Friday, November 22, 2013

this was superLOL

Throughout history, women have been mistreated, and unfortunately many times they still are. It's 2013, and if you're mistreating a woman for being a woman, you're probably also still running around calling people faggots, and you are scum and there's really no reason for you to be alive.

Before this turns into a celebration of women (or of anything, because celebrations and fun both suck) - because I refuse to celebrate anything that is not a handsome white male or our ridiculously adorable son, Orange Guy, and maybe a few other things - let's get into the impetus for this well-worded post:

A straight-up LOL article. An articLOLe?

The gist of the article can be summarized in probably the most alarming and scary line found just a couple paragraphs deep:

"There are certain words that are applied to women specifically in order to manipulate them into compliance: "Slut", "Bitch", "Ugly/Fat" and of course, "Crazy".

I think I've used all of those terms, at some point in my life, to refer to a woman. I know that I've never used it to "manipulate them into compliance", though. Let's take a quick run through of each, and look at the male equivalent. Then, if we have time, we can discuss why the double standard exists. **spoiler alert: we probably won't have time**

Slut - certainly heard men referred to as sluts, man-whores, he-whores, dirty dicks, all terms that refer to promiscuity. Don't want to be called a slut? Don't act like one! You're not a slut, but some idiot at a bar called you one? Surely you've called a dude an unflattering something

Bitch - the male equivalent might be asshole or douchebag. In the late 90's and early aughts, it may have been tool. Just seems that the female equivalent here has really stuck. Thanks for that, hip-hop culture!

Ugly/Fat - first thing that comes to mind is derogatory names for dudes with small peckers. I don't love the idea of mocking people for physical qualities, but I do have a special place of disgust in my heart for fat people. Never joked with your friends about an ex's or a fling's johnson? Oh you haven't? Get real.

Crazy - I know a thing or two about crazy. By seeing crazy up close and personal, and knowing what to avoid - that's how I managed to marry a totally awesome and amazing woman. But what would I know about crazy broads? Well, I did happen to spend five years of my high-school and early college life with a woman some friends kindly referred to as "psycho".

Clearly I was the asshole misogynist and should have learned to look past her superficial faults. Superficial faults such as the time she tried to run me over, or the times she told me she was pregnant and extorted abortion money from me. Note that I was able to look past the blumpkin, obviously. But all clear red flags. So due to the stalking, harassing, and insanity I experienced in that relationship, I believe I know a thing or two about crazy.

When I refer to a broad as crazy, it's probably because she is. On the same token, when a broad calls me a "small-donged, abusive, douchebag freak", it's probably because I definitely am.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013


If you know anything about me at all, you probably know that I love being PUMPED UP and that I enjoy getting PUMPED UP when Mariachi el Bronx magically plays PUMPTUNES through the PUMPRADIO.

Oh hey look, they have a nice slow little jam that gets me AMPED:

Yeah, that was kinda slow and sad and unPUMPY. :(

boo fucking hoo

Still a good ass song, jerks. How about a little humor to PUMP you up? We got about 30 minutes of funny crammed into a quick eight minutes. Don't know much about this Gorburger thing, but I do know that it is indeed ROFL-worthy.

What happens when an awesome punk band gets bored with punk and decides to play acoustic shows, but then before they can even play an acoustic show, they think that's dumb and instead play mariachi jams?

Mariachi el Bronx is what happens!

And the results are POSITIVELY PUMPY!

A couple albums in, great reviews, a wake of sold-out and overPUMPED shows in their wake, yeah I think the mariachi version is more popular and successful than their day-job band, The Bronx.

And then these dudes went on Letterman and totally killed it!

Chances are that you're a turd and will never kill it on Letterman. Or the Gorburger show. Or on a full length album or two full of awesome mariachi jams.

But don't let that derail the PUMP. Don't let anything ever stop the PUMP. Lower your expectations and get PUMPED about that mediocrity in which you revel.

Wednesday, November 13, 2013


Didn't even mean to get so PUMPED today.

But then I got an IM at work. For those of us in the unknow - an IM is an INSTANT MESSAGE. #Technology

The long and short of it is, this lady at work heard a certain song on her drive in. An earworm. And she shared the glorious news with me, the Bringer of the PUMP.

What song was it?

Here's a clue...and it's a real PUMPER. A tune so PUMPY and so catchy that you will be forced to sing along in a PUMPY manner.

Oh, that's so 2012? Too GODPUMP BAD, MOTHERPUMPER.

It's cold out, and in a couple hours, it won't be. We are fighting winter here, and we're winning. If that's not reason to get PUMPED, then I don't know what is.

And cause I'm in a PUMPY MOOD right meow, here are some more untapped PUMPJAMS, PUMPGEMS, to get you through the rest of this week.

Oh you think I'm nuts cause I went from Carly Rae Jepson to Rancid? Well my friend, that PUMP can be elusive, and we're not one to discriminate here. (Haha actually we are), but when it comes to the PUMP, and getting PUMPED UP, we have to be open minded. BUT THOSE ARE THE ONLY TIMES YOLO

Let me ask you this: are you here to pass the time, or are you here to kick the shit out of the rest of the week and have the best weekend ever?

If it's the former, please reread, rewatch, and relisten to the above PUMPMATERIAL. If the latter, PUMP YEAH and PUMP ON, friendo.