NOOOOOOObody expects the Spanish inquisition

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   Well … torture is in the news again. Zero dark thirty and Argo are sparking coversations arguments and irrational babbling from talking heads all over the blogosphere. Torture has been around since man has had the ability to think…which is about the time we discovered cruelty and intimidation was a means to get something we want without having to work for it.

    Bamboo under fingernails, waterboarding, jumper cables to the testicles all pale in comparison to the horrifying diabolicle scurge on humanity I have come up with. This will revolutionize torture and convince terrorists to admit to anything anytime. I call it A.P.T…..I discovered it in the shower last night. Simply cook up a batch of asperagus smothered in garlic…wait a few hours..pee into a cup and shove that mother under the bad guys nose…he’ll admit to fuckin Allah up the ass…just get that smell away. Yes the asperagus piss treatment will render even the most hardened and evil character helpless senseless and sniveling for mercy.

  It’s also very important that torture is individualized. Hell you could beat me whip me and give me a jalapeno enema and I wouldnt tell you where I hid the weed. But make me watch five minutes of  an obese sweaty rightwing biggot drool on about liberals and I’ll admit my sweet old mother fucked Jimmy Hoffa to death and fed his rotting flesh to her poodle Mezeppa…..just sayin

You smell like ass

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You smell like ass

  I hear this all the time. But I need some clarification. Exactly what kind of ass do I smell like? A long-eared, slow, patient, sure-footed domesticated mammal, Equus asinus, related to the horse, used chiefly as a beast of burden ? Or are you referring to the buttocks,rectum,butt,badonkadonk,booty,bum,fanny,keister,pooper pressed ham,trunk,tucus,toosh,whoopie cakes,arse,rump,or gluteus maximus?

  And if it’s the latter then specifically whose ass does my aroma remind you of ?  I mean are we talkin Milla Jovovich’s ass,  or Rosie O’Donnell’s ass? Because I am quite sure one of these smell like fresh lavender and rainbows and the other smells like a pile of  week old chicken guts rotting in the sun….just sayin…..

vote…bitch

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I try to find humour in everything I see. The political climate in this great country is not  overly conducive  to that. I miss politicians who voted for their constituents, who wanted to help everyone…you know …the mavericks. John McCain was a maverick….but now he’s a limerick.

There once was a man named McCain

At least he never worked for Bane

His campaign was failin

So he chose Palin

Now he’ll never be taken seriously again

Body Language

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ImageArm swing_ unconscious wish to walk away

Crossed arms_ defensiveness or boredom

Eyebrow lowered_ disagreement doubt uncertainty

Eyebrow raised_ disbelief surprise exasperation

One long eyebrow_ deevolutionary neanderthal fucktard

Raising a finger_ polite way of interrupting

Raising middle finger_ polite way of saying go fuck yourself

Averting eyes_ uncomfortable or guilty

Poking out eyes_ you are one butt ugly motherfucker

Hands on hips “akimbo”_ body is prepared to take steps to perform take charge

Hands on hips “give em a push” _you’ll be surprised you’re doing the french mistake

Hands behind head_ conflict disagreement anger frustration

Hands around an others throat_ final conflict

Head tilt sideways_ flirting friendly

Head tilt sideways arm holding invisible rope_ would rather die then listen to another second of your mindless trivial bullshit

Covering the mouth (talking through hands)_ uncertainty lack of knowledge or a vain attempt at keeping your coworkers from knowing about the penis you had for lunch

Eyes bulging tongue protruding head twisting violently_  electrodes attached from car battery to testicles

Ideas i need to patent

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   IDEA # 1….We have natural grain cereals, whole grain  cereals….. I wanna market wood grain cereal . It will be cheap to produce…just sweep up sawdust from a woodshop floor, add a buttload of sugar and pour several colors of watered down acrylic paint on it….the kids will love it!  And since it’s got the word grain in it old people will eat it thinking it will make them poop…sure they might shit multicolored building blocks…but hey…the kids win again!

my friend Poot

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Poot…. “I wanna live in a storage unit”…me: why?…poot: cos if a cute lady wants to hook up with me and says where do you live?…I can say…”Stow and Go!!..cheap rent and nice appliances”

I have a friend named Poot. He gave me a list titeled “Poots list on how to be a moron”….here is the first installment:

1…Buy a condom that’s small and ask them if they have one in triple small. 2…Go and talk to a car dealer and ask if he will accept food stamps for the BMW. 3…Go into a public restroom and shit in the urinal. 4…Go into public and mess your pants….4a….mess your pants in public. 5….If a hot female wants a one night stand with you, tell her you can’t stand all night but you can do 2 hour intervals with a 15 minute break in between. 6…Get a good sized loan from the mafia and come back to them and offer them monopoly money. 7… if you are in an elevator surrounded by high society….let a silent one loose and scream which one of you all did that?….there are more but but to many moronisms at once might be dangerous.

No Mo WOW

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     Image  So after six years I have terminated my World of Warcraft account. Talk about life changing catastrophic events. Yes, I quit once before but relapsed within a couple of months. My clicking finger is itching. I have a microchip monkey on my back. Just the thought of quitting gives me the Wrash of the Itch King causing a Burning Crusade in my Twisting Nethers. Is there a twelve step program? Azerothians Anonymous?

         I told myself this would be good. I would start a blog. Build a website, shave, shower, get a tan, maybe even have sex again. I could ask my wife if she’d let me play with her battle chest. But would she be willing to make whoopy with a seven foot tall female nightelf warrior? OMG!! I just realised I’ve traded in a flying albino drake for a rust brown 79 chevy truck with two flat tires! This reality thing is going to be hard. There are no addons for social interaction.

      I need to find things to accomplish during my normal four hours a day gaming time. Perchance I can epic out our kitchenware or take a vacation…..Where’s the portal to Las Vegas? I’m attempting to replace the Auction House in Stormwind with Ebay. But baseball cards are way harder to sell than ….”The Immaculate Sword of Conception”. And you have to go to something called a “post office”?!?…WTF?

     Out here in RL people keep calling me Daryl! My name is Krimzonblade bitch! I miss my friends, it’s just way cooler hanging out with Corruptus and Darkwitch than Steve and Bob. I will admit I don’t miss battlegrounds as much as I thought I would. Shopping in Wal-mart is very similar, trolls and undead in every aisle. And while I was there I bought a tier eleven “Blood Soaked Sawzall of Death”!

     I guess I can comfort myself with other similarities I’m finding while AFK. My pit lord of a boss for one thing. I’m told sometime in the last six years our dogs Bonnie and Clyde died and they have been replaced by two Firelands Hellhounds. And my children have moved out of the house and return now and then with these funny little hairless dwarfs. Apparently 1% did something horrible to 99%. Steven Tyler has resurrected as a blood elf and went from rock god to a game show judge. Damn….he went down faster than a two gold hooker at the Darkmoon Faire.

    And did you hear? We have a new president and he’s black !?!…..WOW