Friday, December 31, 2010
Monday, December 27, 2010
We've come a long way, but throughout the voting process, deez two formidable opponentz have both managed to secure impressive votes, week after week. But enough of that pansy shiz...every other Muse has fallen @ their feet [aka are relieved to be done wiff dis crap and are chilling out in the Bahamas].
It will be 2011 in less. Which Monday Muse will lead us into the Año Nuevo?! Review below and decide...
Marcel the Shell
Here it is folkz...the final confrontation. Gather your wits and prepare to make
Sunday, December 26, 2010
No Christmas would be complete without a sexxxy, decked out (fake) Xmas tree, just how no Christmas would be complete with a demented, perverted possessed talking Santa doll! My mom has had this terrifying Santa for yearz and no matter how many times he talks, he never seemz to run outta batteriez. Pure evil, I tell you...
As I was getting ready to bounce and make it back to my house before the blizzard (which is currently barricading me inside & will for totez ruin my life tomorrow morning when I try to get my azz up to Nueva Nueva for work!), mi madre asked if she could record a holiday wish to all of you bloggy readerz [feat. special-time shout-out to Anne Marie]. Isn't she just so dahling?!
Friday, December 24, 2010
I know that there are a bunch of scroogez out there that whine & bitch about how lame Xmas is, but whateva...they obvz don't carry Christmas magic [read as: a lot of booze] in their gut on December 25th! I have just finished wrapping all of my family's giftz [feat. Star, OK! & People magazine "wrapping paper"] and I'm about to ship out to la casa de mis padres, but I wanted to bequeath to you, my bloggy audience, some interweb holidaze cheer!
So scroll below to enjoy some yuletide delights from Ke$ha, the Osbourne famile & of course, Ali Lohan.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Marcel the Shell
Who made it soooo far only to ultimately fail and crash and burn and die in the flames of failure?!
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Use your fancy fingawork to learn an instrument. Instead of typing out diabolical codes of disaster [feat. ruining many peepz' afternoons!], how about plunking about on a piano a delicious melody?! The first time you play "White Houses" all the way through, it will be like you've just been reborn!
Enrich your cultural mind and go see a critcally-acclaimed dark, psychologically provocative artsy thriller [ie Black Swan, Black Swan or Black Swan]. Then go home and have a 60-minute analytical discussion about the finer points of subtle symbolism throughout.
Why don't you extend your life by 10 years and start exercising to werk off that five-Hot-Pockets-for-dinner lard flab you've procured from yearz of over-eating greasy shit in front of your evil methlab of a computer?
I'm sure that since you started on your condemnable downward spiral into cyber-terrorism, you've lost touch wiff all of your amigoz. I'm sure if you picked up the telefono and gave dem a ring and apologized for ignoring them in exxxchange for ruining everyone's life via hackinating the interwebz, they'd forgive you and want to rekindle your friendship.
Monday, December 13, 2010
"Me and Bobby McGee" by Janis Joplin
Surprised? Didjoo tink I only dabbled in the musical stylingz of current *popstarz*?! Thought I didn't have an appreciation for the classic rock n' rollerz of yesteryear?! Well, to quote Kelly Clarkson, "You thought wrong"!
Not only is dis my favorite M song of all time, but it is also my third favorite song EVER of ANY letter (right behind my choices for B & J)! As we all should know, the fantastico Janis Joplin is one of the best singers that ever existed. Her voice makez mah effing skin crawl and shivers my bones to their very core. I am beyond saddened by the fact that she died sooooOOoOoOo early in her life and left us wiff only a handful of her tunez.
And not only is her voice perfecto, the lyrix to "Me and Bobby McGee" are some of the rawest and most heart-shredding I've ever heard! I want to have a busted flat in Baton Rouge! This tune was implanted into my skull back when I was still a wee little tot, and my appreciation for it has only grown and blossomed into a full-blown obsession as the years passed by.
Four Muses remain. Who will survive your ruthless voting gauntlet of pain and/or suffering?!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Back when I only used the computer to commit homicidal death houses in The Sims and Saw-worthy murda contraptions in Roller Coaster Tycoon, I would never think of spending horaz surfing...da web.
But then I got my own computer, a faster internet connection & moved outta mah parent's house. Now NOTHING will stop me from wasting countless hours I can never get back (sob, sob) on the web.
A Facebook, Twitter, Blogspot,
My score? Only a 57%! Maybe I'm not a lost cause (or maybe I am, who cares?!)! Let's make our own little make-shift episode of mutual Intervention & share our stories of struggle over the Internet addiction we for obvz all suffer from! And don't try and deny it and say you have a healthy relationshit with the Internet...pages upon pages of Facebook thread comments, viral YouTube vidz and annoying FarmVille updates really beg to differ!
Sunday, December 5, 2010
[Click da names below to review]
Marcel the Shell
Missy the Cat
Next week, only four of these lovelies will still be standing. One will be dragged to Hell (not in good way). Save your favorite from certain torture!
Saturday, December 4, 2010
I know, I know...we're blowing up faster than you can say "You guys aren't blowing up, you've only recorded like, two fucking cover songs that no one on You Tube cared about," but we still remember our rootz. And that's why we are debuting our pair of brand farting new videos on Josh Is Trashy & Hotel Tuesday. RollingStone.com was BEGGING us for the exclusive vid premiere, but since we lurrrrve you bloggy peepz soOoOoOoO much, we declined.
And since Jo$hr!co was snubbed [ala Ke$ha & AbLisa] for this year's Grammy Award for Best New Artist, I guess E. Copterz + I will just have to work exxxtra hard this year to prove to the recording academy that we deserve their golden gramophones!
So please look below for our cover of Kara Dioguardi's [aka the American Idol judge that isn't fat, drugged, British or a lesbanana]