Things to do to pass time when bedridden

February 6, 2011

After a month or more of being bedridden and high on pills after an operation, I’ve found several WONDERFUL ways to pass the time.

Staring contest with the wall or the ceiling. If someone ask what you’re staring at, choose the classy response “What the fuck do you think I’m staring at?” and show what a charmer you are.

Staring contest at squirrels that may or may not simply be hallucinations because of excessive amount of painkillers.

Same with birds.

Make nurses cry.

Try to eat a book.

Attempt to abruptly quit painkillers completely without warning for four days. It’ll be great fun for everyone.

Watch crappy anime on Cartoon Network and still realize it sucks ass despite how high you are.

Update shitty blog because you lack anything else to do and can’t get your hands on a gun yet.

Analyzation of retardation

November 25, 2010

Trolling is a great past time and a fun way to analyze people’s personalities. Coincidentally, Facebook is a wonderful place to do so. I will now analyze some trolling. To be fair, I used my awesome Paint skills to blot out faces and change names to be more fitting.

Herp started a status update claiming someone to not be their beau or something, which apparently means boyfriend. Derp quickly responds, outing herself as desperate, seen in example 1. In example 2, Herp laments on the problem her multiple male genitals cause by scaring Blarr, which will be his code for now, the fuck out. Derp then decide Blarr is her skype prostitute, further cementing her desperation, seen in example 3. Herp then complains about his hour long showers, which I got to agree with her about. One hour is far too fucking long and wasteful. I’m a cripple, I use around 15 minutes and I consider that long.
Anyway, another person enter the status commenting list and expresses his confusion about what a beau is, which is understandable.
BUT HOLD THE FUCK UP! SOME FUCKING JACKASS STARTED SOME SHIT HERE! Can be seen quite clearly in example 6, if you just move your gaze that-a-way.
Herp then proclaims her craving for yam and then helpfully points out what a beau is. Derp then proceeds to say that Blarr is a smelly motherfucker, which is good for her. And good gods, if she talks the way she types, she must be five years old mentally.

Oh, fuck, the jackass is starting some shit now. He’s correcting the mentally five year old woman. But let’s give her the benefit of doubt, hope that she’ll be rational and take it as the joke it is and take a look at point 2.
Oh, wait, no. She freaks the fuck out. Who’d have guessed? It’s not like it was obvious. At all. She then goes on a bitchfest about “you don’t rule the internet” to the jackass, which he doesn’t, but fail to think of that the same rules applies to him. He can type whatever the fuck he want, no matter how assholeish, so she shouldn’t complain. Of course, it’s completely lost on her.
Durr then decide to proclaim his love for babies. Must be Japanese or something. He also see someone named Naki.
Herp shows her sexism by telling all the guys to shut the fuck up in point 4. And because I was too lazy, Durr showing he loves Herp in addition to babies is also point 4. Fuck you.
Herp proceeds to completely lose all her grammatical abilities, followed by Durr rambling.
Derp then shows herself to be oh so innocent by offering to fuck them both. Because we all know it’s just sooooo KYOOT to act like a two-cent whore.

Part 1 to 3 is them all acting like whores.
OH FUCK THE JACKASS IS BACK! HOLD YOUR FUCKING HORSES GUYS! But now it really starts to get good, as Durr wants to act heroic in front of the bitches. He starts rambling about how you shouldn’t be that pathetic, when he’s done similar stuff before without even a hint of remorse to this day, and he ‘knows’ the jackass isn’t like that, deep down. Obviously, fucker don’t know him good enough.
At least the jackass is being honest, but still an asshole.
Oop! Durr is trying to act big again, saying that’s not REALLY what he means and something about being hypocritical! While it falls through even at the beginning if you only vaguely know him, the point where it would fall through for everyone is at the part he uses ‘bro’ and proclaim that they’re all friends here. Obviously, jackass isn’t exactly friendly, so his theory is already shot down before he presented it.

Jackass fuels the fire by rightfully asking asking how long he’s been friends with Derp and how soon can he stop.
Now, I honestly must say I got no fucking clue what Durr is talking about in the second point. Might be because I out of principles never go on fourchan. Durr also uses a hipster-level insult by claiming jackass to be “too cool and edgy”. All he needed to add was “I liked you before you got cool” to make it complete.
Herp then rise to the bait in anger and tells jackass he’s basically being a jackass. He then agrees by saying he does it because he’s good at it. At least good enough to antagonize them. Herp proceeds to claim him to be something he never said he was, out of self-righteous fury! Jackass then outs himself as a troll, showing his sadness over how they apparently do not realize a troll is in their midst. Aaaaaaand Durr makes a complete fool of himself by acting like a juvenile idiot. Way to go, big man.

We immediately start off our new image by Herp clearly ignorant of what a troll actually is.
BUT HOLD THE FUCK ON! BLARR IS HERE NOW! And…he for once responds in a somewhat rational manner, only taking the grammar bait and not making too much of a deal of it. Most of his post is just as self-righteous as Herp’s post, but at least he’s not attacking anyone. Durr also shows he needs others to speak for him since he himself got the mental capabilities of a carrot. He didn’t say that directly, but I’m taking artistic freedom on that one.
Jackass then spouts some moral bullshit. It’s not really important, but read it if you want.
Durr is being ignorant again. Big surprise.
Durr is now also known as Kata and Jackass as Richard. And Blarr is doing the only rational move so far and asking, nicely, if they can stop! Why the fuck didn’t any of the other idiots think of this before? We might never know.

Trolling successful. Herp acknowledges it by stating she might as well delete the whole thing because she obviously can’t manage to stop it otherwise, like by, oh I don’t know, asking nicely instead of ranting? Naaaaaw.
And the troll also acknowledges the fact his trolling is successful by being a jackass.
The smiley is artistic representation of a friend of mine’s reaction to this whole clusterfuck.

Trolling, Dave Strider style

September 5, 2010

I know a person called Pyro. Pyro likes to make male genitalia related jokes at others. Let us now observe as I retaliated as my own personal muse Olaf, the giant, retarded, rabid viking, whispered inspirational words of “APPLE JUICE” and “GRAAAAAAAAAAAH!” to help me pick the right words.

[8:30:09 AM] James [Pyro]: I knew that was gunna get turned into a cock joke.
[8:31:12 AM] Drachir D Nalem: I don’t need to make one. You’re enough of one already.
[8:31:54 AM] James [Pyro]: Says the man named “Dick”
[8:32:20 AM] Drachir D Nalem: No, that’s your nick name for me, once again showing your homosexual tendencies towards me.
[8:32:25 AM] Drachir D Nalem: You really need to stop that.
[8:32:49 AM] James [Pyro]: Richard is shortened to..
[8:32:54 AM] James [Pyro]: >.>
[8:33:02 AM] Drachir D Nalem: I already told you, stop hitting on me.
[8:33:03 AM] James [Pyro]: I think I just lost.
[8:34:00 AM] James [Pyro]: Yeah, all I got is “Nah man, hitting is your thing.”
[8:35:18 AM] Drachir D Nalem: Ok broski listen proper, I’m not hitting on you you’re hitting on me and you’re doin’ a damn good job. I’m about 5 seconds away from unzippin’ and preforming a fucking miracle just so I can stand up and you spend 10 glorious minutes absorbed in gobbin’ on my flesh porpose.
[8:36:18 AM] Drachir D Nalem: Don’t go silent now, you gotta practice gettin’ that mouth nice and wide.
[8:36:55 AM] James [Pyro]: If that weren’t so long it’d be in my status.
[8:36:57 AM] James [Pyro]: >.>
[8:37:03 AM] James [Pyro]: I SAID STATUS!
[8:37:33 AM] Drachir D Nalem: Don’t lie you said mouth. Don’t even try and sli
[8:37:38 AM] Drachir D Nalem: slip that shit past me.
[8:37:52 AM] Drachir D Nalem: your fruedian slips are as slippy as my cock is gon’ be
[8:38:50 AM] James [Pyro]: Ok. I gotta give you credit. You flipped the script faster then Micheal J Fox.
[8:39:40 AM] Drachir D Nalem: Script? nah This is straight from the heart brodidly. Everything I’m feeling now, is bein’ felt in my normally non feeling cock.
[8:40:26 AM] James [Pyro]: Suki will be happy to know.
[8:40:31 AM] James [Pyro]: You can stop now.
[8:41:13 AM] Drachir D Nalem: Aw hell no, we’re in this shit, deep and entrenched
[8:41:34 AM] Drachir D Nalem: We are gettin fucking matrimonial in this bitch
[8:41:42 AM] Drachir D Nalem: You got the ring, I’ll make it sing
[8:41:52 AM] Drachir D Nalem: Open up baby lets do this thing.
[8:42:04 AM] Drachir D Nalem: Stop
[8:42:06 AM] Drachir D Nalem: Don’t talk
[8:42:08 AM] Drachir D Nalem: Just gob
[8:42:14 AM] James [Pyro]: Damnit Yami, Brokeback Mountain made people feel less uncomfortable then this.
[8:42:14 AM] Drachir D Nalem: NOMNOM NOM BABY
[8:42:22 AM] Drachir D Nalem: SHUT UP AND SUCK ME BITCH!
[8:44:47 AM] Drachir D Nalem: Now, do you really want to take another cock joke?
[8:44:53 AM] Drachir D Nalem: Because I can keep this shit up
[8:45:15 AM] Drachir D Nalem: And you will take it
[8:45:19 AM] Drachir D Nalem: Like the little bitch you are
[8:45:32 AM] James [Pyro]: Says the paralyzed man.
[8:45:34 AM] James [Pyro]: Fuck.
[8:45:39 AM] James [Pyro]: Because I can keep this shit up
[8:45:42 AM] James [Pyro]: To that.
[8:46:05 AM] Drachir D Nalem: You obviously don’t have much experience with paralyzed homies
[8:46:09 AM] Drachir D Nalem: So imma educate you
[8:46:35 AM] James [Pyro]: It works but you just don’t feel it.
[8:46:39 AM] James [Pyro]: Correct?
[8:47:02 AM] James [Pyro]: So your like.. gods gift to women.
[8:47:19 AM] James [Pyro]: I mean, you already come with a chair.
[8:50:06 AM] Drachir D Nalem: No, everything below the waist is god’s gift to your face. Pucker up, honey.
[8:51:24 AM] James [Pyro]: No thanx.
[8:51:49 AM] James [Pyro]: And are you having fun given you don’t usually talk like this?
[8:52:52 AM] Drachir D Nalem: It’s not a choice, broski. You asked for this, begged even. All 24 inces of it.
[8:53:44 AM] James [Pyro]: Right..
[8:53:54 AM] James [Pyro]: I’mma go to sleep now..
[8:54:18 AM] James [Pyro]: And pray to a god I don’t believe in that I don’t have nightmares of this.
[8:54:48 AM] Drachir D Nalem: Try not to cover your fuckin’ face in man made baby juice at the thought me.
[8:56:21 AM] Drachir D Nalem: Sweet dreams, sweetheart.

Five minutes later he called another friend of his instead of actually going to sleep. He was just that traumatized.

James says:
-vagina joke-
Drachir D Nalem says:
Aw shit you wanna be matrimonial again?
Let me get the african neck rings.
You gon’ need ‘em for the gobblin’
James says:
No. I followed your rules.
Drachir D Nalem says:
That’s a good girl
Now get back to the kitchen
Them sandwhiches ain’t making themselves, numpnuts
James says:
Sandwich*?
Drachir D Nalem says:
Oh, come on now brodidly, you’re using that mouth all wrong
You either get a sandwich here or you’ll get down on your knees
James says:
Your totally breaking your guidelines you know.
I didnt make a cock joke.
Drachir D Nalem says:
Now, see, you just ain’t reading between the lines here broduski
It might be all the man love covering your eyes from when you dreamt about me.
James says:
Well, congrads bro. You actually follow a punishment more cruel then “pun”ishment.
Drachir D Nalem says:
It’s not punishment when you love it oh so much
Or else you wouldn’t keep begging for it like the female canine you tend to often resemble
James says:
Right.. Cuz im supposed to be gay.
Supposed.
Keyword.
Drachir D Nalem says:
If you weren’t you wouldn’t be begging for this so much
That was a clear invitation right there
And I’m a provider
James says:
Not begging for anything.
Simply humoring you.
To a limit, that is.
Drachir D Nalem says:
Is that what you Americans call it nowadays?
Cute
James says:
To see you act a fool for once is amusing tho.
Its rare.
Drachir D Nalem says:
You’re begging for it, that’s why you keep acting out. You know after a while I’mma have to put you in your place; attached to my throbing knob of prime cripple flesh

Extremely important shit

July 4, 2010

Since everything mundane seem to be important as all fuck for 98% of people writing blogs, I will take it upon myself to document in text the adventures of a snail in my window ledge thingymajiggy. Better put on your fucking seat belts, epic shit is about to go down!

Start of observation: It’s sort of just being there.

10 min: Haven’t moved much. Still just sort of being there.

20 min: It’s moved a bit. I think. Not quite sure, I was looking the other way for a while.

30 min: It’s going forward! HOLY FUCKING SHIT IT’S SO IMPORTANT TO TELL PEOPLE ALL THIS! IT’S LIKE WATCHING A FUCKING JET ENGINE SLOWLY SLITHER ACROSS MY WINDOW LEDGE! ISN’T THIS SO FUCKING EPIC I KNOW I THINK IT IS!

40 min: Got bored and flicked the snail away. Still was more entertaining than reading blogs in general. I’m now gonna do something productive instead of wasting time here.

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March 14, 2010

I’m now gonna just write the moral of the weekend. If more than five people wants me to, I may write something witty on monday.

Moral of the weekend is: Babies are GREAT makeshift baseballs.

Yarr

March 12, 2010

I will now tell another completely true tale, because my actual life isn’t interesting enough to write in a blog about. I also want to mention, again, that I AM FORCED TO DO THIS! I’m still considering just staring into a wall instead.

Anyway, once upon a time there was a world called Foodtopia. There lived many types of people, like the Waffleians, Potatomons and so on. The Waffleians were constantly at war with the Appleians since they often attacked the Jugosirup tribes, and as we all know, Waffleians and Jugosirup mix quite well. But only the Belgian Waffleians, for some reason.

Anywya, shit’s going down all over the place and it’s looking bad for the Appleians until the Banana Republic suddenly show up, making the Waffleians go all “aw, shit” and retreat for tactical reasons. They now call for help from their Northern brothers, who bring with them some Buttermen and Sugarites, as well as some Brown Cheese viking tribes. So now they’re completely demolishing the whole bloody enemy army, or so they think. In reality, there’s a lot more of them hiding in the mountains which are there despite the fact I didn’t mention them until now. Up there are not only the Appleians and the Banana Republic, but also the Strawberry Faction, the Mango Guerilla and the Watermelon Corp. to help the Appleians. But by now, the Wafflians already brough out their giant Luftwaffles and giant Wafflemechas.

Both sides charges at each other and get ready to clash…but suddenly they all get crushed by the Tea Monks and the Honey clan within seconds. Because tea with honey is still that awesome.

The weakness of Dragons

March 11, 2010

I will now tell a fantastic tale. With that I mean it’s completely true no matter what the government or the Man say. If they say otherwise, bite their kneecaps.

Once upon a time, there existed dragons. They were mostly complete douchebags. You know the deal by now, I hope, with all their pillaging, eating of princesses and knights, burning of villages…actually, I think they were animal vikings.

Anyway, they existed. And a few of them went to the arctic places of the world and started to fuck shit up. They ate the yeti that lived there, forcing them to move to Himalaya or something, beat the grizzly bears in poker and took all their stuff and thus forcing them to move to Canada and finally won a breakdance competition over the vikings, who were too busy burning churches to even show up, thus they moved to Norway. So they could burn more churches.

But one brave race stood up to them. The heroic ARCTIC BEES! Year after year they waged a brutal war against the dragons. Too bad their weapons were the size of a tooth pick and the dragons didn’t even notice them. Then they thought of a plan. What if they used their honey as a weapon? So they did. And it worked. The dragons were apparently allergic to it, and died of some strange disease. The bees were kind enough to tell the cool dragons to get the fuck to safety before they began their massive purge of dragons, so even to this day there exists dragons sleeping in the center of the world. They tend to be very hard to wake up.

End of story, now back to staring at a wall.

Blargh. BLAAAAAARGH. Blargh.

March 10, 2010

What you read up there is Vikingese for «Top o’ the morning to you, gentlemen». I know this because I’m a northern Norwegian. We know this shit by nature.

Now, I’ve been requested by the teacher to write some more on this hellspawn called a blog, and whoop-de-fuckin’-doo, here you go, another post. I thought long and hard about this, approximately five minutes I think, about what I should write about. Then I said «Fuck it» and went to Skype to get ideas from me American friends. And now I will introduce a facebook profile for a character in a story I am writing with said American friends. His name is Drachir D. Nalem, but on facebook he goes by Drachir Nalem. Without the D. Because I nabbed the D part before him, that fucker.

Now, this character is a global terrorist. That is why he’ll do terrory stuff. Like blowing shit up. Smoke close to little kids and give them lung cancer. Put elderly people in a cannon and see how far he can shoot them while still keep them alive despite all their broken bones. Standard stuff.
He is also Norwegian. Just because. In his world, he works for his father and does things like assassination, terrorism, heists, stealing, car jacking, taking candy from babies, taking candy from his sister and then subsequently get the shit kicked out of himself because said sister flies into a rage and occasionally drinks tea on top of dead people. Because tea with honey is just that awesome.

He also artificially got rid of just about all of his emotions, leaving only anger, hate and amusement as what he can show without any problem. He did this to be able to be even more of a douchebag to Americans, Asians and people in general really.

And now you can follow his wacky adventures(read: terrorism and criminal actions) on Facebook. And now I’ll end this post because this is fucking boring and I’d rather roll over babies than doing this.

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March 5, 2010

Can’t think of anything witty. Will write something tomorrow instead, blargh

This is a third post.

March 3, 2010

Right, so I’m forced to write more stuff. I just don’t know of what. I could complain about sparkly fairies calling themselves vampires, whiny bitches, Germans, Asians or Macs, but I just don’t feel like it. Instead, I think I’ll complain about memes.

For those of you that do NOT know what a meme is, I’ll give an example. Someone saw something on TV, the intarrwerbz or heard something on the radio that they found hilarious. The same someones are really fucking retarded and think they will be just as hilarious constantly repeating the same things over and over and bloody over, usually at times they, and they only, find it fitting.
Now, once in a while, quoting something can be funny given the correct comedic timing. When you spend an hour saying «your mom» to every question or every line anyone utter, you deserve a treatment called shotgun vs face. I’m rooting for the shotgun.

One of the memes that really annoy me is a more visual one called «awesomeface». Now, the face itself is slightly amusing looking, and can fit a lot of situations. Deciding to paint an entire wall with only smilies, mostly «awesomeface» smilies, however, is not fitting in any way whatsoever. When the reasoning is that the group you work with only know how to reply with «meh» or «Noooo, that’s too difficult! Let’s make smilies instead!» it makes me want to kick babies. Figuratively, of course, since I am in fact a cripple.

Another one is «All your base are belong to us». It was possibly funny 13 years ago, but hearing people spout that line nowadays is just infuriating.
People acting out stereotypes are also another thing that fills me with murderous intent. «Gamers» yelling loudly over every fucking thing that happens in a game, for an example. I can accept that shit at LANs, but holy fucknuggets, would it kill them to shut the hell up when they’re in a building with other people, like, say, a school, where people walk by all the bloody time? If they answer no, kick them in the balls. They won’t ever get a chance to use them anyway. And if they do, you can bet your sorry ass on that it’ll be redneck quality hellspawn that’ll come from that unholy act.

I could write more, but I honestly do not give a shit at the moment.


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