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Age: 37
City: Los Angeles
State: CALIFORNIA
Country: US

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Wednesday, November 19, 2008 
http://gawker.com/5090339/prince-says-god-against-homosexuality

"God came to earth and saw people sticking it wherever and doing it with whatever, and he just cleared it all out. He was, like, 'Enough.' "

He was also like, so articulate.

Next up, Prince and Ted Nugent co-host an anti-gay variety hour.




If U're 18 and over, come here
I got something 4 your mind
(Come)
U should do that baby
No more will U cry
(Come)
The spirit is calling
Here's a reason why
(Come)
If U had a chance 2 see the future would U try?
(Come)
If U will, so will I

(Come)
When I call U up, I wanna tell U what 2 wear
(Come)
Don't be surprised if I tell U 2 go bare
(Come)
Long as U wash between your soul and through your hair (I'm gonna do it)
(Come)
I'll do my duty there

(Come)
U should do that baby
No more will U cry
(Come)
The spirit's calling
Here's a reason why
If U had a chance (come) 2 see the future would U try?
(If U had a chance 2 see the future would U try?)
(Come)
If U will, so will I
(If U will, so will I)

(Come)
(When U) When I lay U down I'm gonna tell U what 2 feel
(Come)
(Don't U) Don't be surprised if I make U my daily meal
(Come)
(Lickin' U inside) Lickin' U inside, outside
(Outside) All sides (All sides), up and down (up and down)
(Come)
With my tongue in the crease, baby I go 'round
When I go down, down, down, (Come) down, down, down, da-da-down

(When I do, no more)
No more will U cry
(Come)
Spirit's calling
Here's a reason why
(Come)
If U had the chance 2 see the future would U try?
(If U had the chance 2 see the future would U try?)
(Come)
If U will, so will I
(If U will, so will I)
So will I

(Come)
U should do that baby
U should do that girl
(Come)
(Come)
U should do that baby
(Come)
(Come)
U should do that girl

(Come)
When I suck U there
I don't wanna hear U scream (Don't wanna hear U scream)
(Come)
Don't talk or breathe
Don't cough or sneeze
Oh, just dream, dream, dream
Baby, my tongue's gonna do things that U never seen (Seen)

(Come)
(When I) When I blow that mind baby
(Come)
I'm gonna drive U crazy
(Come)

U should do that girl (No more will U cry)
(Come)
U should do that baby (Here's a reason why)
(Come)
(If U had the chance 2 see the future would U try?)
{do that girl, do that girl}
(Come)
U should do that baby (If U will, so will I)
(Come on, come on, come on)
(No more will U cry)
(Come)
(Here's a reason why)
(Come)
(If U had the chance 2 see the future would U try?)
(Come)
(If U will so will I)
Now break it down

(Come)
(Come)
(When I blow that mind baby)
(Come)
(I'm gonna drive U crazy)
(Come)

Can I suck U baby?
(Come)
Can I fuck U baby?
(Come)
I wanna suck U baby
(Come)

Shout it (Come) ou-ou-out
(No more will U cry)
(Come)
(Here's a reason why)
(Come)
And if U had a chance 2 see the future would U try?
Oh, (Come)
If U will, (So will I) if U will, so will I (So will I)

Like a (Come) splendid, open ended
Celibate friend (No more will U cry), pretending
Not 2 know (Come) it (know it) when I blow it (blow it)
In your eyes (Here's a reason why)
Like a strawberry (Come), chocolate
Fender jazz, mashed potato, fuzztone (Come)
All over your thighs

Oh baby
That's the only (Come) Come I know
When I'm deep inside that
Yeah, that's the only (Come) time
The only time U go
"Ooh, baby U're so good"
"Ooh, baby U're so good"
Aw, shut up (Come)
This is just so U Come

Come
Come
No more will U cry

It's no wonder there's a puddle there
Holding it in 4 so long
U know U can let it go
It won't be wrong
(Come)
It's just U and me baby
Tonight and 4ever more
(Come)
U should do that baby
Fuck it
On the floor
(Come)

Or better yet, why don't U do it on the chair?
(Come)
U should get that shit started
U can change your underwear
(Come)
Yeah, U can always change your underwear
(Come)

It don't mean your rep cuz U kiss in a restaurant
(Come)
It don't mean your rep just cuz me tallywhacker suckin' is all U want
(Come)
All it means it that the 1 that Come before me never made U Come
U should do that baby
(Come)

Should do that baby
Come
Do that baby Do that baby
Come
Let me suck U

(Come)
(Come)
(Come)
(Come)
(Come)
Don't scream
Don't talk
(Come)
Don't breathe
(Come)
Just lay back
Just lay back
(Come)
Just lay back and dream
Dream (Come)
Dream
Dream (Come)

(Come, Come, Come, Come, Come)
(Come, Come, Come, Come, Come)
(Come, Come, Come, Come, Come)

(Come)
Oh yeah
(Come)
Oh love
(Come)
Did U Come, Come, Come, Come
(Come)
I wanna know
(Come)
(Come)

(U should do that baby) U should do that baby
(Come)
Oh yes (Oh yes)
Oh yes
Come
U should do that baby
(Do that girl)
(Come)
(Oh yeah)
(Come)

No more, no more (No more will U cry)
Will U cry, cry, cry, cry (Here's a reason why)
If U had the chance
(Come)
(If U had the chance) 2 see the future would U try?
(Come)
If U will, if U will, so will I
(If U will, so will I)
{Come, Come, Come}
(Baby)
(Come)
(Come)
When I blow that mind baby
(Come)
I'm gonna drive U crazy
Come
U should do that baby
Monday, November 03, 2008 


If you're not exactly like me, then fuck you.
Saturday, October 25, 2008 
Tuesday, October 21, 2008 
Friday, October 17, 2008 


"I don't like the fact that he thinks us white people are trash… because we're not!"

Yikes and double yikes. I'm against a southern border wall, but can one be built around these people?
Tuesday, October 14, 2008 
Be strong.
Have courage.
And fight.
Fight for a new direction for our country.
Fight for what's right for America.
Fight to clean up the mess of corruption, infighting and selfishness in Washington.
Fight to get our economy out of the ditch and back in the lead.
Fight for the ideals and character of a free people.
Fight for our children's future.
Fight for justice and opportunity for all.
Stand up to defend our country from its enemies.
Stand up, stand up, stand up and fight.
America is worth fighting for.
Nothing is inevitable here.
We never give up.
We never quit.
We never hide from history.
We make history.
Sunday, October 12, 2008 
http://www.news.com.au/story/0,23599,24482080-401,00.html

"A giant suicide net will be hung beneath San Francisco's Golden Gate Bridge in a $75 million bid to catch people trying to jump to their deaths."

Not only can't we get physician assisted suicide legalized – http://www.thestranger.com/seattle/Content?oid=691855
– but now we're going to actively work to stop people from making an honest leap to their deaths?

If you're not suicidal, then doesn't this actually make you want to jump off Golden Gate and into a big safety net? Couldn't $75 million be better spent on the arts or schools or hand crafted back scratchers?



http://www.compassionandchoices.org/hemlock/
Currently listening:
Streetcleaner
By Godflesh
Release date: 1994-06-21
Friday, October 10, 2008 
The crowds are getting restless. When Palin or McCain speak before their red-faced mobs, screams and taunts of "terrorist," and "Kill him!" erupt whenever Obama is alluded to.
For many years Republicans have spoken in hostile terms about the left. You can see it in the title of their most popular books: Deliver Us from Evil: Defeating Terrorism, Despotism, and Liberalism by Sean Hannity, Treason: Liberal Treachery from the Cold War to the War on Terrorism by Ann Coulter and The Enemy Within: Saving America from the Liberal Assault on Our Churches, Schools, and Military by Michael Savage. In these titles liberals are defined as the enemy, as treasonous, as treacherous, as traitors and as plain evil.
It's hardly a surprise the right wingers in attendance at Palin and McCain speeches hurl such slurs when you get the politicians and major media mouth pieces of the party saying things like...

I tell people don't kill all the liberals. Leave enough so we can have two on every campus - living fossils - so we will never forget what these people stood for.
– Rush Limbaugh

We're going to keep building the party until we're hunting Democrats with dogs.
– Senator Phil Gramm (R-TX) – an architect of our current financial crisis and co-sponsor of the Gramm–Leach–Bliley Act that paved the way to the $700 billion bailout. He is also John McCain's economic advisor, the one who said America was a nation of whiners and that the recession was psychological.

Get rid of the guy. Impeach him, censure him, assassinate him. – Rep. James Hansen (R-UT) 11/1/1998 talking about President William Jefferson Clinton.

We need to execute people like John Walker in order to physically intimidate liberals, by making them realize that they can be killed, too. Otherwise, they will turn out to be outright traitors. – Ann Coulter

I'm thinking about killing Michael Moore, and I'm wondering if I could kill him myself, or if I would need to hire somebody to do it. No, I think I could. – Glenn Beck

A submarine could take this place out. – George W. Bush speaking about the Clinton Library.

Intimidating liberals through violence, killing, hunting them down with dogs, proposing assassination for liberal politicians and pondering outright military strikes against physical "liberal" sites are all par for the course within the hateful rhetoric of a frighteningly angry political party.
War is all they know. Their followers will be committing violent acts, up to and including murder, before this election is through. Their rage will turn outwards, and it will fan outwards and it will be bloody and it will be their legacy.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008 
ADM and Cargill are fighting back against those high fructose corn syrup deriders by producing a series of commercials that dare to say, "Eat it bitch!"
The advertisements feature someone who doesn't want to ingest HFCS. He or she says, "You know what they say about that stuff?" Then their smug pro-HFCS friend replies, "Yeah, like what? What do they say? Huh? Answer me! Do they say it's made from corn? Delicious golden 100% natural corn! America was built on corn, you sugar-tit sucking commie! Eat it! Eat it!"

The videos and some commentary can be found here.
Saturday, September 13, 2008 
ABC's Charles Gibson asked McCain, "Can you honestly say you feel confident having someone [Palin] who hasn't traveled outside the United States until last year, dealing with an insurgent Russia?"

McCain answered, "Sure, Alaska is right next to Russia. She understands that."



Sarah Palin, asked by Gibson for insights about recent Russian actions said, "They're our next-door neighbors and you can actually see Russia from land here in Alaska, from an island in Alaska."

Let's make one thing abundantly clear...



Is it clear now? Is it clear that McCain and Palin have no clue what they're talking about. Why do they insist on giving the press these basic geography lessons? Yes, Alaska is close to Russia, but this isn't Risk™. Holding Kamchatka will not prove a wise strategy.

Friday, September 12, 2008 
I'd talk about what day it is today, seven years later and all, but I feel I can't.
9-11™ is the proprietary trademark of the U.S. Republican party, and they reserve all rights to its political use. The memories of the dead, the national grief and trauma are all the G.O.P.'s. They own it. To discuss that day within a non-Republican approved framework opens me up to copyright infringement lawsuits. It's Patriot Day, and we all know who the true patriots are... Republicans! They are America's patriots. They're the ones who did nothing when handed a document titled, "Bin Laden Determined to Strike In US." They're the ones who put the anti-terrorism command center in the World Trade Center even when experts advised strongly against doing so.
They're the ones who told us to buck up and go shopping after the attacks. They're the ones who were too obsessed with elephant shit on the virgin Mary's tits to look into NY City's firefighter's faulty radios.
They were the ones who told volunteer rescue workers at ground zero that the air was safe to breathe.
They're the ones who blamed the constitutional separation of church and state for the attack ("the pagans, and the abortionists, and the feminists, and the gays and the lesbians ..., the ACLU, People For the American Way, all of them who have tried to secularize America...helped this happen...")
They're the ones who retaliated against a country that had nothing to do with the attacks on that day seven years ago and continue to spend $12 billion a month occupying that same country.
The Republicans own the memory of 9-11™ because they are the reason 9-11™ was what it was. It could have been just another day. If not for the interference of the Republican controlled supreme court ousting Gore and appointing Bush it could have been our very own Guy Fawkes Night.
With a little minor editing of the Guy Fawkes Night page on Wikipedia...

Osama Bin Laden Day (also known as Airline Day, Terror Day and sometimes Middle East Day) is an annual celebration on the evening of the 11th of September. It celebrates the foiling of the WTC Plot of the 11 September 2001 in which a number of Muslim conspirators, including Osama Bin Laden, attempted to blow up the World Trade Center Towers in New York, New York, USA and the Pentagon in Washington D.C., USA.

Because of Republicans that's a fantasy.
Saturday, September 06, 2008 
Any thoughts on the names Track, Trig, Bristol, Willow, and Piper? Does it seem exceptionally cruel to name a down syndrome baby after a branch of higher mathematics the child is likely to never understand? Is Willow doomed to become a Golden Gate Park acid eater who puts on sock puppet shows for terrified children? I can't help but feel these sound more like the names of pets than children. Of course, judging by what Sarah Palin feels about the validity of a science curriculum that includes creationism, her kids probably had an education comparable to that of caged rabbits.
Saturday, August 30, 2008 
Friday, August 22, 2008 
Thursday, August 21, 2008 
Teega, teega, teega! –– I know the door bell rang at least thrice. It might have gone off more than that, but it was the last three that woke me. It sounds like war outside. There is pounding on the window. I hear a masculine voice yell, "Hello! Open your door! Hello!" I drift bleary eyed out of the bedroom and into the living room. The air battering blades of a chopper beat close overhead. A flashlight beam shines through the sheer leopard print drapes. It darts franticly this way and that – crazy waterbug style.
"Police department," the voice yells. I get to the front door. I open it.
"Yes?" I ask. There's a cop in the yard with his flashlight, and two others standing over in the driveway holding a leashed dog. The cop by the front windows comes up to the front steps.
"Can you put your dog inside?" he asks. I look at what I thought was their police dog.
"I don't have a dog, " I say and make a feeble hand gesture towards their dog.
"The dog in back," he clarifies.
I understand a little better. "That's the people's in the back house," I tell him.
"We tried to get their attention from next door, but couldn't reach them," he says.
"She'll bark," I say, "but won't bite."
"Could get them to take her in?"
"I can just go back there with you," I say.
"It'd be better if she went inside. She won't like us very much."
"I can't blame her," I said. "I'll go have them take her in."
"Thank you," says the cop.
I put on a pair of shorts and slip on my shoes. I walk into the backyard. It's like a discotheque. Light and shadows are jumping in and out from all directions. The ground appears to swell and bust apart under my feet. I feel like I'm off center, staggering and weaving and tilting far to the right like I should have had a V-8. The neighbor's open the door before I get there.
"What's going on?" Antonio asks me.
"Cops. They want Nala inside. They have a police dog," I say.
"Do you know what they want?" Antonio asks.
"Just Nala inside. Nothing to do with any of us," I yell over the sound of the whapping blades and helicopter engine. I thought that "nothing to do with us" line would help him stay calm. Nala trots indoors, and I walk back to my back door. The cops are at the gate with their K9 unit. "She's in," I tell them.
"Good," the cop I had spoken to before says, and adds, "Please go inside; we're coming back."

He didn't need to say it. I was going in. I guess he needed to get in one order. All his other interactions with me had been requests, but that pig in him had to slip out for one fascist second. I went in, as I was doing before the blasted pig ordered it. They came back, shone their torches into the dark corners of the backyard, and left the way they had come.
What was the point? Ringing my doorbell, pounding on the windows, probing with their flashlights, waking me up, waking the neighbors up and making them take in the dog. What if a knife wielding madman was snarling in one of the dark areas of the backyard, unseen? Is that what they were looking for? Was I being used as bait? I was sent into no man's land in a white t-shirt and shorts, a helicopter spotlight making a well lit target of me. I didn't think about it then. I was too tired to think about it. The doorbell that woke me went off at 1:40 AM, and the whole thing was over in under five minutes. The helicopter and the rest of the pigs had split. It was 1:45 in the morning, and after all that I finally felt slightly awake, and had plenty to think about to keep me from sleep for another hour. Pricks.