Saturday, January 23, 2010

i made a playlist:

hey evan. this is FOR YOUUU!!!

[it's a chez lounge]

absolutely cuckoo
the saddest story ever told
too drunk to dream
i think i need a new heart
why i cry
fear of trains
swinging london
the luckiest guy on the lower east side
famous
i wish i had an evil twin
when my boy walks down the street
smoke signals
i die
yeah! oh, yeah!
all you ever do is walk away
love is like jazz
you and me and the moon
all my little words
the flowers she sent and the flowers she said she sent
love is like a bottle of gin
papa was a rodeo
lovers from the moon
strange powers
california girls (stephen merritt vocal track)
i don't believe you
the book of love
100,000 fireflies

you're welcome <3

Thursday, January 21, 2010

hot autism

so having a broken spine and a case of full blown cancer i decided to cut off my arms. then i reattached them and did some shit.

Remember the band Bayside? Well I used to get smoker mail from Camel, which I thought was illegal in the state of Massachusetts. How does this relate to Bayside? Well, they were one of the hip bands who were plastered on this mail, endorsing Camel cigarettes like they were boxed chocolates... or Pokemon. I thought it would be funny to make my own carbon cutout hipster scumbag musician in cartoon form. Super Vulture Soundsystem is the name of his shitty band. Don't listen to them.




This is Mario. He's a character that saved Nintendo from the brink of financial collapse. He actually resurrected the video game industry after the released such fucking stupid titles like E.T. and Custer's Revenge (Not "released" per say, but it was probably the first game with boning [in 4-bits no less]) So yeah. Mario has kicked the shit out of every other game mascot in the past twenty five years or some crap. Don't make me do math. Yeah. Who gives a shit about Crash Bandicoot? Banjo-Kazooie? Conker? Donkey Schlong? Sonic? Sure, all listed have had their moment in the sun, but Mario is fucking Mario. He may as well be god because he is infallible. Prove him wrong. I fucking dare you.

This is a guy from some comic book or some shit. He has a movie where some Australian theater fag plays him. He used to beat the bag out of The Hulk and have whiskers. Then Marvel decided he looked like a tool. So they gave him an outfit with black stripes on yellow spandex with royal blue underoos. Then he went brown and red. Then he had a backstory. Then he had his backstory foundation sucked out of him. Then he de-evolved. Then he got his groove [backstory] back and became a villain. He tries to hook up with Jean Grey a lot. He usually fails, unless you count story arcs like Age of Apocalypse. Shit. I never actually formally introduced him by name. His name is Cyclops. HA!

SOoooo I've had a good deal of bullcrap seep from the sewers and into my life as of late. I did this as a manner to cope. I'm doing this actually to stave off cabin fever. But he's essentially a Mystery Man. I know that shouldn't be capitalized, but I was thinking about comics because I just went on about Banshee for the past five minutes. Remember the movie? It had Janine Garofalo in it. There were bowling balls and shit. See it. You'll walk away shaking your head in approval. Oh so he's saying fuck because he doesn't have the intellect to come up with anything better in his predicament. He doesn't like to eat because he's anti-American

These guys will KILL YOU. DEAD. They are worse than Ghengis Khan. Barney's next album drops in a week. He's been doing booty rap for about ten years now. His latest release will be called "I Love You and Your Pee". He's released other albums titled "BJ and his Boner" and "Baby Bop Burger Supreme". Lock up your kids because this ain't no G-Rated hootenanny. Stick Stickley puts children on his show selector, which is really a wheel of death. Children have died from knife wounds, asphixiation, various ruptured organs, sepsis, and dry mouth. Hitler is Hitler. His birthday is 4/20. That's gotta count for something.

Remember 9/11? How could you forget. If you said "no" then fuck you and get out of America. You're a piece of shit, and you're probably retarded and/or gay. Anyway, throw any theory you have out the window. It was this man's fault. He thought of 9/11 and it happened. Don't ask me how, because we'll be here all night discussing wormhole theory and Dr. Hawking and Donnie Darko. Remember when that movie was huge? They made a sequel. Everyone should see it. I'm serious. No I'm not.

Pee on me.



/nihilism

the end. :)

Saturday, January 2, 2010

new year new you

narwhals have a long unicorn like appendage protruding from their face. they are
fucking dickheads, yet i still find my self acquainted and loving them. fuck you narwhal.


happy new year. happy motherfucking new year. happy piece of shit fucking new year.


currently listening to: 69 love songs, the glow pt. 2 for good

happy new year.