Posted on: December 23rd, 2008 Note to self.

Don’t order or eat any of those meat lovers pizzas from anywhere. It may cause a Shining “elevator full of blood” torrent of vomit to leap from your body which you luckily make it at least into the bathtub and not all over the floor.

Posted on: December 19th, 2008 I Punch Pricks Like You In The Fucking Face At The Mall.

I’ve heard it’s real hip with the kids these days to review podcasts,  some dumb fat fuck that will not be linked here  (no free advertising for you shitneck) ripped on my favorite podcast, Vomitus Prime.  To that dude I say, go fuck yourself with a fucking can of Zyklon-B. You like Uh Yeah Dude, clearly you have no fucking clue what quality audio content is. 

Previously I did a little silly time post about  another podcast I’m a fan of, The Mediocre Show… and that fucking dumb shit fat motherfucker sad excuse for a podcast host “tha Mike”. So I caught wind of some interesting comments he made on his “show” (quotation marks denote the opinions of it’s fans and hosts, not mine), after reading an email from a fan of his “show.” The email was from a young (?) lady (?) named Missy, who I may or may not have had a hand in running out of another AWESOME shows chat room, THE HOOTER AND GREENWAY SHOW. Anyway, that’s what her email was about, she talked some shit about us (the HnG listeners) and she talked some shit about HnG themselves.  

When he finished reading the email he talked his own shit “blah blah they need to shape up” as if he’s got more pull with the network than a show that has been on it for several years to his several months…. lost my steam here… uhhhhhh.

So he’s talking about the folks in the chat and likens it to the Mediocre Show chatroom, which I also frequent, and he says something like (and I’ll put the clip on this post) “there’s this one prick in there, if I ever met him I’d punch him in the fucking face.” 

Maybe it’s arrogant to assume I’ve harassed him enough to think he meant me… but honestly, he’s got to either mean me or my tighest of bro’s molecularbuttmonkey. Either way, this motherfucker takes the interwebs way too seriously, I might harass the fuck out of people in chatrooms and troll some forums… but in no way do I threaten physical harm over these here tubes.  So to you, fuckface, I say you are a coward. Also, I don’t believe for a fucking second that you got away with punching some random dude in the mouth, even if it was for shoving your kid.  There’s that.

 

While I’m at it, I’ll give you another podcast recap for the latest Random Ass Show:

Zack: Ca-Caw Ca-Caw DRIVERS

Josh: HUHAHAHUHAHAHA

Zack: Ca-Caw Ca-Caw Drivers GODDAMNIT

Josh: Drivers license cereal box

Zack: Ca-Caw SOBER AS THE BIRD I SOUND LIKE

Josh: …

Zack: Ca-CAW Kelli’s sister CA-CAW GODDAMNIT BAD DRIVER

Josh: HAHAHAHA

ZACK: CA-CAW NEEDS MORE ADDERALL

 

Enjoy.

 
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Posted on: December 4th, 2008 Utility Companies

What a surprise! You get a call from a mo-sheen at 9pm just as you’re settling in for an evening of drinks and internet radio, it’s the tail end of your account number followed by the statement “your service will be disconnected on our next business day.” You only hear the end of your account number, because whatever fucking retard they had set up their automated message delivering service didn’t allow for voicemail greetings; so the second the greeting starts the stupid machine launches it’s assault.  

Anyway, back to the story… this is the point where I start thinking “did I get a bill and just overlooked it?!” so I’m scrambling around the house looking for and through every scrap of mail we’ve gotten in the last month. Nope, nothing here, how can I owe them money if they haven’t sent me a bill?! Also, why the fuck didn’t they call earlier? At least if they had called during their business hours I could have sorted the shit out right then instead of having my fucking night all fucked up and losing sleep thinking these motherfuckers are going to come out here in the morning and shut my shit off. 

So I call them up the moment they opened this morning and get right through, the lady was pretty helpful and helped me sort it all out. As it turns out… the magical zip code finder tool their office uses gave them the wrong zip code for my house, so they had sent a bill, but it never made it to me because it wasn’t addressed properly. Dumbfucks, I didn’t even get an apology or anything. I’ll bet my account got some kind of mark against it too.

 
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