my brain just threw up a little…

May 30, 2011

From and earlier conversation with a co-worker

Filed under: Daily Crazies,lawls — Sol @ 11:46 am

“I killed her with a single ejaculation. Broke her neck.”
[long pause]
“I jizzed in the bathtub, she slipped, fell, and broke her neck.”


Filed under: QOTD — Sol @ 9:57 am

“nuke it from orbit” – thanks man, I would, but I cannot afford the fallout.

May 27, 2011


Filed under: QOTD — Sol @ 3:34 pm

Hey, is it suppose to turn greenish-blue after 5 mins? I think I should go to the hospital

May 25, 2011


Filed under: lawls,QOTD — Sol @ 2:41 pm

“There is nothing quite like a gentle butterfly-like girl who bats her eyelashes and tries really REALLY hard not to discombobulate and failing to the sloppy thunderous fanfare of her pressurized butt-trumpet. And the following silence…”

From an earlier conversation with an Infidel.

Filed under: QOTD — Sol @ 12:19 pm

“I woke up at the middle of the night and started laughing. I suddenly remembered that I was very, very, very mean”

on bills and anger.

Filed under: commentary,Daily Crazies — Sol @ 11:58 am

no joy like finding more bills to pay. why can’t I overpower my bills like I could overpower a person. two solid tucks to the core while leaning a shot. get him off balance. controlled drop ending with my knee on their thigh, abdomen, or basket. quick hard hit to the ground with the back of his head to add disorientation. Grip his right thumb and turn against the back of the second falange to dislocate. Palm his nose down to blind and with any luck break nose without killing. Collar choke and drive their head into ground till their belly goes soft. Quick, efficient, very illegal. Hmm… remind me again, why am I NOT a violent person? right… bills.

May 24, 2011

from an earlier conversation…

Filed under: Daily Crazies,QOTD — Sol @ 4:35 pm

omg, I totally could build a four-person hot-tub out of a boiler shell and some cedar planking…

May 23, 2011

we were not amused.

Filed under: commentary — Sol @ 10:37 am

Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom

this is some strange and disturbing shit… I watched all of it and found no artistic merit in this film at all. Well… put it to you this way, if you are into extremes, not the adrenalin ones but those that turn your stomach – then you should watch this film. Otherwise – save your two hours and do something else.

May 22, 2011

bullet in the ass for a fashion statement?

Filed under: commentary,Daily Crazies,random crazies — Sol @ 12:49 pm

Let me see if I get this right. An armed man three times your age is ordering you to pull your pants up.
A) Make sure there are witnesses. Suck it up. Pull your pants up. Walk away leaving him feeling really rather stupid. Call the police. Let them deal with it.
B) Argue with an armed man over your fashion statement. Try to outrun a bullet. Catch bullet with your ass. Go to cops anyway.
C) Man up. If you really are such a serious fellow – shoot the son of a bitch who pulled a gun on you, thus protecting your ass and your fashion statement, and spend about half your life in prison doing the same.

Additional thoughts: unless you can run at speeds exceeding 2800fps, don’t try to outrun a bullet, and unless you plan on limiting your fashion to something orange for about thirty years, do not shoot him.

Perspective of the shooter:
A couple of kids are walking down the street with their pants about their ankles. Bare asses exposed to the world. Possibly with some attitude and general disregard to fashion sense of others. You:
A) Check your own pants to make sure they are still firmly attached with a belt to your waist and tell yourself that if those were your kids you should have a talk with them about fashion sense and use of belts. “Use your belt, or I will.”
B) Point finger and laugh gaining their attention. Once attention is gained make them feel dumb with pointed comments.
C) Order these two strangers to adjust their pants, or else… and when they refuse threaten them with a firearm, and once they run, commit what in legal sense would be called an attempt at premeditated murder with possible firearms charges added for shits and giggles.
D) After careful thought, consideration, and sickening realization that there is NOTHING you can do to make those pants not ruin your world, you scream, fire a warning shot in the air, threaten the two kids with your weapon to gain their attention, tell them that what you are about to do is being done because of their horrible fashion sense and that you can no longer carry on in the world surrounded by people with bad fashion sense. Place the barrel of your weapon into your own mouth. Make sure to angle the barrel up so you won’t even see the weapon itself. Pull the trigger. Say hello to your dear fluffy lord, and hope that there are no pants at all in the place he sends you.

on a personal note – that whole thing is so fucking stupid.

oh fuck that…

Filed under: commentary,Daily Crazies,random crazies — Sol @ 3:04 am

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