Gin-iro no kami no Agito

Why is it the non-english songs that just about make me want to cry?

I don't know why, but I think it's the vocals, but I really really like this song right now. Stupid me.........................

Truth be told, it doesn't take much to set me off usually, but this struck a chord. Funnily enough this is the first studio film by the Director of the wonderful, nerdly-make-me-ejaculate animation Neon Genesis, so it was bound to be interesting. Sure the film is very Nausicca/Mononoke based but phew...




And if you have a problem with my emotional instability, go fuck yourselves. I'll go all cosplay on your asses...

I cry so very much

So here's just a quick update full of some internet news...

First is the story of a blogger who viacom claims infringed on his own copyright. Interesting story to read here.

Next is the world's worst rap video. You'll either bleed from your eye sockets or you'll love it. I'm worried if it's going to be the latter...




And finally some Cyanide and Happiness Genius! GENIUS I SAY!

Give me boob...

So here I was, dicking around on the computer, with Mark Holden singing in the background, and I found myself wondering, 'I could be doing more with my life.'

Yes, the realization set in that despite the many things on my list that I'd like to do, such as edit, score [music you saps] write, sleep or even clean, that I had been slacking off today.

So what better way to cap it off than to write a long awaited new blog post?

Yeah I'm a fool ain't I?

SO on top of this, I was thinking of sex.

Namely the funny side of sex.

Fiendish I may be, but it wasn't my thoughts that got me going, but more the odd internet surfing I was doing the other night, many a moon ago. I only just now figure I should blog about it.

So in the interest of keeping people interested, and let's face it, that little sentence above probably pricked a few eyeballs [?] into paying a little bit closer attention [just like those stupid signs you see around] let me introduce you to my very own:

Dean's product placement post!

That's right, I've discovered the font changer.

This week we shall study: Amusing Objects of a rude nature that Dean finds childishly amusing.

First we start with:

BUST EMPEROR!

This is a collection of figurines celebrating the female form in all it's swim-suited glory.

Sure, I'm a red-blooded boy who can appreciate such a thing, but one wonders what you need with twelve, count them, TWELVE of these figurines in what is classed as 3rd Season Summer Vacation.

Overkill? Perhaps. But we also need to know what the reasoning is behind Bust Emperor?

One idea would be that these twelve busts are the torsos of dead wives of the Emperor of busts. But that's a bit morbid of me. Encouraging harem-like misogynistic behavior? Maybe.

Because of this I'm now on the prowl to find myself some women who are willing to expose their 'assets' for my amusement. Applications may email me a picture and a signed consent form for allowing said abuse.


And for me to really appreciate this, I must need Dr G's lotion for men.


















"For those times you need company on a solo flight, Dr. G is the man to take with you. And Dr. G's Self Care lotion is for those who want a little more lubrication to keep their engine running smoothly. Easy on the skin and makes a realistic sound as if you had a co-pilot. With no smell and no color, it's the perfect friction boost you need, and you can easily wash your equipment later with a little water. This lotion is for men, and for those times you want to fly alone -- treat yourself to Dr. G's Self Care Gel."

Yes, this description really just says it all.

I'm worried that I'm going to embark on a flight without proper training, no less a solo one. And god knows why I'd want Dr G to be the MAN to take with me. I mean, sure Dr G is more than welcome if it was a she, had a huge rack [see above product] and was willing to administer some sexy-ful treatment, but something tells me that Dr G is just a small old man who is one of those guys with a dirty toothless grin who licks his lips whenever a school-girl walks past.

But that old man really just is a virile stud who is past his prime. But we all know humanity is very much a non-contender in the sexuality status of the animal kingdom.

Of all the animals in the world, we know that the Panda is the most virile. They live their lives in such tantric bliss that they rarely actually have sex. They even spend all their time doing absolutely nothing BUT thinking about the below.

Now all you need to know about the inner thoughts of Pandas has been made into mug form with:

THE PANDA "SEX STYLE" MUG!











Aren't they hot? I wish I was a Panda. It looks like BLISSSSSSSSSS!



But in the interests of random thought processes, it's not as much bliss as my last product for today.

The Oppai Ball!















For all those times when you need something large, soft and supple to squeeze, here it is: a desktop oppai (boob) for stress relief. This large G-cup sized boob ball measures 14 cm (5.5 inches) in diameter, is made out of soft jelly like material, intricately painted in a realistic flesh tones and bounces just like the real thing. Featuring a protruding nipple that looks real enough to make you drool, it makes a perfect joke item to attract the attention of innocent bystanders. Great for film projects, parties, jokes, conversation starters, and anything else your wild imagination desires. This item is very large and very well made -- you can feel this in the weight of it when you pick it up.

Featuring a protruding nipple that looks real enough to make me drool? Enough for anything my 'wild imagination desires?'

Well ain't that a treat?

I mean, I always wanted a breast that was as big as my head. I mean isn't that just 'hot'?

Argh, that's so disturbing on so many levels I just can't help BUT want one. I mean, it's horrible but apparently it's very well made. And of course according to these things, having a good weight is proof that it is well made...

So what do you think? IS this product enough to make you drool with desire? I know, I just want to go away an play with myself Panda-style just thinking about this all...



So that's all for now, for Amusing Objects of a rude nature that Dean finds childishly amusing.
I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.

If you want more, such as Hello Kitty masturbatory tools and whatnot, visit your one-stop-shop of silliness at http://www.jlist.com/index.html

Now to cap things off in pure Ghost style, here are two things to get your rocks off:

A bit of Christmas spirit for you:
























And a proper education letting you know that Safe Sex is the best sex of all...





And I do realise that I haven't formatted this. I think rambly unorganised crappy writing is worthy of my long absence don't you???

Excuses

The absence is shattering, the flight of the eagle has landed atop the whale of ignorance.

If it pleases, I could go into extremes as to why the long absence but to cut a long story short one of two things happened.

Number one:

COMPUTER CRASH [kaboom]

All my links gone. Almost all my illegally downloaded music and materials, gone. It almost felt empty, not being able to check obsessively my comics and videos. In fact it felt down right dangerous.

Luckily for me Number Two kicked in.

I GOTSA life. Well, I did before then, but my time has been spent in better, less distracting ways whilst the computer was out of action. So much so that it has been much too long since the last update.

I want to keep up the updates but time is such a precious resource for one who works 11 day fortnights. I'll be damned if I spend all my downtime checking the internets for tender morsels of information, as nice as that would be...

So this is just a quick update to let you know it's going to be hard for me to update, but when I do, know it will be both full of words and other bits of internet-ness that may or may not amuse me. Maybe I'll even talk about my personal life some more, but unlike earlier posts, I'm not really in the complaining mood.

So in celebration for certain events of the last week, here is some fun bits.


This is the reason why I have no taste in music...




Hehe, I'll be back to transform your day into an adventure...


Boom shakalaka.

ISNEYDAY?

Something tells me that Disney won't like this, but based on their relatively quiet approach to the good ol' Hamas Mickey Mouse I think it'll be ok. [those infidels and their corruptive Wester ways! Let's use their images to our means... wait a second]

Isn't it funny how symbols of peace/love bullocky etc. are so often misused for symbols of hate. The biggest one that comes to mind is the Swastika. I wonder who came up with the idea, since it seems kind of odd. But oh well, it worked I suppose.

It's not like Disney really needs to worry about bad press. Just watch Aladdin and all the early-to-mid-nineties Disney flicks and just play 'pick the racism'. They really could be quite subversive if you let yourself get carried away with your vivid imaginations and whatnot.

Anyways, I'm not really posting anything important, just waiting, bored, while C & C 3 updates, since I'm in a lazy daze of a mood. If I had a good dvd to watch I would.

I don't, so this is the result. Don't you feel all special?

Yes, you're my time waster now you silly blog. I shake my fist at you and your time-wasting ways.

But still, I never really picked Wile Coyote for a swallower. He really did just seem like more of a gimp than anything... Ah well...

May as well add more controversial Disney. I'm sure everyone wondered the answer to THIS particular question when they were 5.

Babbles

And here you thought this was going to be a new awesome post. How wrong were you?

I must be getting senile in my old age...

Shiny distractions

Well after seeing 300 again [and actually paying for it this time] I have to say that sometimes you really just want a movie which has people kicking ass and taking names, rather than all that underdog shit that tends to get bandied about. Can't you tell my blood is boiling?

I still can't believe no-one, in a packed cinema FULL of myspace crazies, gave off a cheer when "This IS SPARTA!" was uttered. Ah well. My feeble 'woo!' was enough for me.

Anyhow, as time marches on I realise that I can't be bothered, just yet anyway, squeezing out a meaningful post. I have much content worthy of rants, rambles and stream of consciousness socio-political-sexual mumbo jumbo that would be worth reading. Sure I'll get to it [like I do everything, in one lame-ass form or another] but for now I thought I'd share a few nuggets to keep you occupied, since apparently I have to make an appearence more than once a week now [to keep up with sky-rocketing demand that is going on in my head]

SO! In order to keep up demand I thought I'd distract you with some pretty pictures [look over there and please don't NOTICE THE MEANINGLESS UPDATE!]

I hope the sidebar doesn't block these: if they do just clik on em or something. Maybe use you IMAGINATIONS as wild and vividly exciting as that may be for you...



Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal tells us of the ultimate way to get away with brutal, brutal murder. Faultless, and foolproof...


The 'persecution of a social identity' continues explosm style:




Perry Bible Fellowship shows us how much more fun World War 2 films would have been if this ACTUALLY happened [I mean, everyone knows that was how World War 1 was ended, not ol' number 2. That was ended by chipmunk pirates...]




And finally, Scarygoround shows us the lost magical art of Crocheting for use in case of an emergency. This actually struck me as quite interesting and blog worthy, though I doubt that really is the case... I actually am quite keen on how this pans out: a good crochet can save the world, and all that jazz... Yes, the questions of whether tassels will benefit something IS on topic with what's been going on with me lately. I wonder what else would benefit from the tasselage...