Sloshed In Translation

I usually don’t include comments in the mail bag unless they are a paragraph or more, you know, something with a little meat attached to it… but in this case a comment left by Joyce’s brother.. I mean, boyfriend had Vinny and I just about falling out of our seats laughing.  This comment of course was induced by the little write up I did about him. Continue Reading…

When choosing a target for sloshed, a few important factors need to be taken in to consideration. Will they respond to it, is there grasp of common logic that of a retard humping a door knob, and will their friends ( if any ) also jump on the band wagon to “retaliate” against said posting. Sometimes it works out, other times it just fizzles out… but some times even I get thrown a curve ball I didn’t expect. In this case I got a reaction from someone I couldn’t possibly fathom existed; Joyce’s “boyfriend”. Now I use the quotes because I’m not entirely convinced Joyce even has a boyfriend… considering that I was horrified that someone had the stomach to give her a child… I mean, beer goggles can produce a little trailer trash carbon copy of yourself, but to actually be able to tolerate such bridge trollish looks to form a relationship? That’s quite a fucking thing there. Continue Reading…

For some reason I never grow tired of the knee jerk response people have to being written about over the internet.  You know what I’m talking about, the paragraph of them babbling about how much they don’t care, or how pathetic and beneath them I am.  Example; Continue Reading…

Honestly, are you people even trying anymore?

Sometimes it takes long drawn out posts to get people spinning… other times it takes me making a racial remark… because in the end we all know;  “ur stupid”.  ( Don’t mind the odd formatting in some of those responses, MyYearBook.Com’s developers are apparently still in high school. )

You know, it’s a bit sad that the Juggalo thing got a bit stale as I have list of possible targets to play with… but if I am to continue entertaining you all, gotta keep the content fresh!  So after a bit of searching through Vampire Freaks and Stickam I finally happened upon a pathetic soul that was good enough for me to play with.  ( You people really don’t understand how difficult this really is, literally, it took me 2 hours just to find you one target… and I don’t even ask for donations! ) Continue Reading…

Don’t like being called inbred pedophiles.

…who knew?

Yes yes, I know I’m late on posting this… get over it, sometimes even *I* have a real life.  I know, creepy huh?  At any rate, I was contacted last week by a concerned foster parent regarding the subject of the Juggalo/lette sub-culture.  Being that it was actually a serious inquiry I asked the sender if it would be ok for me to post it on the site, to which they had no problem.  This article will not be funny, sardonic, or anything of the nature… so if you’re looking for a normal “Lucid post”, you might want to wait until I get the drive to stop playing World of Warcraft and find someone to rip on…. Continue Reading…