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Charlie Sheen Haters, Fuck You

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In these days of sensitive, skin tight jean wearing, bearded, bescarved, bohemian hipster pansies, it is refreshing when a celebrity just goes full-tilt rockstar like Charlie Sheen.  Where did those days go?  I blame fucking Bright Eyes and the baffling coup of ugly vegan nerds who don’t drink and go to bed early so they can go out to breakfast.  Anyone can get a tattoo, jackass.  All you have to do is pay for it, it doesn’t make you a rocker.

Look, getting wasted and throwing up pure whiskey outside of a 711 at 3 am seems shitty, and it is, but it has a silver lining: it’s fucking rock and roll.  Without alpha-douches like Charley at the top of the pyramid paying B list pornstars* 30 big ones just to hang out with him and smoke cocaine (I kid you not,) how are the rest of us going to forgive each others degenerate behavior?  (*Not Bree Olson, okay?  She’s tickity-boo.)

Someone has to be out there burning it at both ends, and not like fucking David Hasslehoff eating a burger off his bathroom floor.  We need a hero who spends ridiculous amounts of money on pornstars and blow just because.  Charlie is filling that role perfectly.  First off, he trashed a hotel room.  That’s a complete no-brainer.  It’s a starting point.  A prerequisite.  Check. But what I love most is how he stands behind everything he does with the most bombastic self absorbed nonsense I may have ever heard.

If you have several hours to kill, check out this awesome Charlie Sheen quote prompter.  It’s struggling under all the traffic right now, but seriously, it’s worth it.  Here are some of my favorites, taken totally out of context:

  • “The only thing I’m addicted to right now is winning.”
  • “I am on a drug, it’s called Charlie Sheen. It’s not available because if you try it you will die. Your face will melt off and your children will weep over your exploded body.”
  • “I was banging seven-gram rocks and finishing them, because that’s how I roll.  I have one speed, I have one gear: Go.”
  • And my personal favorite:

  • “Dying’s for fools.”

So get big on that. And remember that as long as Charlie has millions of dollars, Bree Olson as part of a set of girlfriends, and fame that exceeds international revolutions, he is WINNING.  I will only accept criticism of his eccentric behavior if and when that all comes crashing down around his ears.

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Alistair vs. The Chinese Dick-Pill Robots

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They probably don’t look like this. They probably look like this: 11101010100010101010010101


If you would have told me, when I was five, that I would grow up to battle armies of data-mining chinese spam robots, I would have thought it was awesome; but, like everything you imagined when you were a kid, shit is just not as cool once you actually grow up and get to do it.

I do all kinds of shit now just because I wasn’t allowed to do it when I was a kid. Eat an entire bag of microwave popcorn by myself? Fuck yeah. Play video games until 4 a.m.? Damn fuckin’ straight. Watch rated-R movies? How about rated XXX motherfucker!

Those things quickly loose their charm, however. They’re never cool as you might have imagined them and then when you get to do them, it’s just not the same. I can’t imagine the joy little me would have felt if he had learned he could play a game with graphics better than DOOM all night long, eat candy for dinner and then watch eight Simpsons episodes in a row! Little me couldn’t think of anything cooler, but it turns out if you actually do that shit when you grow up, you’re a looser. Who knew?

When I was a kid, I vowed that upon earning my freedom I would never again see a dentist. Well let me tell you- I sure did not think that one through. Not only do I have to sit in a dentist chair and be tortured, but I have to fucking pay for it now too. Fucking great.

So battling armies of data-mining Chinese and Russian dick-pill spam robots isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I don’t get to fly an X-Wing. I do not get a lightsaber. They have no great snake-shaped base in the jungle. Cheetara is not going to blow me when I finish them off and save the blog kingdom. It’s actually just a lot of ticking check boxes and hitting ‘delete.’ Oh well, at least now I can get drunk.

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Boondocks Fuck You Rant

“Look, Fuck you. Fuck the plane you flew in on. Fuck dem shoes. Fuck da socks with the bell on it. Fuck yo gay ass fairy faggot accent. Fuck dem cheap ass cigars. Fuck yo yuck mouth teeth. Fuck yo hairpiece. Fuck yo chocolate. Fuck Guy Richie. Fuck Prince Willam. Fuck the Queen. This is America! My president is black and my Lambo is blue nigga! Now get the fuck out my hotel room! and if i see you in the street im slappin the shit outta you.” – Riley, The Boondocks

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