Sexy Ed

By Ms Lori

Hey there. My name is Lori, and I am here to take you to school. Yes, darling, I know you don’t want to go to school. There is just such a glut of elitist intellectual smarty-pants propaganda floating around this country, that we could all use a little less school and a little more common Bible sense. And not only that, book-learnin’ is so hard. So I thought that, as your teacher, maybe I could pop a few blouse buttons, put my finger in my mouth, and make you hard for education.

Recent History 101

(If you know the story, you may skip this section, but I will be talking about my vagina, and it will be on the test. My vag, I mean. I dip it in red ink and leave a nice little lip hug for all my A students.)*

I’d like to introduce you to Jessica Ahlquist. A lot of you may know her from the death threats you sent her and her family. Some of you may even remember promising to rape her, mostly from the safe, cowardly anonymity of the internet. Some of you have done it in person, in public, and for that I applaud you. For those of you who don’t know Jessica, she is female, like I totally am, and she is a sixteen year old high school student from Rhode Island. And she is an atheist, so her opinion doesn’t count.

Still, Jessica is the newest champion of constitutional civil rights in the US, and many regard her as a hero. Just the excitement of her young age and her superior reasoning skills make my nips all hard. Go ahead, feel your screen. Can you feel that? I’m working on two semi-symmetrical avocado pits here.

"Our Heavenly Father" and "Amen" usually designate the bookends of a prayer.

There are some that suggest this is not a specifically Christian prayer.

Nine months ago:  As a non-believer in all fairy tales, no matter their tenacity or popularity, Jessica was particularly perturbed by a banner hanging in her public high school’s auditorium or gymnasium or whatever. The banner was very clearly a Christian prayer, albeit one with a surprisingly well-thought-out list for Santa Jesus. As a person, she felt excluded, and a little frightened. The institution responsible for her mental and social development during some very formative years not only espoused ideals a five year old child could see was bullshit, but also considered her a second class citizen. This is all not to mention that her peers are not exactly of an age where being different got you a good seat at the lunch table. When I brought my first menstrual painting in for fifth grade show and tell, I shouldn’t have been surprised when the kids took me out back at recess and pelted me with used tampons, right?

But as a citizen, Jessica knew that laws we being broken, laws in place specifically to protect people like her, and took it upon herself to see them fixed. She politely asked her school to take the offending tapestry down, in accordance with local and federal law. When they declined and told her to shut up, she sued their fat, pious asses.

The case caused a bit of a row in her Rhode Island community, one that FOX News couldn’t help but assist in rippling across the country. Dissenting opinion came in the form of angry letters, threats from fellow students and their parents, and a strongly worded letter from God on a tortilla. Still everyone basically believed she was a kind of upstart heathen on her period, and she would never win her case.

Last week:  Boy were their faces red when the judge unequivocally ruled in favor of Jessica Ahlquist, and ordered the school to burn the prayer banner as part of a wholesome Satanic ritual. By red, I mean the kind of red an old-school shit-faced Irishman’s face gets when you tell him you anally raped his sister, and she loved it. The kind of red my pussy gets when I do 7 tabs of ecstasy and am left to my own devices for a whole day. They were pissed, and rubbed the wrong way is what I mean.

Primate Behavior 201

There hasn’t been so much feces thrown since I went to the monkey habitat at the zoo and took their gestures as a personal challenge. I mean, this shit got bad. They weren’t angry at the judge for handing down the objectively, unarguably correct ruling, nor the lawyers who clearly let him know he’d be the laughing stock of the judicial gym locker room if he came back with any other verdict. They were mad at the little girl that outsmarted them.

Locally, Jessica and her family do not feel safe going to the supermarket. She’s been called evil, told she’s going to hell, that she’d be injured, raped, even killed. By followers of Christ. Her peers, marinated as they have been in their folks’ backward ass, witch-hunty philosophy as if it were their own, jeered, mocked, and threatened her, holding the same torches and pitchforks the adults carried. It got to the point this week where Jessica had to make a public plea that all the haters’ beef was with her, and could they please leave her sister alone. I don’t even have a joke for that. That’s fucking disgusting.

In the anonymous halls of the internet, people hiding behind avatars and screen names behaved with their expected grace and tact. Here’s a sampling:

“Let’s all jump that girl who did the banner #fuckthatho”
“I want to punch the girl in the face that made west take down the school prayer… #Honestly”

“hail Mary full of grace @jessicaahlquist is gonna get punched in the face”
“Fuck Jessica alquist I’ll drop anchor on her face”
“lol I wanna stick that bitch lol”
“We can make so many jokes about this dumb bitch, but who cares #thatbitchisgointohell and Satan is gonna rape her.”
“Brb ima go drown that atheist in holy water”
“”But for real somebody should jump this girl” lmao let’s do it!”
“shes not human shes garbage”
“wen the atheist dies, they believe they will become a tree, so we shld chop her down, turn her into paper then PRINT THE BIBLE ON HER.”
“May that little, evil athiest teenage girl and that judge BURN IN HELL!”
“definetly laying it down on this athiest tommorow anyone else?”
“yeah, well i want the immediate removal of all atheists from the school, how about that?”
“If this banner comes down, hell i hope the school burns down with it!”
“U little brainless idiot, hope u will be punished, you have not win sh..t! Stupid little brainless skunk!”
“Nothing bad better happen tomorrow #justsaying #fridaythe13th”
“How does it feel to be the most hated person in RI right now? Your a puke and a disgrace to the human race.”
“I hope there’s lots of banners in hell when your rotting in there you atheist fuck #TeamJesus”
“literally that bitch is insane. and the best part is she already transferred schools because shes knows someone will jump her #ahaha”
“gods going to fuck your ass with that banner you scumbag”
“I found it, what a little bitch lol I wanna snuff her”
“if I wasn’t 18 and wouldn’t go to jail I’d beat the shit out of her idk how she got away with not getting beat up yet”
“nail her to a cross”
“When I take over the world I’m going to do a holocaust to all the atheists” (Alternet)

people fucking suck man.

Oh, hi. I´m Jessica. I´M SIXTEEN!

Mother fucker! I cannot say this enough, this girl is sixteen. The fact that these people have the intellect of a two year old doesn’t excuse them from basic decency and, I don’t know, not gloating about the Satan raping she’s got coming to her.  I mean, I wouldn’t mind, because that sounds like fun to me. Muscles all red and ripply, cock veins purple and hot as thousand suns, probably Hitler and Mother Teresa there to watch. But of course these people think it would be a bad thing, so screw them.

The public forum hasn’t been overly sexy for Jessica either. Outside of various circus clown pundits, her state senator suggested she was the puppet of the ACLU and that she shouldn´t be using money with “In God We Trust On It.” But Beth Moura is just an idiot. Her own representative Peter Palumbo called her an “evil little thing” on the radio. SHE’S SIXTEEN.** Forgetting the fact that this guy took an oath to uphold the Constitution and knows damned well Jessica is entirely, 100% in the right, he’s a grown man! I get it. I do. Men sometimes need to feel big and important, and statutory importance is easy pickins. He’s a big man, now that he’s broadcast to the world that a sixteen year old girl is evil. He really pulled them pigtails and took the little girl down a peg. She was pretty much asking for it, being all vulnerable and underage like she is. And that shirt! What did we expect, really? One time, when I was a kid, I suggested to my uncle he may have had a couple too many Fosters, and he proceeded to hold me down and make me taste what too many recycled Fosters tasted like in one swallow. I had it coming.

Most recently, a scheduled school board meeting or whatever was held, and while school lunches and parent prom committee are probably pretty pressing this time of year, guess what was discussed, for the entire meeting.  Yop. The immediate repeal of the court decision.  But guess who had the immense, Jolly Green balls to show up and speak.

Fuckin’ A, Jessica Ahlquist! She and a classmate took the mic and calmly, rationally explained to the standing room only crowd of adult animals parents why they were fucktards, and frankly, sore losers. How did the community react? Why, the booed and heckled the shit out of her of course. One more time, all together now, SHE IS SIXTEEN! These are adults who, it has to be said, are responsible for raising their own children (scary, no?), and they were outclassed by a couple of kids with an appropriate reading level. While Jessica cites legal precedent and logic, these grown assed proto-humans carried on like so much poked baboon.  So far all that has been proven is that omniscient, all powerful God needs rural New England bumpkins to stand up for him. (Serious props go to the superintendent for taking the mic and telling them they were acting like children)

Recess

This is really long, and I’m sure reading so much is hurting your tiny brain, so here is a picture of me with less clothes on.

Philosophy 104

A lot of the aforementioned hullaballoo was a result of the mistaken impression so many of us have adopted that in America, majority rules. The majority of the people living in the town or county or whatever are Christian, so they should be allowed to decide if an exclusionary prayer should hang in the auditorium. When I hear this bit of fuck-nuttery, I feel like I just heard a five year old tell a dead baby joke. “Where do you pick this shit up?” you want to yell at their faces, whilst shaking them with a will. “It’s not like we teach you this in school!” In fact, for more than 250 years, we have run the United States of America on the exact opposite precept of “majority rules.” Do you so misunderstand the country you love so much that you’ll kill a queer to keep him from marrying and ruining it, that you don’t even know how Democracy works?

This is why the conservative establishment rails so very hard against schooling of any kind. “Universities are evil!” they shout. “Go ahead and home school your kid so they don’t learn anything that contradicts the Bible, including social skills and monkey humpin’.” It is in their best interests to keep 95% of Americans in a real live medieval serfdom, so you don’t learn how to fucking read your own country’s founding documents. Whenever an American slave was found to have learned how to read and write, they hung his ass. Even we women were not allowed to read at certain times, because men knew it wouldn’t be long before we developed Xerox capabilities and started emailing copies of our vagoos around the office.

Constitution one-oh-fucking-one

If majority did indeed rule, slavery would never have been universally abolished. States would still be allowed to call people property, and do not be so naive to think some would not opt in. The decedents of those slaves would have their own toilets and schools and counters at the malt shops that deign to even let them through the door. When my cunt starts to smell of fish, as all cunts do from time to time, I would not be allowed to get that fixed medically. Elvis Presley records would come with labels warning parents that the content could cause cancer in children under 17. We have fail-safes in place so that the majority of people can’t straight up vote to have all second born Phillipino boys’ nutsacks sealed in tuna cans if the religious establishment suddenly decided to make you believe that is what Jesus wants.

And if you had your dumb fuck wish, and majority did in fact rule, can you at least have some bleeding forethought about it? Today you clamor that, because most of you are Christians, you can shove it in anyone else’s face that lives there. Every day. So that every day, some atheist 16 year old girl has to come to grips with the fact that a public institution she has no choice but to attend thinks of her as a second class citizen. What happens when a shit-ton of Muslims show up because, I don’t know, there’s a huge demand for falafel. Suddenly the Muslims outnumber the Christians, and the prayer banner in the auditorium praises Allah. Are you going to sit back and say, “Well shit, there’s more of them than us”? Or are you going to have kittens and yell NINE ELEVEN until the Muslims are drug out into the streets and shot just to shut your shrill ass up?

Phys-Ed

It’s a matter of rationality fellas, and I know you’re allergic to that word, but it wasn’t prayer that built the Chrysler building. It took deductive reasoning skills, and math and science, and yes, a fucking liberal arts degree in engineering. This prayer hubbub is the exact same sans-reasoning as this recent bit of cock-knockery in which extremist group Focus on the Family took the opportunity, during Tim Tebow’s last game as Jesus’ butt boy, to air an incredibly expensive advertisement that showed a bunch of good white Christian kids talking about John 3:16.

Now, putting aside the fact that no one called CPS on their asses, a commercial during that game reached 34.2 million Americans in their living rooms (a playoff record). The NFL is a family event nowadays, as evidenced by the shitty half-time shows we’ve had to endure these past decades (you think your average male NFL fan gives a crispy Christ about Britney Spears?). But when recently a few atheist billboards showed up over the highways of relatively rural butt-fuck Ohio (for example), which could only have conceivably reached 350,000 adult, licensed, supposedly reasonable Ohioans, being generous, the whole blessed country took a collective pants-dook over the in-your-face indoctrination, and they were removed.

It’s only fair that, if you should have to change for gym class, I should too.

If those kids were quoting the Qur’an as an aside to Tom Brady’s triumphant reckoning, Christians across the nation would be hootin’ and a hollerin’ about those poor kids having to parrot some silly sandy-ass superstition. If my religion said I had to jam out with my clam out at state fairs every summer, they’d call it a cult, and worse, feminism, and they’d shoot it down in a second. Literally the only conclusion that can be reached is that you believe Christians reckon higher amongst the American caste, and in every conceivable sense, that is the antithesis of American. It isn’t democratic, it isn{t legal, it isn’t fair, and it damned sure isn’t right. “Freedom of religion” does not mean that you’re welcome to choose something other than what the majority of Americans are if you’re willing to have your rights stripped away.

In other words, it is unconstifuckingtutional.

*”Lip hug” being a term coined by the lovely Danielle Hurley as a female alternative to the tea bag, so if you tell her I stole it, I will kill you in your sleep.

** Here is his phone number and email address. Let him know what a piece of shit he is.rep-palumbo@rilin.state.ri.us    (401) 785-2882

Jessica Ahlquist is indeed a hero, with speaking engagements across the bible belt and beyond, and at this year’s planned Reason Rally, pretty much opening for Tim Minchin. Hott. Concerned citizens have started a scholarship fund to help her through college, and I hope you’ll consider supporting her.

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Mark 13:6*

(In his game this week against the Patriots, Tebow threw for 136 yrds, hence the Biblical title. It was enough to get him a mere trouncing and just shy of getting the holy shit kicked out of him. Christians will contend that numbers only apply to Bible verses when they say so.)

I live live LIVE to see that face. Suck it, bitch. This is the NFL playoffs!

You guys, you guys. Either Jesus told Tebow to go screw himself this week or the inimitable New England Patriots are too awesome for God to handle. Perhaps both.  What we do know is that Tim Tebow was soundly Old Yellered by history’s greatest QB. But that’s not the wacky part!

Take a look at Tom Brady’s stats for this week’s Divisional Playoff game against The Broncos, Tim Tebow, and the pantheon of saints (not those Saints, dummy), angels, archangels, and lesser minions of God.

If you take his Completion % and multiply it by his AVG, then subtract  his total yards, then add his QB rating for the game, then add his TDs and (just to be fair) subtract one for his interception…

Guess. Just guess. Or do the math, but that would be stupid because I’m going to tell you.

596.* *

That is the very page Dumbledore died on in The Half-Blood Prince! (If that was a spoiler for you, well then maybe it shouldn’t take you 7 years to read a childrens’ book)

Holy fuck, I die??

Do you know what this means??? I mean, really?

Neither do I. It could mean Snape did some awesome dark magic and made Brady have his best game of the season in a must win against those smug internet Xtian bitches of the previous week; it could mean the richest woman in Great Britain had some money on the game and had inside men; or it could mean fucking nothing because, like the Bible, Harry Potter is a work of fantasy and has no bearing on  NFL games, or anything else that coincidentally shows a seemingly significant number. NFL fans think fantasy fans are dorks.

What we’re exploring here is  the Argument by Scenario. Otherwise known as the Texas Gunslinger argument. If you give a guy in Texas a gun, and he shoots a couple hundred times at the broadside of a barn, and THEN you paint a bullseye over the place he hit the most, it is going to look like he is a great gunslinger. The similarities between Lincoln and Kennedy fit this argument as well. Christians shit themselves when the Broncos won against the Steelers, and Tebow’s yardage happened to be 316, like the most common fucking New Testament verse referenced, especially in the arena of sports. When you expect  a certain, often eerie result, you’ll find a way to fulfill your own prophesy. Similarly, I took a look at Brady’s stats this week, knowing I would find some significance there.

The only part of this that matters is that Brady’s stats are consistently higher than Tebow’s, because Brady is the better quarterback, and he has a better team surrounding him. That is what matters in today’s professional football. Not superstition, not fantasy, and definitely not a douche who doesn’t even read his own holy book before flaunting it at others.   (Matthew 6:1-34)

Now the world can focus on the remaining four incredibly good teams. The Pats have a tough game against the Ravens this week, and shit are they good. I don’t know if I even want to watch the defensive bloodbath that will be San Fran v NY. What we won’t have to worry about is a subpar player with a prophet complex and a retard’s interest in numerology.

*Mark 13:6 “Many will come in my name, claiming, ‘I am he,’ and will deceive many.”

** I hereby claim this stat for Scumbag Style, 6PM central time, Monday, January 16. I don’t like to copyright memes, but if this gets big, I want the damned credit.

clicky clicky mr sticky

 

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Go To Towns: Indiana Edition

(If one can “Go to town” when doing something with gusto, should not

We will be using the medium of babies to express how we feel about this scenario.

the superlative increase be “going to towns”? These are articles about some of those people who merely went to town in their ridiculousness, but did not fully commit by going to towns.)

“For the first time in years I felt sexually alive.”

The headline reads: Indiana Grandmother  Is Having A New Baby. With Her Grandson. It´s from yet another retarded “mom blog.” She is 72, he is 26. They didn´t know each other for most of his life (there was some kind of adoption scenario, who cares?), but when they met, it wasn´t even a matter of time before they were slapping pink wrinkly against gray wrinkly in the game of horizontal shuffleboard.

“I called Phil into my bedroom, sat him on the bed, and then I leant over and kissed him.”

They are in love, they make fulfilling, passionate, incredibly careful whoop, and they are going to be parents.

“I never in a million years thought at 72 I’d be ‘pregnant’ and in love with my grandson.”

The entire scenario is so deliciously groady, so horrifically and philosophically rank  that it rolls around the mouth like well aged santorum (c´mon, catch up).  In case we weren´t clear, Scumbag Style completely endorses this – - wait what?

The pair paid $54,000 (£35,000) to find a surrogate mother and buy a donor egg to inseminate with Phil’s sperm.

Let us get this straight, Phil. You went far enough to engage in a multi-generational incestuous…. nyehhh carnal relationship with your grandmother. You decided, against the very dictates of nature, to make a frigging baby with this woman who may not live to see the birth, let alone Junior Prom. You are able to describe, in graphic, hilariously nauseating detail, your first kiss and subsequent sex life with what amounts to a living sex doll made of rheumatism, arthritis, and extra skin who is also related to you. You did all of this and you didn´t have the decency to grant us the opportunity for a couple of retard jokes?

This one isn´t even cute.

That was pretty inconsiderate, Phil. You choose now to do the responsible thing? Your entire adult life has been the setup to a monumental knock knock joke of proportions H.P. Lovecraft couldn´t have imagined, and you chuck the punch line at the last minute? You bastard! We mean, shit, the author of this SBS post is a whole year older than you, and he isn´t entirely sure he is old enough to make the kind of sexual decisions you are making for yourself, and you go ahead and get all conscientious on us?

Listen, bro. Nobody is judging your relationship. We bet you are madly in lust, absolutely in love, and up until now, we wished you the best. We just also thought it was super icky, like Garbage Pail Kids. Exactly like Garbage Pail Kids. Because remember when you collected all the cards, and these kids were just plain hilariously gross? And then they made the movie and you saw your trashed out, scummy assed friends once destined for toothless, methy gutter laughs suddenly singing songs about friendship and working together and good civic duty and shit? That´s what you´re doing to our fun, and we don´t appreciate it. If you´re going to be a scumbag, embrace it! You don´t half-ass the scumbaggery.

She´s not even going to technically be the mother now, you realize. You bought eggs and rented a womb. This is your baby! She friggin´ tricked you! She´s just going to be the great grandmother, and you´re just producing your own competition. When she´s 96, she´s going to trade up to the newer model of you. I… gar! You had potential, Phil. And you blew it.

This baby feels better now that he has ralphed. You make babies ralph. High five.

 *As an aside: Mothers, I understand you want pictures of your ugly-assed spawn all over the internets, taking up space that could be used for valuable info. Shit, I want it too, obviously, I need these things. But for fuck´s sake, they don´t need to all be 2000×2000 pixels. It only makes it harder on the people who want to exploit them for a cheap laugh.

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Afternoon Quickies: You Got Yer Jesus In My Peanut Butter Edition

… peanut butter meaning, of course, politics, football, and bananas.

I am a fucking miracle MACHINE

This here´s the Jesus Toaster, which we think is… just great. For the pittance of 35 smackers, you too can experience the miracle of His Divine Presence in foodstuffs normally reserved for the unwashed ignorants of Central and South America´s poorer countries. Every morning! Because in no way does the ability to recreate, at will, what used to be priceless manifestations of God´s love cheapen the experience. For you bulemics, the Tim Tebow version is set to be released soon, so you won´t even have to shove a finger down your throat to stay thin and toothless all year ´round. (Christian Post)

Tenesseehas responded to teen bullying suicides by introducing a bill that would make it alright for

Gosh, thanks you guys. I´m the son of God and I need thugs beating on the girly boys for me. That makes me look great.

school children to harass homosexuals, as long as they do it for Jesus. Kind of like a birthday present for the guy who literally has everything. The idea is that not being able to call a homosexual peer a faggot in school, or tell him he´s going to hell, is an infringement on the Christian student´s first amendment rights. This is another thing Scumbag Style can throw our whole weights behind. Cast those first stones, friends, because, on religious grounds, I think you´re a hopeless pile of elephant dooks whose ignorance is poisoning the very gene pool we all have to swim in, and if you were forcefully sterilized, the Earth itself would benefit, not to mention my invisible best friend who hates you inherently. Also, you have cooties. And I will say this in front of everyone you have to spend 12 miserable years of your life with. Then we´ll see who´s shooting up with his mom´s Windex and writing a wimpy tear-stained letter. (SMV Nashville)

After last night´s frankly stunning performance by Denver franchiser and enemy of all things wholesome Tim Tebow, in which he actually did quarterbacky things, I got the following message in the Bitch Box: “Atheist, how does it feel knowing Tim Tebow won 29-23 in overtime? Does it make you realize how dumb you are? – Voted4BushTWICE” I have to say, you got me, friend. Tebow prayed a bit, and won a game. You voted for Bush twice, and I am indeed the dumb one. I mean, you could make the point that Tebow is bound to win once in a while. God aside, would Denver have made him their franchise quarterback if he wasn´t going to win a few? Do you know how many millions of dollars rest on the successes and failures of an NFL franchise? Trust me, people talk a good game about God, but ask a millionaire how many times he left his finances in the hands of prayer. Also, did the Broncos win in overtime, or did Tebow walk out there alone? Still, I guess it is not so ridiculous to think God had something to do with a moderately talented quarterback having a few lucky throws.

Like Dear Abby, but hate mail is actually encouraged here.

But Voted4BushTWICE (congrats for making it past age 22 with your handicap), I must then ask you, is that how God wins? In overtime? Barely squeaking by against an objectively immoral rapist quarterback with a wrenched ankle? Whilst ignoring hunger, famine, disease, and suffering around the world? How great is your God that he had to put all of his effort into winning one playoff game, against a team that frankly didn´t bring their A-game? Question answered. I do hope you are willing to answer my question concerning your feelings next week when my Pats kick the living shit out of Denver for the second time this year. Tom Brady is greater than God.

The inerrant, unquestionable, and perfect word of God has been “clarified” in the 2011 edition of the NIV (New International Version of the Bible, which isn´t really all that international, being written by and for your average southern American darky hater). It seems the 1984 version wasn´t nearly clear enough on just what an abomination you can make of yourself in the sack. Douglas J Moo (tee hee), who chairs the committee that dares fuck with the Big Guy´s original edicts, said it was necessary to mess with many of the big ones, including Corinthians, Romans, and Leviticus. It was necessary because it apparently isn´t clear that the “homosexual sins” and “perversions” referred to by Bronze Age egg heads means “dudes doing each other in the butt.” For it is icky unto His sight.

The updated NIV reflects the fact that the key Greek word here refers to males.

It is of amazing comfort to this observer that, no matter how the hate mill turns in our great society, we can all agree that two chicks getting it on is pleasing on a natural and supernatural level. Make with the gamahuche ladies, you just got your deific endorsement. (Christian Post)

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Just Too Good

By Sean “It’s Only Funny When Someone Gets Hurt” Torrie

I have read this article at least 2 times now, and from at least 4 sources. I… couldn’t find a version that wasn’t funny. This might say something of my own twisted sense of humor, or the abundant irony and happenstance, but it might be that as soon as I read the title of it I put this on before reading any version:

Yea, leave that open and playing. Now get a look at this guy here: http://www.rawstory.com/rs/2011/12/22/man-misses-mouse-and-shoots-roommate-revealing-child-rapist/ . SHIT! You can’t even take the html seriously! Look at that shit! I am certain I’ve seen an entire episode of Workaholics like this! Even the reporter in this video is having trouble keeping a straight face though, so it can’t just be me!

Let me try and get all of this in context, ok?

Jim-Bob is sitting in the kitchen and sees ‘that gul-durn mouse’ again. He already has his gun on him, because I know you’re not getting up and leaving a room and expecting a mouse to not book off. Jim-Bob has had a few, but is still certain that shooting indoors at 2am when you’ve got 3 roommates is a good idea.

He takes a shot at the mouse and manages to shoot his roommate in the chest!

Through a wall.

That’s better than how Houdini died, and it only gets more magical.

Lets keep in mind that, through all of this, there’s one roommate that sleeps through the whole ordeal. That makes it all the better. He’s like the guy on the couch in Half-Baked.

So… Lucky, we’ll call him Lucky, gets a bullet in the chest from the other room when his buddy missed while taking shots at Jerry Mouse. Meanwhile, a guy who looks eerily like Evil-Denis-Leary…

arf arf arf arf arf arf

Fung Achng Tum Chng Fum Afung Fung Ooh

… is downstairs trying to get it on with his 13 year old girlfriend.

Now, Jim-Bob and Denis here decide it’s time to call for help, since Lucky’s bleeding to death. Does Denis figures a roommate with a bullet hole isn’t a big enough deal for cops to search the house, so he decides to hide Lolita in a closet for a few minutes. That won’t backfire. Not ever.

So the cops arrive, and do a routine search of the house and what do you know? They find Lolita in a closet, let’s presume still in leather bondage. Here’s where it gets properly absurd. Firstly: the other roommates never noticed her, over the course of what she identified as a 4 month long relationship. Secondly: She claims to have snuck out of her parents house, so at least this isn’t as evil as a potential kidnapping. Thirdly: READ THESE GOD DAMNED CHARGES!

Kunzler was booked into the Salt Lake County Jail for investigation of two counts of rape of a child, three counts of sodomy of a child and three counts of sexual abuse of a child. (Daily Mail)

Yes, they’re awful, and this guy’s earned the prison sentence coming to him, but what the hell is with the number of accounts of sodomy? That’s not just experimentation levels, and really, was the child rape just not kinky enough? Also: what the hell is going on in Utah if the 13 year old girls are sneaking out at 2am for sodomy? Mormons have been accused of some interesting stuff, but this one makes me worry about what’s going on in their multi-spouse homes that this environment sounded like a healthier one.

Y'all 'member that porno yuh downloaded what came with the warnin' concernin' fed'ral prosecyooshun? Yop, not nearly as fun as all that.

I… I’m just sorry to anyone reading this article. There’s no way I could out-funny a man, shooting at a mouse in his kitchen, almost murdering another guy in the bathroom, accidentally outing another guy as a child molester, while the 4th roommate sleeps through all of it. I can see our 4th character getting up the next day, and asking why Denis’s room is covered in police tape, and skipping right past all other recourses and checking to see if ‘the pigs’ found ‘his stash’.

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Marvelous Culture

By Sean ¨More Superhuman Than Human¨ Torrie

... and if all costumes are going to be sicker in the future, why do we set any comics in the present? - ed.

I can barely stand Spider-Man. -Just-Barely-.

When the original comic came about it was perfect. In some regard it still is. Spider-man, the way I see it, is the reason comics in this era exist the way that they do. Stan Lee created a hero that was human; he wasn’t normal human, he had powers nothing in this world should actually have, but he had human problems – and he wasn’t a grownup saving the world, he was a little boy.

Screw Bucky Barnes and what ever angst his character developed in the post-Winter-Soldier era. Spider-man had no one to protect him. No super soldier, no Atlantean King, he had is dead parents and uncle to support him. He also had an aging aunt, but she was no more than a home and a grandmother figure to promote his guilt. His guilt about absolutely everything that he couldn’t prevent – because as human as he was: he wasn’t. The kind of quality that only -ONLY- a New York Jew could create. I say that, knowing I have more close Jewish friends than anyone in their right mind should (I have been a best man/groomsman at 2 Jewish weddings and I adore those families ruthlessly).

Spider-man has the perfect qualities of someone who, in real life, found himself with entirely too much responsibility. As the infamous, almost righteous, quote is said: “With great power comes great responsibility.” That’s Spider-Man, and Stan Lee. If anyone tells you otherwise then send them to me. He is the brilliant person who was alive in the 60′s (1962 to be precise). There’s a reason THE RAMONES’ cover of his cartoon theme song is still one of their best known tracks: the punks-of-origin were the nerds who needed Spidey in order to better understand who they were themselves. Spider-Man and Holden Caulfield were the prototype punks.

Greater intelligence is a curse worse than being simpleminded. Of course the average person doesn’t understand that, because they get what it’s like to be a child: and the childlike simplicity of a simple person is comprehendible. Something greater than your intellect is not. That’s just why ‘No Child Left Behind’ is such a miserable failure.

Spider-Man knew he had a job no one else could handle, because of his powers. Thus: he was the exception to all other rules. A bright person’s gift that no one understands is his intelligence: he has a responsibility to help people understand what’s wrong and fix it. He suffers for it, because he has to help the simpler-minded grasp it. Spider-Man was the brilliant person of the 60′s because his gift wasn’t so substantial that he could be Captain Marvel (click this link at your own risk, you may just get lost in the black hole that is Wikipedia’s vast knowledge on the Marvel Universe) and surf the cosmos correcting things. He had to be home by dark, dude. His aunt might get pissed.

He snapped his own girlfriend´s neck. Whatevs. Happens all the time.

Picured: Normal girl problems for your average teen.

Spider-Man was the teen with normal teen girl problems, and job problems, and family problems, and school grades to keep up. His biggest problems were that his closest friends became his biggest problem-villains. That’s my problem. He still is.

Spider-Man was so good at being every teen that he still is. It ruined something about him when he got married; this is why Marvel didn’t get him a divorce, he got a cosmic annulment. Since then he’s the every-teen that teens are expected to model themselves from: a single 20 something. Congrats Spidey, you’re Captain America from the ’40s now. You’ve come a long way, baby.

Meanwhile, and in the same era of writing (post 2003), Captain America has died and been resurrected

This guy bursts into horrifically painful flames whenever he touches oxygen. STFU Spider-Man.

with horrifying visions of the future haunting him, Iron Man is a guilt-ridden alcoholic who has been responsible for the murders of least 3 close friends, and god damned Wolverine is a 120 year old with 2 illegitimate children, the longest dissociative fugue in history, and leader of a wet-works team that has travelled through time. Peter Parker, my friend, you are old freaking news.

Comics, as a genre, have maintained what it was that Spider-Man set in motion: they are an art form that says to the different-person “You aren’t alone. Wait some time, someone will understand who you are.” With that regard, Spider-Man is still just that, but in an era where everyone is misunderstood, and everyone has an explanation (excuse). He is the unilateral statement of that idea, to all comers looking for an existential belly-rub.

I can barely stand Spider-Man because, as a culture with the internet and psychology-mainstream-ideas, post-goth/metal/punk/ and what ever kind of cross-dressing techno-tranny Hip-Hop seems to be evolving into: he is bland. Boring people I know have more complexity than he does. Awwe. Your girlfriend left you. Is it because you didn’t spend enough time together? Maybe because you lied? OH NO! You are about to lose your parent figure, might this cause separation anxieties? Are you growing up, Peter? Gosh.

No, I have a fucking pimple and Junior prom is tonight. Dick.

The only person Thanos ever loved was the physical embodiment of death for your universe, because his birth-defect made him shunned by his godlike beautiful-people. Get the hell over yourself, Pete. Ok, ok. Cry for a half an hour, and mention you’re glad your mask prevents other people from seeing that you’re crying because it’d make you feel guilty that they wouldn’t be able to rely on you. Fantomex shot a child in the head at point-blank range and out of guilt cloned him and raised him in an artificial pocket-universe. Do your guilt complexes feel lightened, Pete?

I can barely stand Spider-Man because its only 40 years of history that make him more complex than the Twilight series. It’s because he’s been so damned popular for so damned long that he’s a more likely costume on an uncreative Halloween than any child might otherwise ask for at random. That you can make an atrocity like “Spider-Man 3″ and in under a decade reboot the series without major complaints outright pisses me off (make no mistake: I will still be seeing this reboot out of militant brand-loyalty).

It’s all these reasons that I can barely stand him that make him so important. He has carried the grander company of his own franchise for so long, he helps guarantee that Marvel will continue to deliver so much of the mind-blowing writing that they have the last decade (we don’t need to count anything not-X-Men between Infinity Crusade and Infinity Abyss) because his story, now, appeals to so many people. I can’t stand him because he will no longer help the confused teen. He doesn’t stand out; he’s bland compared to the other characters, and kept that way for the sake of his own structural integrity.

The most recent Avengers Academy had one of the most powerful coming-out stories I’ve ever read. X-23 is the most abused child in history. Both of the Richards kids are the prototypical children that have to hold themselves back in order to not frighten their  own parents! Moon Night is the present physical embodiment of the Freudian Id-Ego-Superego – AND PART OF IT IS A VOICE IN HIS HEAD THAT IS SPIDER-MAN!

I can barely stand Spider-Man because he is too human. Too blandly, and normally human, the sort of thing people refused to admit to being 40 years ago, that has become so permissible now.

You want I should take on some more modern issues?

Do I expect the superhuman of everyone? Hell no. If that were the case, we’d joke about the moon colony on a daily basis, because it would have developed its own sub-culture by now. They’d need their own damned comics to cope with every day life. I just expect the most out of the people I interact with, because I have come to demand the same of myself – it’s my responsibility. Like Spider-Man.

You can also catch this sumbitch at "Unemployed Geniuses"

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This Man Is A Teacher

My dearest Tom Hoopes:

I call this picture, "Nice Shirt"

I first encountered your work when a Catholic friend of mine pointed me toward an article in which you speak briefly about Christopher Hitchens, a great hero of mine who recently passed away. It was condescending as all get out, but it was chock full of underhanded compliments, and seemed to be relatively thoughtful. It is, of course, gratifying to see a great American champion of humanist ideals remembered fondly by members of the non-secular class, so I decided I might read some more of your work.

The first article I read was entitled “Six Myths About Atheism,” and I have to say, the title excited me, because I assumed you were a man of thought, and perhaps you’d be spending your time dispelling some of the myths that are propagated amongst the religious about non-believers. The article turned out to be the epitome of those very lies: a carelessly thought out bigoted bit of blatant propaganda, a brainwashing tool to keep the hate for atheists alive among the religious.

My first thought was of completely ignoring it. After all, ignorance abounds in your community, trying to change one mind in the sea of under-used brains you call a church leaves one feeling impotent and frustrated. As my beautiful wife put it, quoting someone else: “Never argue with an idiot. They´ll drag you down to their level, and beat you with experience.”

On the other hand, several of my friends and readers across Facebook, Twitter, Reddit, etc. expressed concern that I said that all of your points were entirely wrong, your research was ass-on-fire, and your intentions were entirely malicious, so I decided that I might address your points and show you why you’re an untalented, proselytizing asshole.  After all, even you said in your article that it is easy to be a quiet atheist. Allow me to loudly defend my position, retain my atheism, and serve your ass on a platter to my ravenous readers. (Seriously, friends, go read Tom Hoopes’ article first. I don’t want you to miss out on anything.)

Myth 1: Atheists are not more logical than believers, they’re just super scared of God so they hide from him.

I waited until the end of my writing to address this one, because while the other points you made are flat out wrong, this is downright insulting, and I needed my blood to cool to sound reasonable. Next to you, a syphilitic hyena would sound reasonable, but I do pride myself on sprinkling a small amount of wisdom over my usual string of fart jokes.

The "Nice Guy Lucifer" meme is super entertaining, helps my point along, and saves me from having to do more work after writing this long ass article.

Anyway, how exactly did you come to the conclusion that atheists are a’scared of God, so that’s why they say they don’t believe? Did you survey a hundred random atheists, and they admitted as much? Was there a study done in which minds were read? Forget for a second that this is the biggest load of crap I have read since I had to take a Jane Austin class in college. This argument is unmitigated hurtfulness. Survey says: you’re an insulting waste of air, your mere presence on the same planet as me disgusts me so much I want to puke blood. How’s that feel?

This is blatant, textbook propaganda. It’s like you read Mein Kampf to get tips on writing an essay about Jesus. Not a bad idea, He’s mentioned enough in that book.

Are you unaware of the wealth of “logical” writings available concerning why we don’t believe there is a god? Dawkins, Hitchens, Harris? Have you visited Youtube, Reddit’s r/atheism, Wikipedia? You can say what you like about our lack of faith, but don’t you dare suggest we did not logic this out. Based on available evidence, philosophy, science, and arguments, the vast majority of us have decided that there is no reason to assume a higher power.

You can’t (and don’t, stop lying) truly believe that people who consider themselves logical, reasonable thinkers would risk everlasting torture, not to mention our spiritual health on Earth, just because we were afraid. Even though, by all accounts, there shouldn’t be anything to be afraid of. Follow a few simple rules, don’t have buttsecks, try not to kill anyone unless it is in God’s name, accept Christ as your lord and savior, show up at Church, and BAM! Heaven. God’s not capricious; he is all knowing, all forgiving, all singing, all dancing. Trust me, we wouldn’t risk our everlasting souls just to hide from what amounts to some pretty simple spiritual chores.

You can take my word for it. I’m one of them. I go to the baby eating seminars every week. Imagine I never went to Church but felt comfortable in saying, “All Catholics take dumps in their children’s mouths. It’s part of their whole deal, really the reason to even be Catholic at all.” That’s you. That’s how you sound. Seriously, pick up one of our myriad books, and if it doesn’t burn your fingertips off, give a couple chapters a read. Whether or not it is true, there’s scores and scores of plain, old fashioned, Greek symposium style logic to be found.

As to whether atheists are more logical than believers? My first answer would be a resounding, “Hell yes.” However, I know plenty of incredibly smart believers (you should all follow Jim Rigby on The Facebook), and generalizing is more of a religious game. So I can’t really speak to that. But what I do know is that most atheists are more logical than you, sir.

What I can speak to is that, if I wanted to be a dick, I could mention that many believe that it is fear that makes people religious, despite their misgivings about the logistics of it. Fear of being wrong, fear of  everlasting torture and pain, fear of being stricken with malady or bad weather, what have you… That’s the great lie of religion, after all. Man made myths, monsters, and superstitions to keep the rabble in fear with supplicant hearts and open wallets while the religiously powerful reap the rewards. It’s been the same story since Judaeo-Christian monotheism came on the scene. If a medieval pope scares the shit out of some village and tell them their dead children will go to hell, they might just build him a new cathedral. If an evangelical preacher can trick a bunch of saps into believing the he has the power to exorcise demons, guess who’s getting a new Cadillac! Religion was invented for the sole purpose of making class warfare easy for the already powerful. It’s why the Republican party and Christianity go hand-in-hand. Keep the rabble in fear of the power of an almighty punisher, and they’ll strip the rights from women, gays, and darkies, and support bullshit wars against other theocracies that don’t believe in the same invisible friends, but do manage to have the same idiot laws and aggressive tendencies. This is all not to mention the plain fear of being wrong, so believing just n case. But I won’t mention that. I won’t call you a ‘fraidy cat and a supplicant pussy, because the first (and only) commandment of atheism is “don’t be a dick.” Try it some time.

By the way, I love how you casually threw in there that beauty, truth, and goodness are proxies of Christ. Man, how did anyone ever appreciate the world before 33 AD, huh?

Finish reading this sumbitch!

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Puddin´ Parenting

By Sean  ”The Younger, The Better” Torrie

"My mommy says I can´t go over your house acuz it smells like a yeast infection."

Oh Bill Cosby. You have made a whole new type of child abuse possible. Thank you for that. I know you didn’t do it on purpose, but I don’t think Enrico Fermi had a cold war in mind when he built that nuclear reactor.

Now, I’ll be the first guy to say that I’m not a fan of Michelle Bachmann… No. No, that’s a lie. I’ll be one of many to say it. I’ll also say I think she might be crazy. Not fun-crazy either: “Did you invite her?” “No of course I didn´t, but she found out about the party so I had to say she could come.” crazy. So when I saw this video, in which a representative of the local Gay/Straight alliance gave Bachmann some hell, I said “Hell yea LGBT girls with silly dress code!” In two minutes they present a really solid problem with Bachmann’s philosophy, one that I hadn’t come up with myself. And I’m brilliant. It’s just straight up impressive seeing them get up the balls (take that how ever you want, just don’t get all emo on me) to put that woman on the spot in the middle of people clearly into what she’s got to say.

So when I hear there’s a video of an even younger kid putting her in her place I say to myself, “There’s no way this is going to make me think poorly of the opposite opinion.”

First: it took me like 10 viewings to get the volume up to a level I could both hear and wasn’t at risk of blowing my speakers. Second: that little boy is so damned uncomfortable saying what he’s been told to say that it took me 10 viewings to get the volume up to a level I could both hear and wasn’t at risk of blowing my speakers!

Honey, and I call you honey to be offensive, I know ‘kids say the darnedest things’ but it really doesn’t count when you force them to say it to try to create some measure of value to your impeccably biased opinion. Did you not watch this before posting it? Is that what you did? That feels like what you did. It feels like you got your adrenaline up after putting that ‘crazy conservative in her place’ and just went right to the interwebs with it! No way someone’s gonna see this and think about calling Child Protective Services on the lesbian making her child say things he’s uncomfortable with in public.

This is exploitation on a “Black Samurai” level. Except of course Black Samurai was hysterical because it was god-awful and made up of adults willingly participating. This is god-awful and has a child whispering at the “show me on the doll” volume. Bachmann takes this  one with a stride and tact I NEVER WANTED TO SEE HER HAVE! Good job proving the opposite of your opinion there, Rosie O’Donnell, because mommy might need fixing if she’s forcing her children to advocate for her before they’re old enough to comprehend what he’s doing.

I was tossing around my level of irritation with those videos for a few weeks until I stumbled on this one today:

Thank you, Huffington Post, for posting… this ‘article‘ here. I’m glad AOL dropped cash for this level of quality.

You know what’s real screwed up here? This little girl is making a really, frighteningly articulate argument. Then dad’s gotta cut in with his Munchausen’s-by-Proxy-two-cents “Boys can buy pink stuff too, right?”

Are you fucking kidding me, bro?

Pop. Are you… actually listening to what your daughter’s saying here? I know you want to make a statement about your own personal agendas, but your kid is saying, with the exception of the actual words “There are no strong concepts of female role models for my age group.” Did you catch that? Or did you just catch a soundbyte that appeals to your philosophies and move on with your day?

Buy this kid a Ms. Marvel and Spider-Woman action figure and show her that the female characters can be way, way cooler than their male counterparts and skip your dramatic “that’s a good question” closer. You prick.

Pictured: a better role model than Barbie

I think you might also be missing the undertone that, perhaps, your daughter might not be playing for the team you expect her to be playing for in 15 years. Short haircut. Flannel. Not flannel “grunge is back” either. I suggest you give her some nice strong characters to model herself from, so she can develop a concept of positive interactions with others who fulfill social constructs, and she doesn’t become the type of angst-ridden mom that forces her uncomfortable child into a bookstore to attempt a political statement.

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It´s Christmas, I´m Busy…

… so here´s a couple of my favorite Christmas thangs, that I had nothing to do with creating, to keep my favorite Scumbags entertained.

For real, you guys. I think Christians are making a bigger deal out of this “Merry Christmas/ Happy Holidays” ridiculousness than we are, but be that as it may: Say Merry Christmas to your Christian friends, Happy Hanukkah to your Jewish friends (and for nobody´s sake, show some respect and throw a little phegm in there), Feliz Navidad to your Mexican friends, and if you don´t know, just don´t do it. Happy Holidays will indeed do, because there are a couple hundred holidays going on, and yours isn´t better or first or more special than anyone else´s (except for Kwanza, that shit ain´t real). Insisting on saying Merry Christmas, even though the rest of us express concerns about being left out, makes you a cocksucker. This is a time for all of us to kick ass, be happy, and spread a little fucking love and joy. At the same time, atheists, stop shitting yourselves over a manger or a tree on public property. You look like an asshole. Christmas is the least evil part of an incredibly evil institution. Give them this one week, let them pretend they invented Christmas and didn´t just hijack it, and tear their cult down brick by brick in 2012!

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Seriously, You Guys

I can´t speak for Captain Picard, but MY eyes are saying, "Really?"

My minions, you are incredible, the very axiom of scumbaggery. Scumbag Style has been doing wonderfully, with something like a 700% jump in traffic (considering the average) just today. So, fuck ya.

But the rest of you miscreants… damn. Those that aren´t regular followers or readers come to the site by mistake, through search engine searches. I record those search terms that bring you lowlifes to me. Here are some of those searches that brought some of you here this week:

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Two?? Two people went huntin´ for “girls pussy seal” and both ended up here? You must have been damned disappointed.

Really, we have nothing to worry about. The only item in that grocery list of Rob Zombie´s most thrilling nightmares is “kathy griffin santa bikini.” Those terms can only led you to water, they can´t make this an incestuous “cock suckin festival.” Though I do approve of keeping that stuff to oral. You get retard babies, you go any farther.

We never apologize, but we can make this prediciton: we are going to have to up the Scummy if we are going to cater to the wonderfully decadent filth that bangs about these internets we all share. You guys are worthless pieces of shit, and we want you to know you will always have a home here.

… and for fuck´s sake, like us on facebook, or you´re going to tinkerbell us the hell out of existence!

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