For those of you that didn’t read my original post regarding this tournament, we’re running Beastly Battles 3 out of our Tournament Forum. We started with 32 entrants, and here’s how the first two rounds went down… (more…)
Lets start with a question from a reader (skimmer) before we jump back in to the history aspect of this probe – Seattle asks – What kind of cake did you want to have sex with?
An excellent question, that. I’d prefer a chocolate cake because I am down with the brown. I’d hit that cakey bitch like Ike Turner.
Well that’s rather progressive. Lead the way Sir, carry these racist morphineites from the bigot sludge they dwell in
Except Amos. The cotton won’t pick itself, after all.
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Ya’ll muthafuckas thought I was dead, didn’t ya? God has put his deadly cross-hairs on multiple celebrities within the last 12 months, snatching one by one from the celebrity spotlight to float with uncircumcised babies in purgatory. Somehow amongst my lifestyle and sinful ways I managed to stay far from a flat line. But, I have been absent from this site. In a nutshell: Nursing School has engulfed my life. If you’re thinking of a gay/”murse” joke, don’t flatter me; I’ve heard them all. I can’t complain– I’m in a class full of good looking women and hoping to make a few G’s after I graduate from Ohio State, soooo I’ve take a few laughs at my expense in between. It has completely engulfed my existence. I am surprised my girl has stayed with me this long and put up with me during my time in college. So, I’m not a familiar face, but I’m not a new face either. Allow me to reintroduce myself. I was hired by our brave and fearless leader JCC way back in the summer time and wrote a few articles when I lived at my parents house. I loved writing and needed to get my wit and style out– Morphine Nation was that outlet. I loved writing here and with some discussion with JCC, I have made a pact for writing a weekend article so that I stay “regular” on the site. But here I am, back in action, getting ready to write about my favorite subject: Being pissed off.
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The other day, my good pal Heccubus and I were talking about how awful Editorial Comics are. You know, the ones you find in Newspapers. If you think about it, they are. They’re probably the most ham-fisted, unfunny medium in all of cartooning. This conversation got me thinkin’, though, about my own comics. I don’t think it’s much of a secret how I don’t exactly embrace my older work with open arms. This is mostly because of how dang editorial they are. Personally, I like to blame this on the lethal combination of being a teenager AND being a fucking nerd when I drew them. Don’t get me wrong, there are a SELECT few that I think are awesome, but most of them are pretty kneejerk editorial and have not aged well.
So, we come to this week’s comic. A conversation between Myself, and Myself. From 2004. See, there are some highly topical news stories out there right now that Myself From 2004 would pounce all over, whilst Myself, at this stage of my life, wouldn’t touch with a 10-Foot Pole. And, seeing as I haven’t made an appearance in almost a full year, I figured, why not?
1300, now thats a number that is hard for me to even think of. But for Sebastian Horsley that number is of women he has not only slept with, but paid to sleep with! Now if you go into this with an open mind, you might see he has some actual valid points. But remember, you must go into this with an open mind.
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You know how it is. You punch an old person, you get caught in a woman’s cupboard, wanking into a sock. All you can think about is the humiliation, rather than their suffering. Because it’s all about fucking you, isn’t it, shit-knockers?
Here’s something I wrote about embarrassment. Once.
Got a spare fucking hour this weekend? Well, why don’t you do goddamned well something like this?
So, I bet no one noticed but I have been on hiatus the past week. But now I’m back and with a vengeance, not really I just like saying that.
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Why hello there peeps! Its that time again! The public probe is back on the air again. Long time coming, i agree. Id like you all to blame the real culprit here, JCC. He visciously took me off the air right after his own probe, just so he could go around wearing a waistcoat and telling everyone he was the last ever guest. So if any of you have complaints that this hasnt been on for a while, email it to www.JCCdoesntlikeminorities.com.
So yes, our guest is DanMan, who some of you might know as the darkie Canadian on Station Nation, and some others might know as the co-admin who posts on the phorums. It was with his help (As well as my best friend Bruce Magee) that we were able to get this baby on tap behind JCC’s back.
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The following tale is one of a horrible beast that has stalked the earth for many a century. Those who have seen the beast swear it’s a hell spawn creature of unquestionable evil. They say the creature is a pony whose color is pure black with electric blue eyes. It is said and as I will chronicle here that anywhere this equine trods only ruin follows in its wake. Some will tell you that the hell pony as it has been called even roams the planet today.
A lot of people on the Internet know me as Gun Sage. Up to this point, most people knew I worked tech support, but they weren’t sure where and usually didn’t have exact specifics on why the job sucked so much. Today, I intend to clear all of that up. When you’re done reading this, I strongly encourage you to switch your services away from Time Warner Cable (if you haven’t already) and only invest in Time Warner or Warner Brothers, but never again Time Warner Cable.
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Ladies and Gentlemen, it’s Groundhog Day!
Today is the day when we all turn our eyes to a little town in Pennsylvania where a little rodent will make Mother Nature yield to his will! (more…)
Are YOU ready for all the action? ARE YOU?!!?!?!!! (more…)
Barack Bonanza, eh? One year on from winning American Idol, and he still hasn’t released a fucking record. Lazy.
Anyway, here’s a look back at when I imagined what it would be like if I was on US tv talking about the elections.
Last week I received the February edition of National Geographic, and couldn’t help but be offended by this month’s feature story. Not that National Geographic published it, I’m offended by the people in the story. The story is about a Mormon man who has 5 (obviously not legal) wives and 46 (totally legal) children. I haven’t read the story yet, and honestly don’t care what the point of the article will be. I also don’t care about the guy having 5 wives. If that many women want to be married to him, and he wants to have 5 wives, more power to the happy wacky family. What I have a problem with is the 46 children! (more…)
Like road rage, incest, and complaining, Only Fools and Horses is a British institution. These good natured japes concerning a family of cockneys trying to make ends meet with hilarious get rich quick schemes have charmed a nation for a thousand years.
Well, once I took all the jokes out, I got this. It’s astonishing, how miserable you can make comedy if you really, really try.
After doing these for so long, I have nothing much left to write in this space, but you should still listen, unless of course you prefer being an utter cunt.
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I own a time machine and I never learn (nor fix my mistukess). I disrupted the time continuum a few times. I’m sorry, here’s why.
My Fault: The Spanish Influenza of 1919
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