Is my suggestion for an open collaborative blog.
Any interested parties please answer here (including ANYBODY who has posted previously...)
Then e-mail ishotthemosso@gmail.com, and I will invite you to join.
Ishotthemosso will of course continue.
domingo 13 de julio de 2008
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A-ha!! so you finally got our dirty present!
That was probably the first time Adm. Alcinous fired a parabolic-like shot, and so the understandable delay. For not to mention that it was scheduled for saturday night, which means that he might have shot it with the first light of morning, when the party got boring, still drunksick from whoring, melancholicly pressing the button before a cafè amb xurros.
(thanks goodness that I hadnt drop yet his recommendation for the Eisernes Kreuz -2. Klasse- replacing it by the execution squad)
BNS, do not worry at all: I will personally take care that the terms of ISTM capitulation are fair enough.
If we managed to deliver (I am anticipating a pretty complicated Caesarean section, though) then you will see how satisfying will be the returns and economies of scale.
De Jong.
"Forget past indiscretions and stolen possessions".
“Je joue au babyfoot dukla Prague FC”?
BNS, I take this as the evidence that grisly mutant Marxist creatures have started their adventures east of the Temelin – Dukovany axis.
So, even if our gallant boys here at the Oberkommando were dashed at the beginning, they started rejoicing as intelligence reported we delivered the payload. Brava.
De Jong –whether you’re finally joining BNS’ Vichy nuclear winter blog, or you’ll wait for ISTM unconditional surrender- please let me know in advance in case I’ll have to order more stuff, as we could streamline costs by ordering weeks in advance –a really boombastic baby, getting more for our money than last time’s rush to a second-hand supplier. We’ll be ready.
Next time we engage with BNS, we’ll forget about the limited capability of our hitherto customary Moroccan culero-maría trader, and will contact instead some Chechen expat Община member –the experimental Iranian stuff proved ridiculously weak and scant, the Chilean missile didn’t even have an anti-blackout steering system, and the dazzling military lasers used by freaky ravers in Moscow were far better off than the Made in China college pointers stuffed in the warhead by some Armenian tinker.
Now, whether you live up to counterstrike or not, one thing is clear: BNS, you’ll face a bitter dusky-rusky nuclear winter, surrounded by all sort of radioactive socially Marxist and nationally Fusterian dwarves in a gaunt radioactive netherworld.
We, on the other hand, will soar as the new rogues of your blog, palating chairon, the ecstatic revelation of something too vast, too all-enveloping and quietly joyous to be contained by mere words, far above the netherworld of herky-jerky wishful-thinkers grunting Mario Benedetti quotes on happiness in your blog.
For we, BNS, have now unexplicably attained such a reffined level of doublethink -whereby sometimes you not only have to tell a lie, but also believe it, in order to aim towards truth- that you’ll see us blinding with a glance, touching by dodging, being together by standing apart, or posting in your blog by not posting, as nothing and all was actually happening between (not-) us.
And I want to concede here and now: that brand-new perversion (‘Vorsprung durch Technik’ indeed) we owe to De Jong, and to him alone.
So please, gentlemen: fix your tuxedos and uniforms, stand up and raise your cups for the first general toast of the evening in his honour, as we relentlessly approach an almighty miscarriage.
Siniestro total forever, mein Obersturmbannführer.
alcinous
I guess you understand now, BNS, why I say to anyone who is interested: "give me 500 like Alcinous and I'll take care of the rest"
Unfortunately for my cause, Alcinous is a rare, exceptional and partially stochastic byproduct resulting from the fission of a Fusterian STEPV rising, then exposed to increased doses of TV3 during the critical late-teen years, all topped with a disturbing fin de siècle sexual bewilderness. Up to here, nothing new under the skies.
If we left it there, we would be talking about the typical crashing bore civil servant as we know them, you know: echoing a mixed, blurring creed including all sort of contradictory tenets in various grades such as "empowerment", "polisexuality", "social-democracy" (two bad ideas in one), "catalanisme", "rights", "mestissatge", and similarly catastrophic provisos.
But that's when, out of nothing, a nearly demiurgic craftmanship appears, to create the staggering Alcinous final product as we know him.
I am talking, of course, of a long, dedicated, process of DeJong abrasive waves irradiating the initial faulty Prima Materia.
Once he was well irradiated (slow cooking, both sides, at least for a couple years, preferably with a plutonium-based fuel) that's when, if the proportions in the alchemy were correct, you get some splendid Alcinous specimen.
It goes without saying that, despite the abundance of "dal rotllu" (Catalonia) "del rotllet" (València) Prima Materia, the whole process demands too much of my pigmalion
attention, time, and craftmanship to possibly make it an industrial process delivering Alcinouses by the dozen (for not to mention the stochastic factor).
In other words: it has to be one at a time. And it takes quite some time.
Fortunately, he just passed by now already the vigorous US FDA tests and made his social debut here to critical success....thank you, thank you all...he's damn good indeed, but, despite him being as good as it gets state-of-the-art, I still think that a 2.3 version could and should be worked out, for he still shows traces of Fusterianism, especially when seen in a Catalan habitat; that for not to mention the completely deviant sexual behaviour, which totally escapes my craftmanship (that's, I guess, the bad part in the random factors).
But doesnt matter how good he is, I have no guarantees in succeeding with producing any other sp. in the following, say, 25 years.
However, I could use your blogs to work on that.
Dr. De Jong.
"Vorsprung durch Technik"
E-mails boys.... time to put your money where your mouths are. The popular sectors are raising barricades as we speak.... and this time La Bete's Lerrouxiste faction stands squarely with the people.
BNS presidente, ahora y siempre!
Cheers, Alcinous.
I was rising my cup for that extraordinary character you are depicting in your previous post, only to realize that you were actually talking about, well, me.
As a matter of fact, and despite it may sound trite, nothing would have been possible without your staggering manoeuvering encircling and vanquishing any possible hint of resistance. Well done, dude.
One thing was the military academy, where your grades were excellent, but now you are proving yourself of being capable to commit those theories to practice in apparent style. No doubts that, as soon as I see the Großadmiral position created, I will be proposing you.
Now ISTM is in ruins and all we are presented with are fumes, its population trudging to neighbouring blogs in a forced Ostsieldung move to reach more suitable blogs free from low-to-medium levels of radiation. BNS, though, seems determined to visit around here from time to time, just to take care of the occasional astray myxomatoid Marxist teen lured by that gruesome tattoo of an Argentinean crook. If that makes him happy, I think we can concede at this point. No, no, do not frown and sulky: largesse is commendable in high military ranks, Alcinous. For, obviously, he poses no threat at all at this point to our World Domination plans. Actually, you will see him cooperating rather sooner than later.
Adm. Alcinous! keep and don't sever BNS's fresh air supplies at this point. Yes, I may have a weakness for him which I may regret, but the surveillance troops evacuation order from here is final, for good or bad.
As for the rest of the population (not the least BNS himelf) apparently their Geiger counter is advising them that the Praha blog is safe enough. If you have sneaked in there recently, you may have realized already that La Bête, who was playing the French underdog in here, has revealed himself as a good enough shaman to start a foundational myth for the Praha blog. And he speaks good English, by the way (a real underdog to be taken into account: I told you).
Of course, at the mythical foundation of their fallout shelter is the very same radioactivity which put together their pack instinct and trinkets. It couldnt have been otherwise.
In other words, you, I and our capacity to unleash gloom and doom at ease to any given blog may be playing the role of their supreme dualistic, irascible and fearsome Gods.
La Bête -who is guruing and engineering the Alcinous and De Jong myth over there- is offering libations of musical pieces which could well be quietly invoking our presence (I certainly feel very much tempted). BNS himself is more bluntly reaching out for us, in order to give full power capacity to the Praha project.
Now, as for your question if we should cut corners and indulge ourselves in that Vichy-like nuclear winter regime, I guess the answer is yes.
As a matter of fact, I have always respected Vichy-like vicarious regimes: few of the disadvantages, many of the advantages in those. Let alone in these times when UN sponsored traders are given enough dough to catch down people like Radovan. In these times, it is good to let our beards grow long and white, just in case, Alcinous.
The only theoric issue we should determine before descending in there is how could we be vicarious of ourselves, how we could be hard and soft power at the same time. But we'll work out something, do not worry.
In other words, our times of posting in here by not posting are over. We are now to post by not posting at the Praha blog, Alcinous.
And, if a few mandatory conditions were worked out, we may be even posting by posting in there. Let me work it out for you, dear Alcinous.
I'd hate to disturb your Mykonos vacation when you have made such an outstanding job.
De Jong.
"Prolix, prolix!"
You’ve deserved a good spank indeed, young De Jong, for it appears obvious that not me, but la Bête has some problem here with managing his not-quite private parts. As a matter of fact, alone his loonie account of Ancien Régime on-all-fours spicy posturitas could apply for a lifelong banishment from Je joue, hadn’t he found in theoretist Gulag champions like BNS a virtually illimited market for his theatrical bedside plays.
Now, basic and puerile as la Bête’s sex artifices may appear, as a sexkeptical liberal I am willing to award them, at least, the benefit of doubt. However, in such a case, of course, it would be more appropriate that ostrich-boa names like “cuissade” or “negresse” aimed for display in an Erotic Museum, and intellectually revolting for a people able to create the Calendrier républicain, were traded by a different classification and/or numeration system like, say, WB160180º or WS090000º for the aforesaid, respectively, accounting for the virtually infinite variations ruling the anatomic stasis and coupling of mating partners.
After much training, effort-efficient cycles satisfactorily tested on a two-dozen Swedish cohort such as MB120180º - MB045180º - MB000180º - WB090180º - WB160180º - MS160180º, could be automatized for standard 10’-12’ matings every 20-30 min., while underyielding tests would be kept for the record as inefficient or nonconclusive.
Thus, only after securing a theoretical ground you could aim at overthrowing the chumpy Masturbationist regime ruling Sexology from gloomy Psychology and Sociology, ban the expressions ‘magic’, ‘foreplay’ and ‘pleasuring’, and blast into ashes mythologic topographies like “Plateau of Desire”, “Peak of Excitement”, “Gräfenberg Spot” and other old wive's tales.
Regards,
alcinous
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