking me into another one of your bullshit tirades blah blah blah I hope you get raped by a horse!" Yeah, yeah, I have heard it all before. Suspend your disbelief and read on.<br /><br />It was shortly after that meeting that the good Doctor was approached by several members of the New England Patriots offensive line, angered over the planned Super Bowl loss in 2008 to then snot nosed junior high punk Eli Manning. From there, he put together the pieces of the most sinister plot ever heard of, seen, or witnessed by hordes and gaggles of slackjawed yokels ever known in the history of man. <br /><br />GW Bush was actually the alien Xenu, famed Scientology villain and Tom Cruise's arch-nemesis, disguised as a Texan. He would go to war with Iraq not for oil as some would believe, but to avenge the death of his alien brethren Jesus Christ, who was also a Jew. We all know Arabs hate Jews. This is also why Germany had such a rough time accepting old GW. After all these years the old genetic Juden radars still work.<br /><br />Bill Gates was to ruin the entire internet with Windows ME, by making it crash every 5 minutes. This part of the plan was almost ruined when Ubuntu hit the scene, but since people are generally sheep and follow the latest trends like like lemmings jumping into the sea, he still had a way out. He was able to keep his part of the bargain by releasing Windows XP, which only wouldn't work sometimes. <br /><br />Rupert Murdoch was easily able to make Fox News divert people from the truth with silly stories about 'internet hackers on steroids', while George Lucas had no problem making three Star Wars movies that suck. Michael Moore and Osama Bin Laden almost blew the whole thing when they were caught sleeping together, but that crisis was averted when the chick who caught them, Stephanie Myers, was awarded a lucrative book deal. <br /><br />The Olsen twins of course had nothing to do with anything and were only at the meeting because George Washington's wooden teeth are kind of pedo. Abe Lincoln's beard did it's job perfectly, making us all jealous of its sweet, sweet, curly locks. Hillary Clinton's disgruntled ex-maid? You now know her as Sarah Palin.<br /><br />Which brings us to the charismatic young senator from Illinois. It was he who showed up on Thompson's compound in Colorado that dark and dreary (Actually sunny and bright) fateful day. As the story was about to be broken he saw his future presidential hopes being slowly flushed down the toilet. It was his gun that took the life of the great Doctor Thompson.<br /><br />Yes, I said it, Barack Obama Killed Doctor Hunter S Thompson. And on his way out, he killed Kenny too. That Bastard!<br /><br />While nothing above is in the least bit factual, except I suspect the part about Sarah Palin, it is the way the good doctor would have wanted it. Some internet hack dredging up his death years after the occurrence to get some cheap, quick hits.<br /><br />Here's to you, Doctor Thompson. We will never forget.xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816631.post-3606968518322276572009-05-07T18:33:00.000-07:002009-05-07T20:01:58.770-07:00The 7 Hottest Lesbians<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">1. Angelina Jolie</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Frickin Brad Pitt is the luckiest guy in the world. Well... except the fact that he has to take care of all those kids she adopts, which by last count leaves little time for hot lesbian action. Even two minutes a day would do it though. Hell, I would care for the entire population of homeless Mexican kids for two minutes a day. </div><div><br><a href='http://img26.imageshack.us/my.php?image=angelinajolie1a300x400s.jpg'><img src='http://img26.imageshack.us/img26/9007/angelinajolie1a300x400s.jpg' border='0' alt='Image Hosted by ImageShack.us'/></a><br/></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; ">2. Christina Aguilera</span><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>This hot little vixen has admitted more than once she likes a little girl tongue in her mouth... and I don't mean her own. While her singing sucks and I would rather stab my self in the ears with a dull spoon handle than sit through one of her songs, I would keep my eyes intact. My eyes and my penis, for obvious reasons.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href='http://img9.imageshack.us/my.php?image=christinaaguilerakeepsg.jpg'><img src='http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/1741/christinaaguilerakeepsg.jpg' border='0' alt='Image Hosted by ImageShack.us'/></a><br/><br></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">3. Lindsey Lohan</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Hot? Check. Likes to party? Check. Likes to sex up other chicks? Fucking check! It is not rehab Lindsey needs, like so many of her friends and probation officers publicly exclaim.. nope, it is a camcorder, fast internet connection, and YouTube account... and a spectator, just to make sure it is all real. I nominate my penis.</div><div><br><br><a href='http://img14.imageshack.us/my.php?image=04lindsaylohanknife400a.jpg'><img src='http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/7069/04lindsaylohanknife400a.jpg' border='0' alt='Image Hosted by ImageShack.us'/></a><br/><br></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">4. Nelly Furtado</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>She is like a bird... she will only fly away. But before she does, if we're lucky she will feel up some boobs before she takes off. Recently, she came out and stated she wanted to have her own gay pride parade. I think I speak for the entire internet when I say I will beat the ass of anyone who protests and tries to get in the way of a possible middle-of-the-street make-out session.</div><div><br><a href='http://img26.imageshack.us/my.php?image=nellyfurtado1.jpg'><img src='http://img26.imageshack.us/img26/3925/nellyfurtado1.jpg' border='0' alt='Image Hosted by ImageShack.us'/></a><br/></div><div><br><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">5. Lucy Liu</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>I fricking knew it. When I seen the way she looked at Uma Therman in "Kill Bill 2", all I could think was 'can it be carpet munching tiem nao'? Her admitting to kissing other chicks was the single greatest achievement in the entire history of any Asian culture anywhere, ever. Even better than when Bruce Lee ripped the chest hair from Chuck Norris's very chest.</div><div><br><a href='http://img14.imageshack.us/my.php?image=lucyliuind.jpg'><img src='http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/3843/lucyliuind.jpg' border='0' alt='Image Hosted by ImageShack.us'/></a><br/><br></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">6. Drew Berrymore</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>A while back, the chick who was once the little girl from ET admitted to liking women 'sexually'. By 'sexually' she meant "HELL YEAH I LIKE TO CHUM TUNA!" No wonder she slept with Tom Green. Without the cheesy goatee, he is half chick himself. </div><div><br><a href='http://img19.imageshack.us/my.php?image=drewbarrymorez.jpg'><img src='http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/1558/drewbarrymorez.jpg' border='0' alt='Image Hosted by ImageShack.us'/></a><br/><br></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">7. Michelle Rodriguez</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>This chick looks like she might just kick your ass and steal your girlfriend. Never would taking an ass whuppin be for such a good cause. Take your black eye, shut the fuck up, and realize you just did a great favor for all mankind... but only after you hide outside the window with a video camera and live internet stream...</div><br><a href='http://img14.imageshack.us/my.php?image=micheletql.jpg'><img src='http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/8692/micheletql.jpg' border='0' alt='Image Hosted by ImageShack.us'/></a><br/>xxoozerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616000113344547628noreply@blogger.com134