Monday, November 30, 2009

I buhnee. I buhn.

WHAT THE EFF!?!?!?



Please watch this movie. It will change the future.



Saturday, October 24, 2009

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Monday, October 5, 2009

Whatzupwitu???

Friday, September 25, 2009

V-I-S-I-T-O-R-S

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Now is KeeKee Timez!

Dearest Kitty, you have jumped into my heart.



Submeower. Get it? Get it?!



Light has no mass, keekee. Light has no mass.



This cat missed the class about habituation.

Best of YouTube Karaoke



Wednesday, September 23, 2009

I feel better after seeing this video

I don't even....

I saw this (at peopleofwalmart.com):
so then I had to check it out and I just don't.... I don't even... I...



Family Fodder

Monday, September 21, 2009

Rube Goldberg to the Nuts

Previous post reminded me of an old favorite

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Friday, September 18, 2009

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Gimme some of that mash mush.

I think I piddled in my panties the first time I heard each one of these. Seriously, try listening to any one of these just once. Not gonna happen.







Infohrmayshun.

Give me long distance. Give me heeeuuuhhhhhheeeeeevvvvvvvuuuuhhhhn.


Probably lose yourself in the rawness of this next number. Jan Terri hit!


Result of ingesting too much reindeer feces.


Dweams. And nightmayuhs.


Your speakers will get ruined at the end. In other words, please demonstrate patience because the finale is the tits.

Monday, September 7, 2009

...


I really have nothing else to say at this moment.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

An Intense Song.

YouTube has paved the way for average excellence. Take Mark Gormley. Please.

It's like King Crimson on heroin and fannypacks.


This video under yonder is a phenom. The first time I gandered it, I was pretty much focused on the lyrical skillz. Then I noticed children, tweenz, and young adults kangaroo-jumping in the background. The white kid in pink at the end still makes me pee a little.

I'm glad Stringer Bell is living out his dream of being a sub-par xtian rap artiste.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

I am waiting on the edge of the world




Drawings of Patient O.T.

The president howls
at the grave of the HMV dog
and the newsreader
bears an honest face
his shreds of skin behind him.

I am waiting on the edge of the world
for the new sun
which burns more than it shines
which burns more than it shines
which burns more than it shines
and a trail of flames
through our veins
on the edge of the world
and all the heavens will no longer be divided
and hell belongs to us anyway
and why should we divide up the heavens?
The new sun
the new sun
which burns more than it shines
which burns more than it shines.

The president howls
at the grave of the HMV dog
and the newsreader
bears his honest as bones face
the station ID, a blow on the bones.

Suicide is painless.

I don't care what you say. This dude here. Hates life as much as he loves it. Pure energy. Just like Spock.

I'm not sure I've ever seen anyone so miserable and going through the motions before. But still living that shit. I'm not sure the audience had a clue. But we do.

We do.

Perfect timing.

Perfect. Timing.

Friday, September 4, 2009

There's a full moon tonight.




Cultured pleeze.

Sometimes you just need to listen to something that fills you up. Mayhem and frenzy. Something that focuses the buzzing in your head into raw emotion. This can help quiet the mind chatter for a bit.



This one is definitely a tugger. Melts your insides. Hurts a little bit.



This just feels right.



Let's talk about how amazing this woman is. Even with the sound turned down, all you have to do is look at her to know she's got it. Turn it up and tumble into the abyss. Precise and abstract. Her brain was fine-tuned. She created a shift in the universe.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Can't a guy just get some water dessert?

This guy just wants a little tropical priest action. Please help him out. His thighs are askin' for it.

Gentlemenz.

I have always had a strange fascination with old men. Edarem represents the insanity I've felt inside my mind since poppin' out of Mom's VJ. Joyful, joyful insanity. I recommend that you subscribe to his channel. It's far out.


Now, this guy is probably some kind of divine presence. I mean, seriously. The man is a goddamn mastermind. You have to watch this one at least 23 times to fully appreciate his essence. Work safe? Headphonez for sure.

"Do I make you horny baby?"

Dynamic isn't even the word.

These videos are pure genius. The first one is legit. Genius in and of itself.


Pay special attention to the annunciations. And the accents. And the hair. And the dental work. Probably should just go ahead and watch it a few dozen times.

Now we're gonna take it to the next level. I have seen people have to get up and leave the room because the magnitude of this one's insanity weighed so heavily upon their psyche (pronounced [ˈsaɪki]).
Gander it.


Prolly should go ahead and fullscreen that shiz.

Therapy Through YouTube.

I promise you don't have to spend countless piles of cash and waste copious amounts of time/space to make yourself feel better. I'm here to help you with a simple two-step program. Log onto that youtubez and get to searchin'.

Actually, I'm just here to arrange all my favorites into a neat, little package. And if you teehee'd because I said "package," you're on the right track.

Let's start off with this little doozie:


OK, you have to be patient and hold out for Eli. Good god. I'm not sure any words can do this shit justice.