Introducere in Roadkillcensor...

Sunt imparatul regatului meu si regele imparatiei mele. Sunt subaltern doar mie si ma urasc pt asta deoarece sunt un sef foarte neplacut. Vin dezbracat la servici, vorbesc urat, miros a ... usturoi si ... si ... torturez insecte in timpul liber. Dar in acelasi timp ma apreciez foarte mult, pt ca sunt frumos si destept si oricine vine pe blogul meu crede asta si oricum daca ar crede altceva si s-ar exprima, i-as suprima/cenzura parerea ca si cum ar locui in Coreea de Nord. De ce ? Pentru ca pot. Si daca exista vreun loc in care sa pot pe lumea aceasta, acel loc este blogul de fata. Bine... realizez ca blogul nu este tocmai pe lumea aceasta, ci situat intr-un plan paralel, virtual, al Internetului, presarat cu numeroase minunatii precum informatii, stiinta, arta, muzica, pornografie, religie si lupte in namol cu pitici. Dar acesta este, nonetheless, domeniul MEU si va primesc, ca un stapan milostiv si cu suflet marinimos, cu mancare si bautura , evident stricate sau cel putin cu termenul de garantie depasit.
Insa, pentru a pune si putina lumina asupra intentiilor mele, acest blog nu are alt rol decat acela de a-mi fi un mijloc prin a-mi exprima simtul umorului in moduri in care poate nu as putea in viata reala, gen postat link sau videoclip cu o melodie gay. In rest, sper ca o sa provoace macar un zambet mic ceva de pe aici, nu de alta ,dar ar fi pacat sa luati doar virusi si spyware de pe site-ul acesta. Oricum toate datele tale au fost trimise unde trebuie pana ai ajuns sa citesti chestia asta, asa ca poti sta linistit, o sa ai parte de porn-spam cat sa ... nu stiu... ai foarte foarte foarte mult porn-spam.
Incurajez totusi exprimarea de opinii legate de postari pentru ca se poate totusi ca prin pura intamplare, sa avem pareri comune, caz in care or sa ramana. Poate iti spui ca sunt las ca nu accept idei sau critici ... ei bine, foarte probabil nu o sa te las sa spui asta pe aici. Astept poate si email-uri sau mesaje, insa doar ca sa le las neraspunse in caz ca nu imi convin si poate le si marchez ca spam pt a nu mai avea de-a face cu persoanele respective. Nu de alta, dar multe din probleme dispar daca le ignori in viata si este foarte foarte usor si convenabil sa nu le infrunti si sa spui tuturor ca le-ai fi putut rezolva foarte bine, doar ca ti-a fost lene. Vorba aia, mai bine nu faci si te poti lauda ca ai fi facut bine, decat sa faci si sa existe sansa sa faci prost!
Mi-a facut placere, dragii mei, si va astept pe aici la o prostie scrisa de mine din an in Paste. V-am pupat si mai veniti pe la noi! (insa daca aveti intentii negative, go suck a donkey schlong!)

marți, 24 noiembrie 2009

Out of the closet

I've decided to come out of the closet: (although people close to me know the embarrassing truth) in my younger days, I used to be a pokemon ... Indeed, quite disturbing. But, during the last couple of days, I've been revisiting the familiar places and faces of adolescent rebellions and I came to the conclusion that there are songs and bands that do what they do at a high level. And the reason they are frowned upon by others (like me...and you...and everybody with an overdeveloped sarcasm-bone) is the fact that the overall quality of the fanbase is as questionable as Mihai Traistariu's sexuality. In other words, a vast segment of the fanbase is made up by zitfull teenagers (1) or douchebag emo kids (2), who think they are experiencing real pain, sadness and disappointment because their mommies didn't let them go to some party:
(1) minus the zits, but with extra lame-nosity

(2) wouldn't you just want to bitchslap the fucker just for the hell of it?


So to get back to the original point, here are some representative song/bands from my youth (which still sound pretty cool):





















It will do, for now. Really cool teenage-anger songs. But I kept the appearance decent: nothing but some baggy pants and some black t-shirts, which quickly turned into other colors and then the baggy pants got ... less-baggier and now I manage to look like a normal and quite intelligent human being (actually I look as hot as a fuckin ... torch (?!?...couldn't find a better reference,sorry...but,hey, it's my house here, so if you think less of me because of one lousy bad-reference, you can go fuck yourself!...seriously,get the fuck outta here!...and then literally fuck yourself up the ass!) ). Have a nice day,y'all!

4 comentarii:

Andrei spunea...

Second comment and counting. The fact is....I didn't know you in those times, but (not as synonym to ass...first and only joke in my mind.. so be kind) Slipknot and System of a Down touched a sensitive cord and for that BRAVO!! As far as the photos..nothing new on kids seeing pain in all the wrong places...but(sorry again ..didn't find a better word) I shall remind you that there are no small problems, just missguided points of view. be well.

P.S.:""
P.S.1: ignore the first P.S.
P.S.2: ignore the second P.S.
and so forth :)

Costin spunea...

thank you for your kind words!

P.S. my points of view are never misguided; they are guided to pin-point accuracy by my overwhelmingly overwhelming intellect.

Anonim spunea...

^
i second that.

Costin spunea...

what can i say?...glad you agree :))