September 11, 2008
Restuarants For People With No Appetite
My latest Cracked article has all the appeal of a twisted car wreck on the side of the freeway. Go! Gape at the horrors mankind has wrought! Honestly, none of them are really species-damning till the end, so make sure you settle in for a full read. And...Digg?
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August 31, 2008
Clear and Present Danger
In today's climate of political frenzy and media fear mongering, it can be far too easy to fall prey to irrational worries and the suffocating grip of paranoia. And it’s that healthy mistrust that keeps terrorists from raping your children in their beds and sending your flaming pets leaping into your arms like frenzied Kamikaze pilots. And they’d do it too.
The animals, I mean. Learn about the insidious animal threat over at Cracked via my new article, and then Digg it, for added safety.
The animals, I mean. Learn about the insidious animal threat over at Cracked via my new article, and then Digg it, for added safety.
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August 30, 2008
Muskets! Interview For The Mustang Daily!
Mike's Brother David, AKA "Chops" AKA "David Choplinski," got us hooked up with a sweet interview for the Mustang Daily, Cal Poly's school paper. That's us in the Arts section, prettying up the place. Give it a read, and learn general things about the troupe that you probably already knew!
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August 26, 2008
We Didn't Not Fail To Win!
Great. Thanks a whole lot, you jerks. Due to your rabid anti-votes, we lost the Youtube Oreo Moments Contest by a landslide. I guess you guys must really hate us. You know what? Nuts to this. We're stopping the videos. No more videos. The site's kaput. I hope you're happy.
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I'm sorry. I--I don't know what I'm saying. We could never stay mad at you. Besides, it's perfectly understandable. We got beat, fair and square. The better video won, and that's all there is to it.
So...we cool? I mean, we're still going to the Radiohead show on Wednesday, right? 'Cause I totally bought you one of those ass cushions, on account of I know how sore your ass gets. Right baby?
Baby?
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I'm sorry. I--I don't know what I'm saying. We could never stay mad at you. Besides, it's perfectly understandable. We got beat, fair and square. The better video won, and that's all there is to it.
So...we cool? I mean, we're still going to the Radiohead show on Wednesday, right? 'Cause I totally bought you one of those ass cushions, on account of I know how sore your ass gets. Right baby?
Baby?
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