Archive for March, 2006

Pulitzer Prize Winning Files

Sunday, March 12th, 2006
Pulitzer Prize Winning Photographer, Clicky McPhotographer
I’d still fuck him

I’ve been having a root around in PPWP’s old powerbook, and in amongst the Aborigine porn and mp3s of himself singing in the bath, I found a few nuggets that the old dear must have been keeping for an occasional ego-wank.

I know some of you haven’t a fucking clue what I’m going on about, but not to worry. For those of you that do, here is Google’s cache of his infamous Flickr profile, professional photographers the world over would block him, in an attempt to get onto the most viewed page on Flickr.

There’s a silly picture of me that I never wanted him to post. What would my mother think if she knew I have occasionally dabbled in narcotic pleasures?

There is a touching series of wedding photos that PPWP took of his agent’s wedding. Sonia was fat, but she wasn’t a tenth of the size of Fat Clare.

Last, but by no means least, is the great man’s final submission to the Deleteme Uncensored group. It didn’t manage to go the full round of voting before he was cruelly CUT DOWN in his prime.

If you’re one of the cunts who had some part in his death, thanks for that, you did the world a terrible injustice.

Edit: there’s also now a group on Flickr dedicated to collecting the great man’s works, join the fun!

Big is beautiful

Friday, March 10th, 2006

It’s also dirt cheap and fucking up my neighbourhood. This used to be a classy part of town, but ever since the Fuck a Fatty for a Fiver brothel opened its legs last month, things have started to slip.

They’re not just driving down prices, the type of client they attract are not your common or garden pervert, so the place is full of tiny mac-wearing man with wheelbarrows full of Happy Meals and talcumpowder. They give me the fucking creeps!

Fat whores
Fat whores touting their sloppy minges.

They’ve made things worse in other ways too - getting a takeaway curry now takes a minimum of three hours, the sewers are starting to overflow with the increase in effluence and condoms, and my the trees are all dying because their fat fucking arses are blocking out all the sunlight.

I tell you, whore-bashing has never felt so appealing.

Sometimes, you just need a little support

Tuesday, March 7th, 2006

When my friend Gina decided she needed to lose a little weight, she wanted her partner Andrew to give her that little push to get her on the path to fitness and weight-loss. So she enrolled the pair of them in a Northern Country Dancing Class, where she finally got to live out one of her all-time fantasies of seeing Andrew in ladies’ clothing. Again. The stinking woofter.

Andy and Gina dosie-do!
She’s half the size she was!

They also decided to drown their little pussycat. Gina was allergic, so they decide that the best thing all round was to break its scrawny neck. The very next day, Gina was CURED and had lost over a stone in weight. A fucking miracle.

FlickrLeech

Monday, March 6th, 2006

FlickrLeech is a gizmo that lets you see a lot more in a single page than Flickr ever lets you see in one go.

Have a play with it… To quote the thing’s creator, Houser: “You can view photos by Interestingness for a given day, ALL of a user’s images by Username or ID (NSID). You may look at all of the images in a given photoset, you may look at all of the images in a group pool, or you can search for images via keyword(s).”

I did a search for macro… Crash your browser! Fry your computer!

Give Flickr another massage.
;)

Don’t you just hate it when your mates do drugs…

Sunday, March 5th, 2006
Ravers off their tits on E
Gurning for Great Britain

And then don’t fucking let you have any? Man, it pisses me off. I was going out to Envy last night, with two mates, Jenny and Katy, we were supposed to be having a quiet night, just going for a bit of dance, nothing else. But the pair of titwanks only went and pilled it up without me!

They bought every last bit of Ecstasy in the club, made it into two giant suppositories and BOOM! they were out of it. They were unbearable all night, hugging, smiling, nicking my menthols off me, the cunts.

At least one of them got her comeuppance though, Katy actually chewed her face right off! She had two gaping holes where her cheeks were, and her nose was dangling down between her tits. The stupid twat didn’t notice a thing until I bundled her into a cab and sent her to the hospital. Jenny pulled some lanky, long-haired spastic and fucked him for hours in the gutter. I hope she caught typhoid whilst she was there, or at least a nasty chill. Lucky bitch.

Time goes by, so slowly

Thursday, March 2nd, 2006

But it just speeds by for some people.

People in tight pink leotards. Prancing around. Doing the splits. Eating crisps.

This is truly what I aspire to.

WARNING: May inspire dancing.