Thursday, February 26, 2009

pooooootaaaaaaatooooooooooo

got drunk with roomates and threw potatoes and mayonnaisy french fries and nutella=shmeared bread at the windows of my neighbours. potato i chucked went inside window and boy looked at me. living on seventh floor is fun. hope I donèt get stuck in elevator with him.

Blunkdroggers 101

so this may feel once youve read it like wshit, its way to personal, but fuck it, this is a blog (christ i hate that word) for drunks, hence the name, and if you cant deal with that than you can suck on my limp drunk dick. take it some where. else.

so here i am, sitting here in some one elses house, drinking someone elses booze, petting someone elses cat who looks like hitler and im thinking tshoit, where have i gone? i ate with my hands tonight and havent taken the big old spraying shit im sure ethiopians are quite aqquanited with, esxcept in ther ecase ihts cuz of dirty ass water but hell, im itlaian and we took them down in ww2, and that was aboujt it really. razism? i hate native art. yup., i said it. it was my birthday not too long ago, 24 and shit i dont feel like jack bauer or even a wildboy. was sutherland in that? the younger? i am trapped in my inablity to make anythning but thats ok, no itws not, teafcher? prof? who am i kidding? i shouldnt poist this but i will., i think i love all of you, except for the ones i dont or dont really know but you know what?> checfk the beginning jerkoffs. dont like your jerkoff name, jerkoff face, dont like uyou. jerkoff. anyways, 24. sucks balls. lonely, sore dick, not even from over foreplay or grin ding, as has b een the case in my oh so ill illulstrious past. left in a place where i have no fucking clue how to change, all i can do is harken back and wish i had been a better man, lover. does it matter now? no ofcourwse not. does anything i do NoW matter? no, prolly not, ofcourse not, am i so stupid as to think wso and and continje you to think so? yes. i want to be on the 14th floor and be applicaple with you and youre red lipstick and hair. sorry. i wanna read this over bujt know that i shuouldnt, limp dink sucking and all that. broken heart. and all that.

but i digress.

and now

on a lighter notge



the top 5r men i would let touch my body for free.



5- johhney depp- an old staple of sexy lists, johneey is just a goddamned beautiful man. great actor, sharp cheekbones and with a good attitude towards drinking and smoking. juvinile? yes. sexy? yes.



4- paul bettany- first saw him in gangster no. 1 and thought he was jsut the coolest. those scenes where he gets all crazy in the miouth were just the best. married to a gorgoeus women aswell (jennifer connely) he was the most beautiful part of a beautiful mind.



3- clive owen - i wasnt sure about putting him here, but i think the sexiness in sin city deserves it, plus i think clive has got one of the coolest voices ive ever heard. as much as like the "mad" kid in the new ones, i think clive would have been better.

2- colin farrell- he's just sex to me, great looking irishman, good actor (tigerland? yeah, watch it assholes) better when he was a drug addict and drunkard but hell, arent we all? well i mean hes not any more and`has done his latest work not being one but hell.

1- Cillian Murphy - fuck, this man is just goddamned gorgeous. first saw him in batman begins and i was smitten, mind you i was stoned on pot laced with shampoo but those piercing blue eyes ejust killed me. and then in the wind that shakes the barley? he can shake my barley anytime. great actor, even played a woman in breakfast at jupiter, which i didnt see cuz i like my men as men but you know, if your into that...anyways, cillian, sex sex sex. i love this man. sunshine was grreat too.

so thats it. honoruble mentions will follow. notice to my love kendallia, 4 of 5 of these men are from the british isles, keep those eyes peeled baby!

Saturday, February 21, 2009

SUPER MARIO BROSHOESOBAMAWOES

ok ok ok
but this is what in trying to say
ok look.
ok wait
hold on
wait,,,,, wait, fucj,i.m missin my moment
wait hold on, ok i got it,,, wait
now that im tyoing it out i realise im losing it,
fuck
ok so lifel
no wait,
see if its like this we all have dreams, we all wanna be porn stars, or owners of greasy spoons, or crack dealers, or sexers, or graphic designers, or photographers, or musicians, or eggs and bacon or ham or susage, or writers, or filmmakers, or buisiness owners and that's all well and good but i think. to be fair
my dream, my dream is to influence what means most to me and that's the Nintendo Mario Bros. series.
see, i think i get it.
i think i could write the next great mario adventure. now see here old sportsbee
the first marios bros game created a world within a Mushroom Kingdom that has been overrub by, at that time, King Koopa. And you as the italain motherfuck you are you try go on a quest through every colony of the kingdom that makes up the Mushroom to save the Princess that king motherfuck koopa has take hostage for fucking coins and shit. so not only do you go through every corner of every kingdom in search of her and that ass koopa but you also nab every coin you come across so that when yuo finally meet that fucker kooopa you'll trade in those coins for your love. only thing is you've been using those coins for green mushrooms every step of the way. cause fuck it. all you goonna do is take out koopa and take back the princess. cause you're a one team swat team that goes by the name mario.
so we have that. the first marios bros. your bro luigi is back up. and he's mad dope. i love luigi.e
so first mario bros done, you fuck up king koopa and all his minions take all the money you can and bring the princess back to give her the once over in her gian castle.

now mario bros. 2.
see this is a fucking wriote off because at the end you realise it's all a dream. great ending for such an early game in gaming fucktits.
but still you end the game to find out it's all a dream. so really, you just siotting at home as mario dreaming abiout the hayday when the princess would layt you because you saved her that one time when you were bad ass but koopa being all incracerated and shit, means peach has been doing her own thing.

then it's mario 3 time.
see here it's some true real shit.
mario has never been more on his A game then now. Once again he's called in for a purpose to fuck up all assholes taking control of the mushroom kindom in search of the princess and taking every fucking coin you can find. and keeping that shit.
only things have changed. here, to try and stop Koopa from future hostage situations it seems the princeess has divided up here kingdom into smaller kindoms. giving new lords and kings their own owner ship over those lands. so if koopa comes back he'll only terrorize the now recognizeable "mushroom kingdom:". that is now just one colony. But the thing is, in Martio 3 this here Koopa didn't get the messege so he goes on fucking over ever new "king" or "lord" he comes across. Turning them into different defensless animales. so you go on your changind them back as mario. and in retun they give you letters from that sweet piece of ass. When the day is done, you end up fucking koopa over, taking all the money, restoring peace to the colonies, and bringing that sweet piece of ass back home... your bed. so you can stop the bad dreams that was mario 2.

Then you have Super Mario World for the snes.
Here what i feel has happened is that you have banished Koopa to a new world across the stars. A dinasaur planet where he can be more at home. Here he gains power once again, gaining influence over the dumber dinos and renaming himself something more tribal and true to his nature; Bowser.
so now you got Bowser, all pissed, rallying the troops on this dinosaur planet to revolt. What they do is steal the Princess away from her world and hold her hostage again. So you Mario comes out guns a' blazing and says fuck ya'll fucking dinos, she's my bitch i've had enough. so you take out every dino moefuck in ur way until you reach the princess.
see. there's some dinos on that planet that wanna keep the peace. the race of yoshis are like the hippies of the dinosaur world. They want no part in the revolt. and thru them you stage a one man resistence that takes the world over, one continent at a time until you reveal bowser, hiding in his liar and fuck him over. you took all his coin, you take the princess back. you run the shit. you're mario, you're the last resort, and you FUCKING GET RESULTS.

ok so what happens next?
now on snes a bunch of different shit but i'll stick with the classics.
mario rpg sees just the mushroom kingdom thrown in upheal due to some otherworldly mother fucks trying to embraoh on citizens dreams and and wishes. they take al the wish stars out the sky, and take all the power away from good vs. evil so the whole kingdom has run amock. How else are you goonna see mario fighting along side a cloud, bowesr and the princes??
serious, shit goes off. And it shows that bowser is as addicted to the fight as mario is. And the princess loves to be fought over. but they all come together to fight that. it's beauty. pure form. i love it.

64.... mario 64.
this is crazy because it's not about the knigdom at large. Bowser as gone straight to the source with some vodoo magic nad has taken the prince into the paintings inside her castle, you as mario jump into theses paintings... which all represent snapshots of the greater mushroom kingdom, to fight against this magic. beautiful shit. but it's not the kingdom. its mario fighting in paintings getting to bowser, thrwoing his tail around into a big circle and thrwoing him until he says uncle.. great shit, of course. but not primp yet... i feel

so we go gamecube,
and mario has decided to take a vacay after improsining bowser, again. but in this lovely island getaway on the mushroom kingdom boswers son, who you thought was ok becase you were gokarting wiht im fucking months before, graffitis everything and takes the princess again, hostage now for bowser release. you know what?????? fuck that noize! mario is too pissed an not only will he take all bowser jr.s coins but he will also clean up all that shity mess you call art and then take oyu out. and fucking enjoy his vacay. great.

ok ok i'm mising someshit.
but basiciallly last we have mario galaxy
ok bowser has broken out. he has taken the princesss and was like fuck it. "i can't keep her here in the mushroom kingdom and i can't take her to dinosaur world, so i'ma take her to space acroos the univese, fuck that noize"
and he rocks that shit. he's hardcore. to save the princess i had to send that fucker bowser into the sun and he still came back for a second round! crazy ass. but i secured the princess... i secured the galaxty... the universe... so what next?
what can mario do now?

well i feel that the next mario game can really flesh out the mushroom kingdom.. what the the princess peach controls and what she doesn't... and how that effects Mario party, mario go kart, and mario tennis... oh and gold... and baseball... and soccer.
where the fuck does it all relate?
let's go back to the Kingdom and make shit happpen. C'mon bowser let's fuck shit up

so here's what i think for a good next mario game
1) go old school and have bower run amock in the mushroom kingdom but do it with triple the hear this time
2) have some outer being fuck shit up so that mario and bowser are forced to team up again
3) go fucking meta on us and have bowser follow mario back to new york thru the pipes where he's just a lonely fat plumber and have him run amock our world and have mario save it. the end hsould have obama giving a speach about mario and how we should all emulate him. YES WE CAN he will say, YES WE CAN be like mario and look out for our fellow brother, wether it be Luigi, or Joe Nobody, or bum on the corner. yes we can help protect and maintain a better world that isn't run amock by a horny dinosaur named Bowser... and make sure you keep all your fucking coins...

ok ok ok..
i got.. it.
that was it...
ok?

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

you told us bass

just me and dolami now, son.
i find that vodka is a rough tumbling drunk. My head is swooning something heavy and something awful.
and all i need is nother cigarette.
all i really want is to go baclk and change small little details, ones no one would ever really truly notice. just a tweak here or a tity there. It wou;dn't affect you much but it would mean the world oto this guy.
so it's just heavy bass, a badd that seems to haevier every month and i can't really help it.
i like it heavy. maybe i'm just helping along some brutall bassy deep conclusion and so the music comes with me
more bass.. eq's speak your true mind. first it was the treble turned up way too loud and now you want all the bass you could never really handle. but you walk these too grey streets over and over the same light post, the same poster for the same show 3 months old and then one day. surprise! new show coming up, a poster to rot for three months too long, all the whiole the bass dipped lower and lower iwth every step, until one day you just end up shitting your pants.

and ithink about women smoking cigars and today i talked about art on end and where it stands when it looks back at me and laughs from across the bar where better rif raff have their way with naive little boys and girls not willing to use thier elbows when quite clearly the rest of the world is having their fucking way.
but i appeticze.

i've found,
i fine
ifind
it's in the bass.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

WORSENFUNK N DRUNK"S FIRST POST_ WHILE HE"S STONED THOUGH>>>>

some quotes at 1 am;

"you gotta come Provaocative Niggah, you nawmean? , shit gotta be spine-tinglin with mad styles and crazy, DANGEROUS...i mean, bust-yo-shit open beats - you nawmean? It's like, yo, son, yo, we're going to play some funky shit for ya'll. straight up, pay up. PAY UP! PAY UP, NIGGAH, YEEEAH" - Raekwon
all about poetic process; art creation - coming provocative and bringing the g-stance, a style in the bukowski sense, some sense of spirit and stamina. Got to bring it stronger every time gotta a re up and see anew or yoou'll just be a fool, like lue - reid that is who's metal machine music grates the ears into confetti and quotes the bible psalm 187 and the undercover cop.

Autumn leaves must fall down,
growing old
old titties turn to tear drops
as fat ass turns to flab
Sores that was open wounds eventually turn to scab
Trees bright and green turn yellow brown
Autumn caught em, see all them leaves must fall down, growin old
- Andre 3000

Once a funk upon a time;
the concept of specially designed afronauts
capable of funkatizing galaxies
was first laid on man child
but was later repossessed and placed
among the secrets of the pyramids
until a more positive attitude this
most sacred phenomenon could funk be acquired
during these terrestrial projects
it would wait among its co-inhabitants
of kings and pharaohs
like sleeping beauties
for the kiss that would release them
forever in the image of the chosen one
Dr. Funkenstein!
And funk is it's own reward...
May I frighten you?
- George Clinton

Poets of the real urban hymns fuck the verve, those bitches with the wavy hair.

_nick

Saturday, February 14, 2009

why's life gotta be dumb for?
drunk on valentines with my valentine at what, his stiter's house watching smallville?
fuck pheremones, long live the theremin!
CHAUCER

This frere bosteth that he knoweth helle,
yeah fuckin right he does! chaucer be the english man, with the woods having eyes and shit, whatnot. i got the liquor blade demon tongue in me and theyre aine tnow stopp[in it, goin ride around this wtowne. FLAUBERT! french i think , but chaucy has got canterbury and its tales, some pilgrims spilling the shit on the holey land and ima go play assassins creed. in the absence of truth nothing is true. like my town kirs, in my town they got pigoen holes and the gun belch sequence of deniro in how many showboat gilms? by showboat i mean scorsese. he was a man like we was i was. prodigy.

Friday, February 13, 2009

DRUNK!
CHAUCER STYLE

I donèt know what that means but tdoo you ever read something and youère like holy SHIT THAT IS MY FUCKING LIFE but like itès not your life, thatè is tsomeonbody elses life. go write your own fucking book you shit tit. and go write youère own movie. and go make youère own youtubne video.

I am criseyde and I wish taht chaucer didnèt think iw as such a whore.