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HUMILITY PLATES

Friday, June 23rd, 2006

what if people’s vanity licence plates told the truth?

5OLAMME
N0FRNDZ
AFRRA1D
RLYS0RY
MYFAULT
WACKEMC
ALLR0NG
UGLY5AD
NOH0PER
GAVEUPP
5MALPN5
KANTSPL
STLVRGN
SMELFAT
TTLPOSR
W8N4DTH
UNLOVED
OHGODNO
PROBLEM
PITYMEE
PLZHELP
WYMOMWY
HELAHIV
BATHOS
WOE15ME
BADLIFE
BOTTOM
NOMAMA
BADL1FE
CRASHME
RICKETS
SPRCHNG
DYSFNCN
NORSPCT
GODH8ME
WIPEYOU
ORPHAN
PNKBTCH
WLTSMRZ
DADSLUT
BRN2MOR
TRKKKIE 

philosophical question for you.

Thursday, April 27th, 2006

Straight women:  have you ever been walking down a sunny street, by yourself, having a good time, and suddenly you see this totally gorgeous guy, your potential soul-mate? And he is beaming his radiant kind smile at the total skank he is with?  As if she were not, in fact, a total skank?
Gay guys:  see (straight women)

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Lesbians:  have you ever been  swaggering down a sunny street, by yourself, sweat condensing on your tattooed biceps, and suddenly you see this amazingly beautiful woman, your potential future wife?  And she is beaming her blindingly white smile at some douchebag loser guy who is totally not you?  But she is with him anyway? Despite his being obviously not you?
Straight guys:  see (lesbians)

My point is, we all experience jealousy at some point . . . even those of us who are in a relationship which rules!  The question is, how to handle it?  Maybe some asshole psychologist jerkface who is a jerk would say “move on. Be mature and glad that they are happy.”  And maybe that is healthy. But chances are, if you managed to find this website, you are not exactly interested in  mental health, so we can pretty much discard that option.

Let’s face it – seeing someone you like, with another person, is not fun.  Those of you who have been reading this site for a while know that I am a sunny optimist and life-lover at heart, so when I see that kind of couple, I try to keep my spirits up by saying, “That’s ok, she has herpes anyway.  And he’s married to another woman.  Who will get the herpes and club him with a tire-iron, and then blame it on some Muggers Of Color when the cops come. Jesus, what a racist douchebag. No wonder he’s cheating on her.”   My other stay-positive, sunny-side-of-life, affirmation that I think is, “Enjoy it while it lasts, Jerkass.  This is pretty you’re your last time together where you will be truly happy, because tonight she’ll tell you she’s pregnant. And you’re going to have a huge fight over whether to keep the baby, and then you’ll have to drop out of school to get a job to feed it, crushing your dreams of being a lawyer.  Not realizing that it’s your older brother’s baby anyway.”   See, usually this cheers me up. 

But —as  cheerful and optimistic as I am – there are times when I realize that, odds are, they will be having total complete sex that night.  With boners and everything!  And one of them will probably even enjoy it!   Which – how do you even begin to solve a problem like that? 

At some point I hit on the solution. Everyone, point to that couple that is messing up your day, and say it with me one time:

IF YOU AND YOUR WACK LOVER INSIST ON WALKING IN PUBLIC, YOU SHOULD AT LEAST HAVE THE DECENCY TO HAVE SEX RIGHT THERE ON THE SIDEWALK WHERE WE CAN ALL WATCH.

Stay with me here. This makes sense.  Compared to imagining them doing it, seeing them actually go at it is waay less irritating.  Because at least you get a real show.  At that point, it becomes porn, which is entertainment.  I have yet to get jealous of anyone in porn.  Instead of being like all feeling sorry for yourself, you can high-five the pedestrians standing next to you, and yell “Faster!”  Plus, if the douchebag boyfriend IS an, um, ‘astute fucker’, then you can realize that she is with him for a reason, which will make you less mad at God.  If the guy is terrible,  then you can be like, “Ha. Ha. Serves you right for dating him and not me!” if the LADY is terrible,  on the other hand, you STILL come out ahead:  “oh damn, I am not missing out on anything here.  Jealousy . . . fading. . . fading. .. . gonnnne.”   

BONUS OPPOSITE-GENDER-PRONOUN VERSION FOR THE LADIES:
if  Cute-Guy’s Skanky Girlfriend  IS a good lover, then you can realize that he is with her for a reason, which will make you less mad at God.  If the skank is terrible,  then you can be like, “Ha. Ha. Serves you right for dating her and not me!”  If Mr. Cute  is terrible, on the other hand,  you  STILL come out ahead: “oh damn, I am not missing out on anything.  Jealousy . . . fading. . . fading. .. . gonnnne.”   

Now, my question for CALI DAMAGE readers of all genders and orientations:
If you had a ray-gun that could make those couples just GBNAF (as Ice-T would say), would you use it?  or would that just make it worse?

“But Schultzzz,” you say, “as long as we are speaking hypothetically, why can’t we simply have a ray-gun that causes that person to fall in love with US?”    Because that would be unrealistic, is why, sissy.

oh God she’s back.

Sunday, April 16th, 2006

and this time she is dating cannibal corpse??

. . . talk about your gluttons for punishment.

is cannibal corpse really in love? let’s find out!

(reading from left to right)

“cannibal corpse ringtones” NOT SURE

“stalking your every move?” MAYBE

“her crotch is bleeding?” YES!

I can’t even figure out what is the weirdest thing about this.

plus, how likely is someone who is listening to “fucked with a knife” going to be to donate to disaster relief charity?   I like to think 100%, but the actual figure could be as low as 90%.

and this is NOT EVEN THE WEIRDEST THING.

the weirdest thing is below:

 

Someone wrote a computer program, using the latest technology, which  automatically tells me Cannibal Corpse Lyrics  fans may be interested in Aqua.

Lynyrd Skynyrd?  Bush???????

 OK, that part is pretty obvious.

but Aqua?  are you, like me, imagining a Death Metal cover version of I’M A BARBIE GIRL???

“I’m a barbie girl / in a barbie world/ no escape from your fate / you can comb my hair / undress me everywhere/ my knife deep inside /  life is fantastic”

 So, CC fans like aqua but, according to that same site’s Aqua page, Aqua fans do NOT like Cannibal Corpse.  Don’t blame me, man, i am just the messenger. 

a scene i would like to see at a nightclub.

Saturday, April 1st, 2006

Bouncer;  ok, you meet the dress code and your ID checks out, that’ll be 30 bucks, sir.
Customer – ok, here (hands bouncer a paper)
Bouncer – what is that?
Customer- read it, sir.  

Bouncer -  a bill?

Customer —  I owe you 30 but I am charging you 14 for searching me, violating my privacy even though I am innocent, and another 12 bucks for judging my clothes because that is just plain insulting, 8 bucks for paying a DJ an insulting amount of money, just to press ‘play’ and then passing the cost of it on to me, and finally  10 bucks, which is the cost of buying water in the club since you just confiscated my water.  so essentially, YOU owe ME 14 bucks. Pay up.  Sir.