I have installed a FLV video player on this blag. I was noticing that some of my older video links have died/expired and I do not like that. I will be hosting all of my video links locally on the blag from now on. This will also help with individuals who are behind a firewall and can see the blag but not YouTube. I hope you enjoy my first post using this method.
This video has been one of my favorites since at least 100 years ago. Another reason I posted it as my first hosted video is that this particular short appears and disappears from YouTube all the time. It’s a dice roll if you’re going to get to see it. Not anymore, friends, not anymore.
Washington
Washington
6 foot 8 weighs a fucking ton
Opponents beware
Opponents beware
He’s coming
He’s coming
He’s coming
Let me lay it on line he had two on the vine
I mean two sets of testicles so divine
On a horse made of crystal he patrolled the land
With the mason ring and schnauzer with his perfect hands
Here comes George in control
Women dug his snuff and his gallant stroll
Ate opponents brains and invented cocaine
He’s coming
He’s coming
He’s coming
Washington
Washington
Six foot twenty fucking killing for fun
Spread Spread Delaware
He’s coming
He’s coming
He’s coming
Sue me if I go to fast but the sons of his opponents wish he was their dad
Got a wig for his wig got a brain for his heart
He’ll kick you apart
He’ll kick you apart
He’ll save children but not the British children
He’ll save children but not the British children
He’ll save children but not the British children
He’ll save children but not the British children
He had a pocket full of horses fucked the shit out of bears
He threw a knife into heaven
And could kill with a stair
He made love like an eagle falling out of the sky
Killed his sensei in a duel and he never said why
Washington
Washington
Twelve stories high made of radiation
The present beware
The future beware
He’s coming
He’s coming
He’s coming
Did I mention his four nuts
Well he also had four dicks
If you took of his boot you’d see the dicks growing of his feet
I heard that motherfucker had like thirty goddamn dicks
He once held the hand of one of his opponent’s wife’s hand in a jar of acid at a party
I’m happy that I got to see him twice in my life. The best time was during 7th grade. We were walking out of the venue and my English teacher Mrs. Castell noticed me and had this “what the hell” look on her face. It was priceless. You will be sorely missed George.
This is a little prayer dedicated to the separation of church and state. I guess if they are going to force those kids to pray in schools they might as well have a nice prayer like this: Our Father who art in heaven, and to the republic for which it stands, thy kingdom come, one nation indivisible as in heaven, give us this day as we forgive those who so proudly we hail. Crown thy good into temptation but deliver us from the twilight’s last gleaming. Amen and Awomen.
Earlier I posted about Dattebayo was halting all fan subs. It would have helped if I read the date on the article. The article is dated 2007/12/27 and that made me oh…. 6 months late. /headdesk
A police officer in uniform walked into 20 classrooms at El Camino High School in California and announced that several students had been killed in car wrecks over the weekend.
The hoax was intended to teach the dangers of drink-driving.
But the scare tactic backfired when some students, who were not told that it was a stunt for two hours, became hysterical and wept uncontrollably.
Is this an acceptable way to teach high school students about the perils of drunk driving: tell all of them a prominent student died in an alcohol-related car crash and then let them believe he is dead for several hours before revealing the truth, he’s alive! It seems a bit… heavy-handed.
They were traumatized, but we wanted them to be traumatized, That’s how they get the message
–Lori Tauber, Guidance Counselor
There are other programs about drunk driving taking place in high schools called Every 15 Minutes (no I will not link you past the flash intro, you will sit through it and you will like it.). In Every 15 Minutes a student is pulled from class every 15 minutes (to represent that in America someone dies from an alcohol-related car accident*) and then their eulogy is read by their parents at an assembly later in the day. The idea is to show the mortal ramifications of drinking and driving. It’s morbid, sure, but at least no one ACTUALLY THINKS THE KIDS ARE DEAD**.
Imagine this happening to an adult. You call Miss Tauber (I assume she’s not married because she is evil) at home and tell her that her kindergartner ate bleach, turned blue and died. Once she gets to the hospital you take her into the morgue to show her the body the kid comes running around the corner. It’s a lesson in what it is like to lose a child. Do you think she has a right to be angry? You bet your ass she does, and no amount good intention will save you from the impending lawsuit.
Another interesting fact is that all of the fabricated stories about dead students didn’t have ANYTHING to do with the students drinking. All of the accidents were caused BY drunk drivers. The students weren’t drinking. Read that again, the students were not drinking and driving in these “accidents”. Cpt. Tim on BoingBoing nails it.
The most screwed up thing about this is that the story told was that their friends were hit BY a drunk driver. So it wasn’t even something that was preventable by not drinking and driving.
The lesson? Don’t be killed by a drunk driver.
They might as well have taken them aside one by one and told them that their mothers had been raped and murdered to demonstrate the dangers involved in being raped and murdered.
Why did they do this again? They should be fucking ecstatic that none of the students killed themselves because their best friend or boyfriend/girlfriend died. High schoolers are a wacky bunch and you shouldn’t go toying with their emotions. You shouldn’t “want them to be traumatized”.
*a number that seems a bit low if you ask me
**I still think they should spend their time on other activities, but this is preferable.
Mmmm… delicious acoustic ska. It’s been a while since I gave the old Dan Potthast a listen and absence truly makes the heart grow fonder. Man this shit is good.
This next video is a little strange but it’s a totally great song.
I bought what could possibly be the coolest shirt ever made. I just feel bad for the rest of you because it sold out. Shirt.woot is truly the greatest website ever.
It has very recently come to my attention that the traditional usage of the word blond and brunette are not quite as cut and dry as the “Grey vs Gray” dilemma*. It would appear that there are some specific rules for these words (even if they have fallen out of favor in recent times) for using those words. Please refer to my fancy chart to instruction and enlightenment. Charts!
It’s interesting when you look at these words with these definitions. You could describe my new girlfriend Katrina Bowden as a blond blonde. Most of the guys I know are brunets but I know a lot of brunette girls (and I think that they are quite pretty). I am a blond individual (especially in the summer) and Ann Coulter is a crazy bitch.
Keep in mind that these words are not often used properly any more but it’s nice to know where they came from, eh?
Ok, it’s not REALLY Bamblehoots’ birthday. His actual birthday was May 16, 2007. I only missed it by a month or so. Better late than never. He’s been so busy killing undernourished Gorgons, underage Lurkers or Shambling Mounds to care too much about his special day anyway. He can be seen brandishing a +58 Pronged Invisible Poleax and did up with a _62 Fine Holy Pavise. Don’t piss this Demicanadian Birdrider off though or he’ll cast level 2175 Seasick on you. Booya!
If you didn’t know, Bamblehoots is my Progressquest toon. I have been running him day in and day out for about a year now. Progressquest does all the heavy lifting of character building for you. I’m just happy that my boy has a charisma of 26,268. It’s hard being 6 times prettier than you are strong, nimble, wise or smart but Bamblehoots manages! He’s the best! Happy birthday buddy, you deserve it!
Progress Quest is a next generation computer role-playing game. Gamers who have played modern online role-playing games, or almost any computer role-playing game, or who have at any time installed or upgraded their operating system, will find themselves incredibly comfortable with Progress Quest’s very familiar gameplay. Progress Quest follows reverently in the footsteps of recent smash hit online worlds, but is careful to streamline the more tedious aspects of those offerings. Players will still have the satisfaction of building their character from a ninety-pound level 1 teenager, to an incredibly puissant, magically imbued warrior, well able to snuff out the lives of a barnload of bugbears without need of so much as a lunch break. Yet, gone are the tedious micromanagement and other frustrations common to that older generation of RPG’s.
