Wordsmoker

An accomplished chronic masturbator.

Handsome.

Drinking, fucking, and advertising. A bit of duplicity. Moistened African Americans. Suburban ennui. French stuff.

I’ve changed my name to Ham Ranger.

My name ain’t Dennis. It’s Janet. Sarcastro, if you’re nasty.

I am chortling audibly.

@ fuldis closure : I know. Just kind of prattling on about the Winehouse phenomenon. From what I’ve seen (and from the jokes I’ve made), I think most of the backlash has less to do with her death per se than with what many, including me, see as an overwrought and essentially disingenuous reaction to celebrity death [...]

@chillbear I get that. In some very, very passive way, I feel for her family and friends, but no more than I feel for the families and friends of any other person (who I’m not intimate with) who suffers any sort of loss. In any case, it’s still hard for me to understand public displays [...]

Many people live horridly painful lives and die prematurely. To publicly mourn one such person because of her fame seems, well, silly.

Oprah’s pretty OK.

Haven’t bin Ladin a while? FUCK SEAL TEAM SIX!

I Charlie Sheen’d a baker’s dozen of hookers and a koala.

—Sarcastro

I’m a love rebel, Chilly. @ Chillbear Latrigue:

I met this woman and she’s really nice. We plan to get wed and make babies.

The end.

—Sarcastro

Jnae Lynch is responsible for the majority of wickedness in the world.

JIZZHANDS!!!

SPIRITFINGERS!!!

I have a very good, stable job, which I don’t need because I’m independently wealthy. I just like to work because that way I can keep some unemployed twit on the dole.

My review: Th-th-th-th-that’s all, folks!