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The Hipster Futurist…

Thursday, August 7th, 2008

dahmer

JEFFREY DAHMER was from the future.

In the future that he occupies RAFI and I are eaten by the hipster acolytes of DAHMER.

Forget that old punk rock chant about eating the rich since the rich can hire BlackWater USA to merc’k your ass.

The hipster acolytes of DAHMER decide to eat the poor, the disenfranchised, and especially the overweight.

Soylent Green is people motherfuckers! And JEFFREY DAHMER was trying to tell us this all along.

dahmer

In 2048 the entire American population will be overweight. Ha. I got that shit on lock in 2008. It’s gonna take the rest of y’all forty years to catch up to me. By 2048 I will be on that spaceship.

My dream is that an extraterrestrial race will come through Earth and herd us like shrimp. And why not?

Think about this…

GOD can do anything right?

Who among you is reading this and still dumb enough to think that the human is the best thing that GOD could do?

Seriously?

Look at Africa, look at Iraq, look at motherfucking Scottsdale.

GOD can do waaaay better than human beings.

GOD can make something that eats, reproduces and shits all from the same piehole poopchute pussyhole.

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What can humans do other than make good shit all fucked the fuck up?

SNEAKER FIENDS UNITE!

Thursday, August 7th, 2008

nature boys

I just copped these New Balance 574’s at my favorite cheap sneaker spot A.J. Wright. I am calling these joints my New Balance Nature Boys.

I will wear these joints when I work at the food co-operative in Park Slope. I will wear these sneakers when I go camping upstate with C.S. I will wear these kicks when I am around people that care about bullshit like recycling, and saving the rain forests and the icebergs and the penguins.

These are the shoes that say to other people ‘I Give Back’ when in reality I don’t give a fuck. Giving a fuck actually requires hard work. I’d rather wear a ribbon on my lapel and tell people that I’ve given up red meat.

The added bonus is how comfortable my feet will be.

nb 574

nb 574

nb 574

Just Living The Dream…

Friday, August 1st, 2008

barbie

Y’all fools can laugh if you want.

How many of y’all wake up every morning and eat out two sweet white chicks?

Yeah, I didn’t think so.

barbie

GHETTO EUTHANASIA…

Thursday, July 31st, 2008

james

When I first heard this term ‘euthanasia’ mentioned it was in relation to the practice of mainland Chinese parents terminating their newborn female children. In my mind I think I ruminated on how hard the ‘youth in Asia’ had shit.

Here in America we like to perform abortions in the 90th tri-mester. Some call it capital punishment. I call it adult abortion. What do I know?

Here’s what I do know. The New York City police are still kicking people’s asses for no money down. Black cop is getting his licks in for real now. Just like in slavery times when the African couldn’t wait to get his hands on the whip, the NYPD’s African Americans are cruising for a bruising.

Take note party people, in 2008 anything that is Black can catch a bullet. Bears too. A Black bear in Minnesota had to get merc’ked since the wildlife officers only had bullets instead of tranquilizers. Would a polar bear have been smoked as quickly? Not so much. My favorite line from the cops is the term he used for clapping the bear’s wig – “dispatching it.”

Yep, the bear was simply sent to the land of Yogi and Boo Boo re-runs.

HO SIT DOWN!

Tuesday, July 29th, 2008

brett favre

Editor’s note: 40 Diesel gets the DP Dot Com family hyped up for the 2009 season of “Not For Long”.

I hate this time of year in regards to sports, there’s nothing popping at all. I root for the Amazin’s, and I’m glad to see them get to first place (much to the demise of Brownsville’s WILLIE RAN), but I’m not gonna front beisbol is like a distant fifth in sports interest to your dude. My other love – GOLF is on a serious back burner, since EL TIGRE is laid up on IR and its not as much fun with him out there rattling people’s cages. So until the Olympics kick in providing a respite from the doldrums of sport, I have to keep my eyes on the start of NFL camps and prepping for the greatest sport of them all. News of NFL training camp has always been a bittersweet moment. It signals the start of my favorite sport, but is also signals the death knell for summer. These NFL camps got off to an interesting start with the impending “un-retirement” of Mississippi’s own BRETT FARVE. Seems like ole #4 can’t just seem to hang them up, and like most vanity driven athletes/celebrities realized that “they just can’t leave it alone, the game needs me!!!”

The problem is this Brett, other than your ego – YOU HAVE NO REASON TO RETURN!

Much like MICHAEL JORDAN pushing off BRYON RUSSELL to hit the chip-clinching shot, you couldn’t pick a better season to retire off of. Going an unexpected 13-3, The Pack threatened the NFC for a Super Bowl birth and over the course of this season Farve broke DAN MARINO’S records for Passing Yardage and Touchdowns. With the new found running game led by RYAN GRANT, and the ever patient AARON RODGERS waiting in the wings, it looked lovely in Lambeau. FARVE retired on great terms, and set up his beloved franchise of a decade and a half in great shape for the future. All was well in the NFL’s smallest market, in fact the NFL loved FARVE so much the set up his jersey retirement ceremony on one of the biggest nights of the season – the 2008 regular season debut of Monday Night Football, at Lambeau against long time division rivals the Minnesota Vikings. Pretty much perfect…. NO?

NOPE. Brett got antsy and is getting his best “Mama Said Knock You Out” on and is calling it a comeback, for the third offseason/preseason in a row, and because of this I’d like to nominate him for a DPdotcom “HO SIT DOWN!”

Why? Brett you’re old. Know when to leave the party. Think about NAMATH as a Ram, MONTANA as a KC Chief, EMMITT as a Cardinal, MJ as a Wizard, post-Black Album JAY-Z… Outside of jersey sales there is nothing memorable about people sticking around longer than they need to. Do you not know you’re tempting fate by coming back and sullying what was a great career? Brett we’ve ignored your addiction to pain killers, the fact you have the career record for INTERCEPTIONS, and other less memorable facets of your career, but this one is quite inexcusable, and dare I say disrespectful to the NFL. I’ve always admired that the NFL made sure that no individual player was ever greater than the league itself, but Commissioner ROGER GODDELL is effin’ up on this one. Its over my man, you had a great run, but now you’re coming off like a bitter ICE-T, hating on SOULJA BOY.

So in closing, Brett…

HO SIT DOWN!!! (Please)