Tuesday, April 26, 2011

GUEST POST: I DISAPPROVE OF: WATER PARKS


By guest contributor: Peter "Venerial Disease" Daniel II

I would rather sit spinning on a lazy susan getting bukakke'd round robin by 200 men, than spend a day at a waterpark. Why, you might ask? Well, I'll tell you.

Imagine floating down a lazy river in a rubber tube letting the ebbing tide carry you by ominous tufts of pubes and rogue cuntscabs precariously bobbing up and down, eager to pass on the infectious diseases within.

Or queuing for the aptly named "black hole" - that waterslide which affords riders the sensation of being a turd getting flushed down a demented toilet. How poetic a pleasure: experiencing first hand the fleeting and ephemeral voyage of feces.

Next we'll get in line for the big plunge. Too bad we're stuck staring at the hairy, speedo-clad ass of the paleolithic behemoth in front of us. We then catch a (not so rare) glimpse of the consequences of inbreeding when our eyes affix themselves on a snaggle-toothed troglodyte dancing the stanky leg in a gold bikini. And let me tell yall butterbeans - the stank of THAT leg could choke a hippo.

Accidental enemas via aqua-bazooka. Clandestine uric releases. Enough soggy bandaids and tampons to clog the Hoover Dam. Such are the delights of the waterpark, an appalling frock of filth in which I'd rather not partake.


Wednesday, February 16, 2011

I Disapprove of: SMOKERS THAT LECTURE ME ABOUT MY HEALTH


I once went to lunch with a boy whom I was interested in at the time; we were sitting on a patio, enjoying the summer weather, when our server came by to start us off with some drinks. I ordered a diet coke, He looked at me with a concerned face, a cigarette pursed between his lips (he was on his 3rd since we sat down) and said "wow, that's really bad for you, enjoy your Altzheimer's disease." ....are you fucking kidding me?! first of all, YOU'RE A HEAVY SMOKER. Second of all, I would have to drink a shitload of soda per-day; at least 6-10 cans to be sick, and its far more likely I would develope pancreatic cancer than fucking Altzheimer's you yuppie, "natural tabbaco is so much better for me", narcisistic, retard-face-fuck!
I would say enjoy your lung cancer, but if you keep saying this THAT stupid to people then I think your fate will be coming to you a bit earlier than you may expect.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

I Disapprove of: PEOPLE THAT USE SHOPPING BAGS FROM FANCY STORES FOR OTHER THINGS SO PEOPLE SEE WHERE THEY SHOP.


I remember when I was in middle school the popular girls (why were they even popular?!) would bring their lunches to school in Abercrombie and Fitch or Victoria's Secret bags, just so they could be all like "oooh emm gee, I have little mosquito bite boobies so I wear bras now". I realize that this was just a step on their staircase to slut-fuckery, but I've recently noticed that this trend has never really stopped. Obviously, if you went shopping and your on your way home or had to go to work straight after I understand, but if your lugging around a clearly worn Saks 5th ave paper bag or some bullshit from Macy's then, bitch, we got a problem. Its ridiculous how many times I get on the street car and some bitch... or even men, are carrying their laptop in their Holt Renfrew bag so people think they regularly shop there... NEWS FLASH: no one could give any less of a fuck where you shop, especially when they're on their way to work or where ever it is that they happen to be going. So stop it! Its really fucking pathetic, you might as well strip naked, tie a big red ribbon around your dirty bits and run around yelling "look at me! I'm a total attention whore!" In fact, I think I'd prefer that.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

I Disapprove of: THE LYSOL NO-TOUCH HAND SOAP DESPENCER


This is not only a waste of money, time, effort, batteries and technology... its completely pointless.
The product is advertised as a method to avoid germ covered soap pumps in kitchens, bathroom, whatever, so they created an at home soap pump with a fucking motion sensor... has anyone else thought about the fact that your touching a soap pump with soiled hands in the first place? and your only touching that soap pump before washing your hands and never after?! ...your scared of getting germs on your hands when your literally about to wash them with anti-bacterial soap that's going to kill everything that could be of any hard on your skin.... If your thought process is so stunted and simple that you saw this advertised and actually went out and bought it.... then I hope die due to E.coli poisoning... you fucking paranoid, consumer-whore, shit rat.
filthy, filthy love and kisses.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

I Disapprove of: WEARING PAJAMA PANTS IN PUBLIC


All I have to say to the people that do this is REALLY? are you really THAT lazy? If you responded with "yes", "its just really comfy" ,etc.... then I hope you drop dead. Absolutely unacceptable. DISAPPROVE.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

I Disapprove of: CASUAL MORONS


I don't mean to sound like a pretentious twank-hole, but I do.
I find nothing more insulting to what I do as a passion and hopefully a career than when I'm casually talking to someone and the topic of art comes up. First of all, going to art college, I talk about art enough, but what's even worse is when it's some moron who knows dick-all about what their talking about and still tries to fool me into thinking their knowledgeable in something I've spent most of my life studying. REALLY DUDE? Your really going to try to pull that on me? I call shenanigans, everyone run home and get your brooms! But, really what the fuck do you think you're going to accomplish? What's even worse is the generic answer "Oh, I love Andy Warhol, so creative, don't you love Andy Warhol?" ....No. No I don't. Warhol is the dumb-ass "art enthusiasts" go to guy.
"So, what exactly do you like in terms of art?"
"oh, um, Andy Warhol."
"Wow, you know, instead of talking to a complete moron like yourself, I could be at home doing something far more productive, like fucking myself. bye."

P.S.- Couldn't find a image that related to this... sooo... here are vulgar ant-eaters in sweaters.