Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
You may have noticed, there's two things I love: pictures of people barfing and pictures of white teenagers with dreadlocks. When the two get together, it's as if the world comes into clear focus. It's because that's what I want to do when I see white teenagers with dreadlocks: barf.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Flickr has done some minor tweaking to their page design, mainly making the photos larger. But a nasty side effect is that most photos can't be right-clicked to save, which basically puts me out of business (yes, I know I could screenshot, but it adds about 2 extra clicks, which is about enough extra work for me to determine it's too much and just go get a snack instead).
I tweeted my displeasure at this new development and how it means the best option for Sorry I Missed Your Party to continue is for me to simply draw stick figures based on the photos. My whines were rewarded in the form of a MS Paint drawing, provided by my best fake internet friend Doug. Thanks, Doug!
Behold, the future of Sorry I Missed Your Party:
(guy puking while white guy with dreadlocks looks on).
Friday, June 25, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Here's what I hate most about nerds: they fucking ruined the one thing they weren't ever allowed to have because we KNEW they'd fuck it up - sex. When nerd girls decide they want to be sexy, they go full AVN Awards and overdo it to the point of embarrassment like a 17 year old who puking up at his first kegger. We gave you an inch, and you took a mile, nerds.
In case this isn't clear, it's someone dressed up as the Milla Jovovich character from The Fifth Element stripping at a comic convention. Thank you for somehow managing to make a mockery of sci-fi AND the serious business of exotic dancing at the same time.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Monday, June 14, 2010
Friday, June 11, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
I always imagined that teenage white guys who grow dreadlocks (like the guy I lost my virginity to, who offset the pungent odor of his unwashed hair with healthy spritzes of Curve for Men) must've had some moment where there was an angel on one shoulder saying, "it will look and smell horrible! Don't do it!". And on the other shoulder, a little devil saying, "don't you totally feel in touch with Rastafarianism? You're totally down with the ethos of black men who have created their own vibrant culture in response to suffering through colonialism and hardship! It'll give you total street cred! Chicks love it!"
I thought this was just a metaphor, but it turns out it's actually 100% real.