In the podcast/television show Comedy Bang! Bang! there is a running joke that host Scott Aukerman is always misnamed. The names are things like Yacht Rockerman, Hot Saucerman, Shock Jockerman, Stop Clockerman, Shop Talkerman, Flip Flopperman, and so on. They generally rhyme with “Scott Aukerman.”

Snot Flickerman is definitely inspired by the Aukerman nicknames, although it doesn’t perfectly fit since Flickerman doesn’t rhyme with Aukerman. However, in my own headcanon, Snot Flickerman is an animated, audacious television news anchor voiced by Tom Kenny.

I hope this illuminates my stupid fucking username.

I’m not your pal, friend!

I’m not your buddy, guy!

-Canada

They must, a non-zero number of them voted for a despot to destroy the country three times.

Technically, kryptonite is also our kryptonite.

loose /= lose

Sorry this one had bothered me for years now and it just seems to get worse over time.

“I let the dogs loose from their enclosure.”

“Of course I would lose my phone when I don’t have Google’s Find My Phone anymore.”

/grammar nazi

You know, I think I’m okay with Israel doing bad things just this once.

*.avif is definitely a man made horror beyond my comprehension.

Intel macs about to go for cheap (hopefully) and will be great for putting Linux on.

I mean, I would just swear on Carl Sagan’s The Demon Haunted World.

When your family does nothing but put you down because they’re still living in an idyllic 1950’s fantasy world where all your issues mean you’re just not working hard enough, it can make you want to off yourself. Especially when that same family clearly didn’t budget well and is financially fucked themselves because they were living beyond their means and yet they get angry at you because you asked for help for buying fucking $5 of soap that one time you were really bad off.

In effect, the fruit is a nonce.

What’s the fruits name, Jimmy Savile?

You struggle to make new connections as you get older, and as old connections fall, you become more isolated and realize just how few people give a shit that you exist at all.

Shocker that a rapist will never understand the word “no.” He probably thinks Greenland is “playing hard to get” or some sick loser shit.

“If so, you may be entitled to compensation for your loss.”

Nobody is forcing you to watch Donald Sutherland films… oh wait, nevermind, misunderstood the post.

but who knows, I might be wrong

“But fuck it, who cares if I’m wrong, we ought to indiscriminately murder the infirm for the crime of being infirm.”

I hope this motherfucker gets hit with a brick and is suddenly infirm himself. I’m sure he’ll think he’s the exception to the rule. Especially since this motherfucker is already 52. Sounds like he’s getting old and infirm even without a brick to the skull.

Sorry for being so angry, getting cancer at 42 through no fault of my own and having jackoffs like this think I should die makes me wish they’d get a taste of their own medicine.

I mean, it depends a lot on where you are I suppose. I am stuck in a backwards, conservative, largely MAGA hick town where all the white people seem super glad that we’re deporting a bunch of their friends and neighbors considering this a big farming town, and we have a lot of immigrant farm workers. They don’t seem to care that the white people left over aren’t strong or resilient enough to actually do the farm work nor do they want to because they think they’re above it.

I don’t have any friends here, and I am staying with family who while not MAGA is still very conservative in the economic sense, so I get a lot of grief for being broke and having cancer and acting like I should be worshipping the ground they walk on because I’m not on the street instead of that being the bare minimum you should do for family who did nothing to get saddled with an insanely costly disease.

So I huddle inside and try to avoid going out as much as possible because there isn’t much here for me. All the people with educations and thoughtful opinions leave this town in their twenties at the latest. I’m not going to suddenly meet a whole group of smart, thoughtful people. It’s also not even particularly good to look at, it’s a drab, dirty, desert town without a lot of trees and a bunch of concrete.

Like seriously, when you’re in a situation like mine, what the fuck is going outside even for other than being reminded that you live in fucking hell?

I think you mean first rule if Project Mayhem.