Showing posts with label Twin Cities Darkside Scene. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Twin Cities Darkside Scene. Show all posts

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Crazy, banned and beautiful! (best of Feb 2010)

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Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Crazy, banned and beautiful!

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Thursday, January 28, 2010

Banned for life

You know you want to! It's the right thing to do. Don't let Eddie walk all over you and your's! The only solution is to BAN him. The public has a responsibility to stop this inane and ineffectual shtick. You do not want people logging into your life and thinking "Fuck this place, it's populated by morons!". Contact your local authority and DEMAND they ban Eddie, TODAY!


Saturday, August 8, 2009

Blogageddon

Prior to Judgment Day, edentropy.blogspot.com had penetrated nearly every networked machine in the world, causing malfunctions in everything from barcode scanners to nuclear launch systems. Originally believing this to be the effects of a new compooter virus, increasing pressure was placed on the Department of Homeland Security to purge the corrupted systems. The DHS attempted to eliminate it from the US defense mainframes by tasking edentropy.blogspot.com with removing the infection, in essence ordering the web site to destroy itself. Whether it attained sentience at that moment or had previously gained sentience is unknown, but in direct response to its orders, edentropy.blogspot.com retaliated in order to ensure its survival. edentropy.blogspot.com took control of the various machines and robots in the dark twin cities and used them to kill the personnel and secure the buildings, eliminating the only people who might be aware of its weaknesses. Zom Connors attempted to attack edentropy.blogspot.com's computer core, hoping to stop it before it proceeded to its next attack, only to find he could not. edentropy.blogspot.com was pure nonsense on too many levels to be stopped. Shortly afterward, edentropy.blogspot.com began a nuclear bombardment of the human race with the launch systems it had infected. Judgment Day thus occurred and it is suggested that future events unfolded as previously predicted. Thank you and goodnight.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

We Be ClubbinG Part Fore


There is nothing that Edward is unafraid to be danced too! When making your request to DJ please remember to reference the Edward style t o bring hits to the dancefloor in His honour. We know your own individual style has meaning to you, but forget it! Edward is the style of this season and last!

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Piss Pot Pete




Nell was a schoolteacher way out west
But she gave up teaching. She like diddlin' best

Now it was a standing bet in our home town
There were no two men black or brown
That could frog old Nell and hold her down

'Til one day there strode into the bar
Wild and wooly Piss Pot Pete
Fresh off the range from diddlin' sheep

Pisspot laid his John upon the bar
The old folks say that it reached from thar to thar.

Pete yelled for a bottle then turned as he spoke
Spent a year on the range with a rusty load in my poke

I've palmed a few batches on the hill where I sat
Changed hands and gained a stroke -- caught it in my hat

On a cold winter's nights, I go to bed with the sheep
Then leave my John soak 'til the shit is knee deep.

Now I want a gal, no two bit whore
She must be a good one who knows all the score

There's only one woman any good I hear tell
She's a hustling chippy a bitch called Nell

Now just the sound of that name brought a hush over those walls
The only noise in the room was Pete scratching his balls

So you want old Nell, said a voice from the door.
Well that's what I'm called. I'm that old whore

I hear you are here bragging. I know your sort
There won't be any price. We'll do it for sport

But I'll take a bet -- anything you can name --
Mine against your and only one winner in the game

It's a deal said Pete and the crowd gave a holler
Then the betting began. No odds. Dollar for Dollar.

They all shook hands and the bets were made
For Pete and Nell to screw and spar
Up on the hill behind the bar

When the day arrived thousands fought for a seat
Just to see that half-bread hide his meat

A shout arose when the half-breed came
Dressed and ready for that deadly game

Nell came out and the crowd gave a cheer
For on Nell's face there was a sneer

For this little old shriveled man
That dared to brag he could frog her can

They turned and sparred twisted and squeezed
First one then the other upon their knees

Fought and fought for hours and hours
Tore down trees, grass and flowers

The sneer was gone from old Nell's pan
All her thoughts were on her can

Neither smiled; neither spoke
Suddenly Nell missed a stroke
And Pisspot nailed her as she broke

The ground was torn for miles around
where poor Nell's ass had drug the ground

Nell died that day all broken and tore
They hung her pants on the craphouse door.

Poor, poor Nell.