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Recalling A Simpler Time When Perverts Made House Calls

31 Monday Oct 2011

Posted by Smaktakula in Crime, Culture, News, Stupidity

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anachronisms, Brody Hall, Corry, dingus, exhibitionism, flashers, full Monty, genitals, intoxication, junk, man-meat, Pennsylvania, pervertry, perverts, public nudity, your mother must be very proud

By Smaktakula

Exposing Your Junk To Perfect Strangers Is A Time-Honored American Tradition.

The modern world changes with such baffling rapidity that innovations in technology, fashion and language are transforming yesterday into an unrecognizable anachronism.  The information age has rendered obsolete the newspaper, the personal letter and the DMV.  Thanks to the plethora of pornography available at a keystroke, even the naked human body has become a curious relic of a bygone age.  Pennsylvania pervert Brody Hall made a game effort to turn back the clock on our cynical era by returning some of nudity’s whimsicality and sense of fun.  But like so many other gentle dreamers, Hall found himself crushed beneath the weight  of an impersonal, uncaring societal juggernaut.

A devotee of the lost art of flashing, Hall treated his hometown of Corry, Pennsylvania with an up-close-and-personal view of the young man’s dingus.  After ensuring that he was sufficiently liquored up, Hall knocked on random doors throughout the forgotten backwater, rewarding those who answered with a full Monty.  Hall later explained that his intentions were to “scare the children.”

Your Mother Must Be Very Proud.

But as with so many lofty goals, Hall’s plans met with an insurmountable obstacle: an uncaring, anesthetized society with no time for such old-timey foolishness.   So it was that Hall’s luck ran out when he unknowingly displayed his genitals to Corry’s chief of police, who wasted no time in bringing an end to the exploits of the dangling do-gooder.

The local authorities contend that society is safer without being forced to regard Hall’s waggling man-meat, and perhaps they’re correct.  Maybe there’s no longer any room in this age of instant gratification for a charming relic of yesteryear like the flasher.  Still, society owes a debt to men like Brody Hall.  Thanks to small core of dedicated craftsmen who continue to practice exhibitionism, a charmingly anachronistic piece of our heritage is being preserved for posterity.

Horatio Coxswain, The Legendary 'Marysville Masher,' Was Famous For Exposing Himself While Riding A Bicycle.

Words To Stop Using: Sheeple

27 Thursday Oct 2011

Posted by Smaktakula in Culture, Stupidity

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conformity, Fox Mulder, insufferable arrogance, lemmings, popular opinion, Seriously? Do you even listen to the words coming out of your mouth?, sheeple, Why am I so stupid?, words to stop using

By Smaktakula

You Don't Like To Brag, But You're Way More Clued In To The Truth Than The Rest Of Those . . . Lemmings.

You’ve got a high school education and have knocked out at least twelve units at the local junior college, making you by far the best-educated person in your family.  This academic advantage, coupled with your own as-yet-unrecognized genius has made you privy to revelatory information unavailable to the workaday Joe.  But vital knowledge isn’t like a well-defined six-pack on a washboard stomach–you can’t advertise your intelligence by simply walking around shirtless.  Along with repeatedly trumpeting your genius to all who will listen, an excellent way to showcase it is by using words which make you sound smart.  Unfortunately, sheeple is not among these.

Sheeple, which traces its origins back to the 1950s, refers to a person the speaker feels is too conformist or beholden to the establishment.  The word itself is an amalgam of people and sheep, the latter long regarded as stupid and complacent animals.  Additionally, the word carries with it not only the implication that the subject is foolish and easily lead, but moreover that the speaker is somehow preternaturally wise, and clued in to what’s really going on.

How Can You Just Shake Your Ass While The World Is Burning Around You?

Sadly, it’s no coincidence that the folks who make sheeple a regular staple of their vocabulary tend to be the kind of bitter know-it-alls who once endured semi-regular beatings in the junior high locker room.  The user of sheeple has missed the boat too many times in his or her life, and aches never to be caught clueless again.  This sad mania manifests itself in an unending, Fox Mulder-like quest to find the deeper story, even if it means plumbing the fevered depths of their own overheated imaginations to do so.   Proving that Americans will believe anything if they want to badly enough, the ranks of these self-proclaimed geniuses are swelling.  Still, they take great pride in the thought that their awareness is somehow precious and unique; their insights are somehow more profound than all but a few of the diseased cranks from whom they get their ideas.

Folks, there are many great ways to come off like a smug asshole, but which can also make you sound halfway bright. Throwing around sheeple accomplishes the former, but leaves the listener with no doubt of your staggering and unfathomable idiocy.

Only One Of These Two Dudes Is Hip To What's REALLY Going On.

Here are a few other things we don’t think you should say:

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Kidnappers Of Lindbergh Baby Revealed To Be Wall Street Fatcats

21 Friday Oct 2011

Posted by Smaktakula in Crime, Culture, Culture, News, Politics, Stupidity

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Bruno Hauptmann, Charles Lindbergh, Charles Lindbergh Jr., corporate welfare, fatcats, feudalism, Krauts, Lindbergh Baby, Lindbergh Kidnapping, meow!, patsies, Wall Street

By Smaktakula

Recent revelations prove conclusively that famed kraut patsy Bruno Hauptmann–who maintained his innocence until his execution in 1936–was unjustly convicted in the infamous Lindbergh Baby Case.

"Restore Feudalism Or The Baby Dies!"

 What do we want?  Corporate welfare!  When do we want it? Meow! ∞T.

Youth’s Eternal Struggle

20 Thursday Oct 2011

Posted by Smaktakula in Culture, Stupidity

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bad hair day, dumb kids and the dumb things they do to fuck up their lives, getting back at mom and dad, odious hairstyles, the stupid things white people do to their hair, youth

By Smaktakula

It's Difficult To Find A Personal Style Which Strikes Precisely The Delicate Balance Between A Fashion Statement Shocking Enough To Upset Mom & Dad, And One Which Doesn't Make You Look Like A Complete Asshole.

Commercials We Do Not Like: Messin’ With Sasquatch

17 Monday Oct 2011

Posted by Smaktakula in Culture, Entertainment, Stupidity

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beef jerky, bigfoot, bullies, Commercials, commercials we do not like, cruelty, cryptids, death by Sasquatch, Generation X, inebriation, intoxication, it's all fun and games until someone ruptures a testicle, Jack Link's, Messin' with Sasquatch, mythical creatures, practical jokes, revenge, roadkill, Sasquatch, stupid shit you do when you're drunk, Why am I so stupid?

By Smaktakula

Not Since "I've Fallen And I Can't Get Up" Has A Commercial Pitchman Been The Subject Of So Much Ridicule.

It seems unbelievable that the public would choose sodium-infused roadkill as a snack, and even more unlikely that they would continue to consume this pricey shoe-leather if incessantly bombarded by an annoying commercial.  And yet this is exactly what has come to pass in Jack Link’s popular advertising campaign, Messin’ with Sasquatch.

This Nonexistent Creature Rues The Day He Ever Let A Drunken Washingtonian Take His Picture.

The premise which guides this series of ads is interesting enough: practical jokes.  All the old standards are here: the hand in warm water trick, the rat’s tail,* the ‘want-a-ride?’ tease, and so many more.  The campaign quickly turns unfunny, however, when it becomes apparent that there is but one target of this sophomoric harassment.  Invariably the lonely, hunted Sasquatch is the sole victim to the childish whims of Gen X white guys, and can only bellow inarticulate rage at his tormentors.  Beef jerky, the ostensible focus of the campaign, is tangential to the story, something for the inebriated yahoos consume as they torment the massive cryptid.

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The most damning aspect of the commercials is the complete lack of comeuppance for bigfoot’s tormentors.  After being so cruelly mocked, the enraged Sasquatch reacts violently against the perpetrators,  sometimes tossing them about, once going so far as to turn over a speeding golf cart.  However frightening the beasts’ counterattack, the response is clearly not forceful enough to compel the abusers to desist: the wildly popular commercials continue.  This is a dangerous message for a society already rife with bullies.

The Sasquatch's Peculiar, Non-Threatening Disposition Is A Liability In The Cutthroat World Of Nature.

The Sasquatch’s well-deserved revenge extends only far enough to leave the soused perpetrators with minor injuries, perhaps a fracture or bad sprain.  In a perfect world, these commercials would be so graphic as to require a parental advisory warning, depicting a more realistic fate for those drunken cretins foolish enough to taunt an 800-lb. beast with the brain of a man.  In this more just version, the forest is decorated with the carcasses of Bigfoot’s assailants: human heads nestled in the crotches of trees, entrails festooning tree-limbs like holiday crepe-paper, the woods alive with the electric white noise of flies, and the sky above marked by a slow gyre of lazily circling vultures.  In the center of it all, atop a massive pyramid of sun-bleached bones picked clean of meat, Sasquatch sits munching from a blood-streaked bag of Jack Link’s.

"Fuck Your Jerky! Sasquatch Want BRAINS!" The Comeuppance We'd Really Like To See.

* Smaktakula has personally met someone who ruptured a testicle thanks to a carelessly whipped towel.  Although he went on to father three children, he claims it still hurts when he’s in the shower and “the water hits it just right.”  ∞T.

The Heartbreak Of Psoriasis–It Makes You Stupid

13 Thursday Oct 2011

Posted by Smaktakula in Culture, Science, Stupidity

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Commercials, heartbreak of psoriasis, horrifying infirmities, IBS, incontinence, Irritable Bowel Syndrome, medicine, psoriasis, Restless Leg Syndrome, RLS, self-diagnosis, television, the squirts, TV, Why am I so stupid?

By Smaktakula

Why? Because You're A Creature Of Pure Evil, Of Course.

Aside from wasting away year upon tedious year in medical school, the best resource for individuals wishing to become experts in the science of medicine and well-being is, of course, the television commercial.  It was medical advertising that first brought to the world’s attention such hidden maladies as Restless Leg Syndrome (RLS) or Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS, formerly known as ‘the trots’).  TV commercials reassure aging men with overactive bladders that they don’t suffer alone, and have made it possible to publicly discuss adult incontinence with only mild discomfort.  As it has with so many other areas of knowledge–politics, the arts, Jersey Chic–television has imparted modern society with a robust and erudite knowledge of all things medical.

In recent years, commercials have shed light on the previously misunderstood ailment, psoriasis.  Psoriasis is a skin condition which can result in painful and embarrassing rashes.  Medical professionals have long been acquainted with psoriasis’ physical blight, which sometimes causes the afflicted to be confused with lepers.  But one heretofore-undiscovered symptom which can be inferred from the commercial is that, in addition to turning human skin into tree bark, the malady exerts an adverse effect on mental capacity.  Were this the case, the producers and advertisers behind anti-psoriasis treatments wouldn’t feel compelled to explain that the little men depicted in the commercial as banging on plates are not at all like the actual biological processes of the disease.

Skin Like An Alligator, And A Brain Like One, Too. Sad.

KanyOccupy

12 Wednesday Oct 2011

Posted by Smaktakula in Celebrity, Culture, News, Politics, Stupidity

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bling, Central Park, hip-hop, Kanye West, lip-service, New York, Occupy, Sex Pistols, the wealthy are just plain evil, Wall Street, Why am I so stupid?

By Smaktakula

Hip-hop megastar-cum-supergenius Kanye West lends some sober dignity and political gravitas to the Occupy photo-op.

Kanye, Seen Here Shortly After Landing His Bling-Encrusted Private Jet In Central Park, Wants To Encourage Other Gazillionaires To Follow His Example By Paying Lip-Service.

Don’t know what we want, but we know how to get it. ∞T.

Sex: Still Dirty. Still Wrong.

11 Tuesday Oct 2011

Posted by Smaktakula in Crime, Culture, News, Stupidity

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Adlai Stevenson III, Andrew Morche, beast with two backs, cannot be unseen, crimes against nature, DIVA 145, Farmington, indecent exposure, intercourse, Katy Perry, Luigi's Pizza Parlor, Michigan, old people, Rita Daniels, sex, sex with old people, Tim Adams, WWII, you got a real purty mouth

By Smaktakula

Look, You Have To Make Exceptions From Time To Time.

All too often sexual revisionists claim that the sex act is natural and beautiful, and that moreover, there is nothing filthy, disgusting or iniquitous in two human beings rutting like wild turkeys.  Such advice is not only scurrilously untrue, but represents a growing threat to the fabric of society.  Sexual intercourse, which has been identified in several reputable studies as a potential trigger for the production of offspring, often leads to venereal disease, shame–and in extreme cases, marriage.  The dangers posed to our society by climate change or America-hating Islamofascists pale when compared with the Beast With Two Backs.  This is amply illustrated in the sad story of Andrew Morche, a Farmington, Michigan police officer, who saw something that human eyes were not meant to see, and is still picking up the pieces of his shattered life.

Last month, Morche responded to a call alleging indecent activity in the parking lot of a local business, in full view of a ten-year-old child.  Arriving at Luigi’s Pizza Parlor, Morche reported seeing a Buick Regal with heavy condensation on the windows.  The vehicle was rocking slightly.

Experts Agree: The Worst Thing About Shameful Sex Is Getting Caught At It.

An experienced officer, Morche was prepared for a scene of carnal abandon.  However, it is likely that the officer failed to note the Buick’s vanity license plate, DIVA 145, before proceeding.  Had he made this small observation,  Morche would have in all probability been better prepared for the horror that followed. Instead, acting more from instinct and a sense of duty than anything else,  the courageous officer opened the Buick’s door, unwittingly exposing himself to the unnatural scene playing out before him.

The tableau revealed to the hapless officer was an abomination from Dante’s Inferno.: a mottled, writhing mass of sweat-streaked 126-year-old flesh.  At the epicenter of the nastiness was 54-year-old Tim Adams.  Perched atop him and bucking like a leather-coated piston was desiccated old crone Rita Daniels, 71, whom it should be noted was born before the United States’ entry into World War II.

Greeted by such a sight, even the most grizzled amputee-porn enthusiast could be forgiven a momentary loss of composure.  Morche asked the painfully obvious question–just what was the couple doing?

Fun Fact: Rita Once Blew Adlai Stevenson III.

The pair’s appalling lack of both shame and human dignity is evident in Adams’ reply.  Not only was he cognizant of his transgression against nature, but actually reveled in the filth, boasting, “I’m fucking this chick.”

Both suspects were booked for public indecency, and will have their day in court.  The victims who witnessed these unnatural acts are shaken, but in time they will heal and put the events of that ghastly September evening behind them.  However, if any good comes from this shameful episode, it will be the heightened public awareness of the dangers and pitfalls attendant with sexual relations.  Perhaps the story of Adams and Daniels can eclipse its own shame by reigniting a wave of American celibacy.

Our Litmus Test: If They Don't Know What This Is, It's Okay To Proceed.

Brown Out

05 Wednesday Oct 2011

Posted by Smaktakula in Culture, Stupidity

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blond, blond people are stupid, blondes, childish sexual innuendo, dark roots, Hey Blondie!, Jessica Simpson, real blond doesn't need to advertise

By Smaktakula

If a woman EVER mentions her blondness (e.g., I’m having a blonde moment or blondes have more fun) it’s a guaranteed fact that the carpet doesn’t match the drapes.

Sure, It's Tacky, But She Looks Ever-So-Slightly Smarter.

The windows to the soul are not the eyes, but rather the eyebrows. ∞T.

Sweaty Balls Bunch Panties

23 Friday Sep 2011

Posted by Smaktakula in Culture, News, Stupidity

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Ben & Jerry, childish sexual innuendo, Church Lady, Colon Blow, Hans & Franz, hypocrisy, ice cream, obscenity, overreaction, protests, Saturday Night Live, Schweddy Balls, self-righteousness, SNL, sweaty balls, Vermont

By Smaktakula

It's Said That Once You Try The Chocolate Salty Balls, No Other Salty Ball Will Ever Completely Satisfy.

Counterculture ice cream pushers Ben & Jerry have gone too far this time. Heretofore, no one cared that they were eccentric–the public generously tolerated their confectionary love of dirty jam bands, which takes form in such bad trip flavors as Phish Food, Cherry Garcia and Bon-Bon Jovi.

Dippy-trippy fun is one thing, but outright filth is something altogether beyond the pale.  The Vermont ice-cream commissars have thrown good taste to the wind, naming their latest abomination Sweaty Balls.  In most cases we regard as silly those protests levied for moralistic reasons, and encourage potential protesters to un-bitch themselves and simply not purchase the offending product. However, there comes a time when the conscience can no longer countenance obscenity and rebels against the undermining of our most cherished values.   When such potty-mouthery is used to smear a wholesome, all-American treat like ice cream, Promethean Times must take its place among the righteously indignant and tell Ben & Jerry: NO MORE!

We're Just Saying They Could Have Based Their Product On A Wholesome SNL Sketch, Like 'Hans & Franz,' 'Church Lady,' Or 'Colon Blow.'

Update:  As it turns out, the product in question isn’t called “Sweaty Balls” at all, but rather, “Schweddy Balls,” based on the popular Saturday Night Live sketch of the same name.

In light of this, it is possible to view our earlier statements as something of an overreaction.  In retrospect, we feel like complete assholes.  We can only assume that other critics of Schweddy Balls made the same mistake we did, and that once they are apprised of their error, they will also have the decency to feel like complete assholes.

Seriously, Though--'Sweaty Balls' Could Put You Off Ice Cream Forever.

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