First off, I’d like to sent a hearty, heaping helping of COCK SOUP to these hotlinking bandwidth thieves. Bon appetit, motherfuckers!
A similar invitation is extended to the entire mailing list of Our Book Of Scrap. Sir Scrap aka Doug Schekler, bulk emailed a link earlier today to a particularly revelatory bit of investigative journalism on his part, to wit, didja know the Dinah Shore Classic is kinda popular with lesbians?
Holy shit. Just when I’ve gotten my head around the notion there are persons who get off with those of the same sex (y’know, kind of like an all-dude mailing list, only less lame), I’m supposed to believe there’s somewhere in America where they are allowed to congregate freely?
(If you want me to believe said gathering exists for any reason other than to provide titillation for a bunch of guys, that’s obviously going way too far.)
What ensues next is a series of dopier-than-death emails about Carmen Elektra and is-she-or-isn’t-she the latest paramour of Joan Jett.
Had I not heard the local sports yutz hosts beating off on the radio about the exact same topic a week ago….this still wouldn’t have passed for stimulating correspondence.
I have politely asked to be excused from this debate of the mental midgets…yet the hits keep on coming.
Here’s a newsflash for you assholes : perhaps there’s someone out there over the age 12 who actually gives a hoot about whether you think Joan Jett is hot enough to bag Carmen Elektra. That someone isn’t me. Unless and until you’re ready to put your own cocks on the block, so to speak (amazing how few of these clowns include photos of themselves on their blogs), who the heck are you to be passing judgement on JJ’s viablity?
fuck off and die, etc.
GC
Guess I have been told.
Who’da thought having a little fun was such an affront to society?
Sorry for including you in those I thought would have a sense of humor.
Scrap,
I don’t pretend to speak for society. Just for myself. And that’s the rub — we’ve all got a sense of humor. Anybody who presumes mine is the same as theirs based on…what….I like sports? Have a dick?….is probably gonna be wrong.
And really, it’s not my place to tell you or your pals how to have fun. But when I said enough already with the spammy Howard Stern auditions that were such a blast for your colleagues, I wasn’t kidding.
And in all honestly, I’d be more inclined to smile, laugh,
do jagershots with you, high five, , etc. if any of it really was an affront to society. As opposed to pandering.best wishes,
Mary Whitehouse
“That’s the rub.”
No pun intended?
sorry Neate, I’m still trying to figure out how Dinah Shore bagged Burt Reynolds if she’s a lesbian.
he was in the kitchen with her.
har
Getting in touch with your anger is an important step in rehab.