That, yes indeed, there are people with stranger fetishes than you. Don’t get me wrong, I like latex on girls as much as the next guy. It’s tight, it’s shiny and it’s, uh, tight. But this just ratchets the creep factor up to eleven. If you want one you can find it here. I just don’t want to know about it.
Via Fleshbot
So, if you’ve been paying attention (and, given our freakishly long absence from podcasting, I mean, why would you? But I’m gratified that you are) you know that I’ve got a brand new axe (my MacBook Pro. I call her Vera) and Freak is now using my old PowerBook. I had hoped that this would open up all sorts of possibilities, like a virtual studio for our podcasts, freeing us up from the significant constraint of having to be in the same room, and possibly getting Freak to blog.
I really had the hope for Freak catching the blogging bug, I mean, how could it fail? He’s funny, reads more than I do—which is saying something folks—he even reads real books (without pictures, even!) that have nothing to do with Star Wars and shit. And, get this, he even keeps a diary journal (at least he did last I checked). So blogging should be second nature to him.
Only thing is, it’s taking a christly long fucking time for me to get in touch with his inner nerd. I mean, what the fuck, man? Seems like all he wants to do is download porn, download music, and play fantasy fucking baseball. Holy shit.
I’ve tried schooling him in the finer things ‘Net, like Bittorrent, RSS, del.icio.us, hell, just leaving a chat client open so I don’t have to go get my phone just to send him and interesting link. Folks, it’s like throwing shit at greased glass: nothing fucking sticks.
Okay, I’m bitching and I’m probably not being all that fair—not that you read (or listen) to hear me be fair to Freak, right? I’m sure he’ll catch up soon enough. Or maybe he’ll download all the porn in the free world first, I don’t know, but until then let’s try an experiment: I’m going to link a porn site that I just know he’ll be all over and we’ll see how long it takes him to find it. If nothing else I’ll know that he’s not watching the blog and I’ll have something new to bust his balls over.
So, here’s your link to Petite Teenager (tiny tits, mostly no shoes). Clock’s ticking.
Went out today and picked up some boom mic stands. They’re cheap but they should do the job. Now nothing stands in the way of us using our new semi-professional podcasting gear! Unless it’s someone’s birthday. Or my PowerBook’s hard drive lunches again. Or Freak and BBG decide that they’d rather spend the evening having torrid sex.
Well, think positively peeps and enjoy this pic of this hottie while you think happy thoughts.
You should write to Freak and BBG (use the links on the right) and let them know how much you don’t appreciate their sex life getting in the way of your podcasting enjoyment. I know I can’t wait until they’re married and the sex dries up. Then maybe we can get some podcasting done around this place.
Word.
Freak is the biggest text message whore I know. The man never stops. So, since Christmas is right around the corner, I vote that he purchases one of these for BBG and the two of them review it on the podcast. What do you guys think? Let us know!
Link to original. Found via Flickrbabes
