Clicking around, looking at videos on youtube and stuff, people are so terrifyingly hateful & moronic, makes a body want to shrink into absolute hermit-ism. Some dullard who left a (positive?) comment about one of my videos has a profile that reads:
“IF YOU A NIGGER, SWORDMASTER, OR AMERICAN THEN STAY THE FUCK OFF MY PROFILE I HAVE NO VIDEOS TO WATCH ANYWAY SO FUCK YOU. BLACK CUNTS YOUR ALL DIRTY UNCIVILLISED SCUM BAGS THAT NEED SHOOTING , EVERYONE KNOWS IT AND EVERYONE HATES YOU…”
…And so on. I assume a huge chunk of the segment of people who write mindless garbage like that are 17 year old, testosterone-crazed assholes (I didn’t know the ones from the UK were just as vulgar as the ones here), who theoretically might someday re-awaken the pieces of the brain needed to make one “not-completely-evil”. But still, it’s goddamn depressing.
And what’s it take to qualify as hate speech, anyway? Can’t I report him to some youtube authorities? Or is he just exercising his freedom of stupidity? I see so much more racist shit smeared across this globular web than I ever expected. In fact, it seems to be almost ALL evil white men around here! I’m surrounded by my peers… And you know what? Turns out we’re proud of what we are! We’ve had it with all you oppressive women and minorities! You’ve been keeping our little straight white selves down for too long now, and we’re speaking up! In the most base, vile manner we can conceive! (…I guess I shouldn’t be constantly surprised that in every society the privileged act like assholes [i.e., spray shit all over everybody]. But the thing is, they never repent. They just keep pushing things till they break.) Straight White Lynch Mob
Here’s a new episode of the challenge. Not my finest, perhaps. I ran out of steam after 20 minutes and filled up the rest of the 1/2 hour with other random videos (previously posted on THIS VERY WEBSITE!!) thrown together like a smish n’ smash.
-that Hans told me that the smell of the “Rock Star” beverages I tend to quaff before, during and after production of episodes of The Jubi Show makes him nauseated?? He did!
-the 1st hit you get if you google “blood diamonds” is a website (sponsored by a group representing over 50 diamond industry organizations) assuring concerned consumers that, thanks to the introduction of The Kimberley Process, over 99% of the diamonds being mined in today’s market are not only conflict free, but GOOD for impoverished African countries and their economies??
The facts as your sponsored google sites see them! diamondfacts.org
Mmmm! All the horse shit you can eat!
-a friend who shall remain anonymous for personal privacy reasons requested that I post some photos from superbush.com and shiteaters.com?? He did!!
And I’m all too happy to take requests… BUT!!! I ain’t puttin no poop fetish porn up here, if only because it makes me personally feel ooky! Hell, maybe I’m unjustly bigoted against the poop sex people. Maybe if 1 or more consenting adults enjoy incorporating poop eating/smearing/etc. into their lovemaking, then it’s nobody’s business but their own. Yeah?! Maybe. BUT it is not pleasant for my eyes or brain, so: NO shiteaters today. Sorry everybody.
Superbush on the other hand…
It’s refreshing to at least see some pornography where the women haven’t all succumbed to crotch shaving, yeah? Am I right? Faux-teen-jailbait hairless crotches seem to have become the norm in the world of mainstream porn. ‘Sup with that? I mean, these folk here aren’t even approaching being shockingly hairy, they’re just… regular not-shaved hairy. You go with your pubes of hair, ladies! And just to keep things a little balanced, here’s some some gross hairy man genitals, too. Enjoy?…
Sorry, interweb lovers, I haven’t posted in, um, like a WEEK! You’ve had NOTHING to look at on your computer net screens for day after sad, sad day! Well, it’s been some busy times for me, OK? Sheez! Give us a slack! Friends in town and all that stuff — you know how it goes! Boy we sure have some fun times and everything though, don’t we? We sure have some fun times…
The Mighty Beginas played a show at the IMU last night. I was at it, it was pretty cool I guess. If you’re into that kind of thing. Which I AM!!! Except they played a whole bunch of their worstest newestest stuff. And the sound was so-so. And they didn’t seem as tight as sometimes. BUT, Linnell was in a good mood, which was kind of the most exciting thing of all. When does Linnell ever look happy on stage? Yeah! (ALSO, we snuck around before the show and got to hear and peek at some sound checking, ALSO, we saw Linnell walking around out in public like a regular person before the show and long-distance followed him and at one point he totally looked at us and smiled but I got scared and looked away.)
Here’s some bootlegged footage an Anonymous Source supplied me with.
Birdhouse In Your Soul
(Note how you can’t really hear the double guitar solo at all. What’s up with that?)
A fun and fun rendition of that fun song! Sadly, for legal reasons, I am not allowed to air the portion of the song that reveals the full role played by one Mr. “Merv Griffin”. “Merv”. “Griffin”.
I get so much spam sent to this website now. Is it because the last post title was “Fuck”? Is that what caught your robot eye? Go away, robutt, nobody likes you, you are disgusting!
This morning: took the bus downtown, walked to work from there. On the way: Burlington the Busy Street. Me? I pushed the walk button, and waited for the lights to change.
Change they did! Took a little while, but it was well worth the wait. Why I declare, there must have been at least 15-20 people their cars, bunched up at the stoplight, all of them waiting for little old me! No other pedestrians around, no other cars competing for right of way, just a bunch of idling automobiles, and ME — crossing the street nice and leisurely-like (in the 15 seconds or whatever Burlington gives you). What a head trip! All those folks, mildly inconvenienced purely for my benefit. Seconds of their lives they’ll never get back. Good times.
Sorry to anybody who was in a legitimate hurry, I hope you didn’t get in dutch. Life’s a cruel maestro sometimes.