Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net
Same shit getting worse by the minute, same stupid talking heads blabbering about it. I don't even know why I bother.
[tap tap tap]... Is this thing on?
Oh, ok, good. [ahem]
I'm still alive. Here's some random shit:
The world continues to fall apart, but you knew that.
Continuing the theme from that last post several eons ago, I seem to be managing to gather even more gems of spammy wisdom. Here are some excellent pieces of advice that come with lots of links to boner pills:
There you have it -- from "fruit idiot" recipes, to dog's with arrest warrants, to anal infections. How can I top that? I might as well just outsource the whole blog to JanusNode at this point.
I get the weirdest spam:
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Notice there in the blue print that I have been selected to receive this amazing message because I have been "identified as an Expert in [my] area of activity." I'm so honored.
Also, too: I'm kinda curious to hear more about this Bizarro "Sollar System" they talk about, but not curious enough to expose my inbox to more weirdness than it already gets pounded with [heyo!].
Reason number twelve thousand one hundred and ninety three not to drink shitty beer: shitty marketing.
Also: No, putting a line wedge in it to hide the skunk stench is not clever either, just buy decent beer in the first place.
Also, too: fuck your shitty "country" music. Fuck it right in the ear.
I came up with a new name and logo for the current Washington's Racist Stereotype football team:
I think it fits.
Update: be sure to zoom for enhanced blood-drippy goodness.
Evidently all the things that were cool and hip and swingin' long ago in 2003 are back "in" again! Yay. Here, have an album released that year:
Here are a couple other things from that year. Nina Simone died:
So did Noel Redding:
So did Warren Zevon and Johnny Cash, and more.
And the Challenger Shuttle blew up on reentry.
And there was some war or something and a bunch of people in some country across the ocean might have died or been horribly maimed, but they don't count so whatevs.
Now I'm just gonna sit back and wait for the reanimated corpse of Robert Novak show up on my TV to out a CIA agent. Man, those were the days!