Good Morning, DUMBFUCK!


He has a blog, but doesn’t want readers. There’s a writer for ya.

He has a Twitter, but doesn’t want anyone to read it. (Hint: make this account private, or just delete it and go away.  Oh, wait…forgot:  LYING MONKEY TWAT)

He has email, but he’s in such denial that he doesn’t want anyone telling him how diminished his mental capacity really is.

He probably has a podcast, but he clearly doesn’t want to tell anybody about it, which is probably wise, considering the very questionable legality of the content he likes to produce.  

“You have to get out right now…the listeners are coming from INSIDE THE HOUSE!”

He so obviously wants to be an entertainer…but he has no ability to entertain.

He says he wants to be ignored…the quickest path to being adored.

He wants to be left alone…well, if the “beloved” really is wasting away, that day approaches.  He might find that what he asked for isn’t what he wants.


Another Autobiographical Overshare

…courtesy of our old pal SIT-DMC:

I get the shivers when I see that look on McCaskill’s face. It’s the look of a teacher who knows you didn’t get your homework done, and she knows you were out playing with your friends all night while your dad was drunk and your mom was working the truckstop and you didn’t even try to do your homework and she’s waiting for just the right moment to POUNCE on your story… and YOU… to rip you to shreds in front of your classmates, throwing dismembered bits of your body down the aisles between desks, making little Susie (who always was a snot nosed little twat) wear your intestines like a necklace, at least until recess.

And you know…that reminds me of a song…

Mission accomplished, pal.

Mission. Accomplished.


Good Morning, DUMBFUCK!


Hey, DUMBFUCK, when you critique someone else’s usage, make sure you put a period INSIDE and OUTSIDE the quotation mark at the end of the sentence.

God forbid you make that mistake and leave anyone thinking you’re just a garden variety DUMBFUCK and not the  HIGHLY CONCENTRATED, WEAPONIZED EXTRA STUPID DUMBFUCK that we’ve come to know and love as a perpetual source of idiocy.