Monday, August 31, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
The :: Ass
Ok so there's this guy that plays against us sometimes at Indoor. He's a total jerk. Wattsy the faggot.
Every time he gets tackled he plays for free kicks and/or pretends that he's been injured by the, somehow invisible, heinous lack of balance and respect of the aforementioned tackler.
E.g - Wong tackled him, but with his back to the referee. Wattsy seizes this opportunity and pretends to have had his eye gouged out. He groans in fake pain and grasps at his eye. Fuckwit. You'd think, with the amount of times he's played for a free and not gotten any response, that you would realise that nobody beleives your petty lies.
And then, after he gets no sympathy, he becomes angry. How he can become enraged at people who have done absolutley nothing but played the game is beyond comprehension. He lashes out and pushes people, and starts to get dirty with his tackles. It is at this point in enragement that the verbal insults begin to bleed from his dirty little mouth.
"Fuck you", "You're shit"
"Why don't you open your eyes next time you make a save?"
Gee Wattsy, you're so right, I'd better make sure I let you score next time you shoot it into my face and I use my hands to block it. I'm sure you could see my eyes through the gloves and speeding ball hurtling toward the goals.
Or perhaps it's more a manifestation of you're lack of composure, skill and ablilty in front of goals that forces your shots to often fly wide of the goals or simply rebound off me? And then, due to your phenomenally low self-esteem, you feel the need to blame the keeper for ... uhh ... doing his job?
It is also feesable to assume that your lack of a goal that time, and the resultant ridiculous insult directed at me, was really an attack on yourself.
You probably should have scored, after all, I apparently had my eyes closed. If i can't see the ball, you should be able to softly plop the ball past me. But did you? Oh no Wattsy you didn't. You couldn't even score when the keeper has his eyes closed in your sniveling insignificant fantasy world.
Incrediously, and not surprisingly, you were on the team during the famous, "Fucking Matt is a Fucking Dick" game. Where two members of the same team had a fight. I belive it was you who was, "Fucking Matt" ... you "Fucking Dick".
So, "Wattsy", "Matt", "Fucking Dick" ... whatever your real name is, nobody likes you. Could be due to you being a Tottenham supporter.
Or the fact that you're a hack of a player.
Or the fact that your self-esteem has dropped so far and deep into the gaping chasm of failure that you feel the overwheliming need to blame others for your mistakes.
Or ... you know ... you could be an Asshole?
Oh wait, thats it !
Every time he gets tackled he plays for free kicks and/or pretends that he's been injured by the, somehow invisible, heinous lack of balance and respect of the aforementioned tackler.
E.g - Wong tackled him, but with his back to the referee. Wattsy seizes this opportunity and pretends to have had his eye gouged out. He groans in fake pain and grasps at his eye. Fuckwit. You'd think, with the amount of times he's played for a free and not gotten any response, that you would realise that nobody beleives your petty lies.
And then, after he gets no sympathy, he becomes angry. How he can become enraged at people who have done absolutley nothing but played the game is beyond comprehension. He lashes out and pushes people, and starts to get dirty with his tackles. It is at this point in enragement that the verbal insults begin to bleed from his dirty little mouth.
"Fuck you", "You're shit"
"Why don't you open your eyes next time you make a save?"
Gee Wattsy, you're so right, I'd better make sure I let you score next time you shoot it into my face and I use my hands to block it. I'm sure you could see my eyes through the gloves and speeding ball hurtling toward the goals.
Or perhaps it's more a manifestation of you're lack of composure, skill and ablilty in front of goals that forces your shots to often fly wide of the goals or simply rebound off me? And then, due to your phenomenally low self-esteem, you feel the need to blame the keeper for ... uhh ... doing his job?
It is also feesable to assume that your lack of a goal that time, and the resultant ridiculous insult directed at me, was really an attack on yourself.
You probably should have scored, after all, I apparently had my eyes closed. If i can't see the ball, you should be able to softly plop the ball past me. But did you? Oh no Wattsy you didn't. You couldn't even score when the keeper has his eyes closed in your sniveling insignificant fantasy world.
Incrediously, and not surprisingly, you were on the team during the famous, "Fucking Matt is a Fucking Dick" game. Where two members of the same team had a fight. I belive it was you who was, "Fucking Matt" ... you "Fucking Dick".
So, "Wattsy", "Matt", "Fucking Dick" ... whatever your real name is, nobody likes you. Could be due to you being a Tottenham supporter.
Or the fact that you're a hack of a player.
Or the fact that your self-esteem has dropped so far and deep into the gaping chasm of failure that you feel the overwheliming need to blame others for your mistakes.
Or ... you know ... you could be an Asshole?
Oh wait, thats it !
Saturday, August 8, 2009
The :: Musikz4me
The following songs are the best Coldplay B-sides and Extras;
Gravity
Proof
Things I Don't Understand
Crests Of Waves
Yellow (Alpha Remix)
Bigger Stronger
Ladder To The Sun
Hunting High and Low
1.36
No More Keeping My Feet On The Ground
Sleeping Sun
Brothers and Sisters
Careful Where You Stand
Barbie Girl [Live Cover]
Harmless
Easy To Please
:)
Big thank you to Wong for giving them all plus more to me !
Gravity
Proof
Things I Don't Understand
Crests Of Waves
Yellow (Alpha Remix)
Bigger Stronger
Ladder To The Sun
Hunting High and Low
1.36
No More Keeping My Feet On The Ground
Sleeping Sun
Brothers and Sisters
Careful Where You Stand
Barbie Girl [Live Cover]
Harmless
Easy To Please
:)
Big thank you to Wong for giving them all plus more to me !
Thursday, August 6, 2009
The :: Revelations
You will all recieve a copy of what the previous two posts were about if you want ... from wither the fake address I used to make this blog so it wasn't traceable back to me ... or the good ol' Medicineman E-mail account
The :: Meanings
The :: Crusade – The name for the entire operation, a crusade of experimental proportions
The :: Rise – The name given to my little uprising in the Blog – o – Sphere
The :: Harvest – The name given to all the things people did about my blog. A harvest of mystery fuelled actions by other bloggers
The :: Hive – The name given to all of the other bloggers that I was in contact with
The :: Inquisitor – Orchestrator of The :: Crusade, my name in the Blog – o – Sphere
The :: Rise – The name given to my little uprising in the Blog – o – Sphere
The :: Harvest – The name given to all the things people did about my blog. A harvest of mystery fuelled actions by other bloggers
The :: Hive – The name given to all of the other bloggers that I was in contact with
The :: Inquisitor – Orchestrator of The :: Crusade, my name in the Blog – o – Sphere
The :: Revelation
It was totally Joe all along !
I literally begun The :: Rise just to see what would happen. Almost instantly I was the main suspect, prompting me to vehemently lie in order to continue The :: Crusade.
Luckily Emerson and Tom then got the blame and The :: Inquisitor was a big mysterious unknown.
After just 2 days of existence in the Blog – o – Sphere, The :: Inquisitor was attacked and threatened. Without even having to do anything. Almost straight away it was pointed out that I had removed comments from the blog made by a Mr Brophy. The only criticism available to he who likes to call other blogs “Fail”.
So I begun to make ominous comments, quotes I took from the nice people at, Quotes.com. It started out quite well. Until another prominent person in the blog world realised what I was doing. Still the threats continued, A Mr. Delson claiming he would spread the contents of my spleen all over the internet.
Success?
Answer :: Yes
I literally begun The :: Rise just to see what would happen. Almost instantly I was the main suspect, prompting me to vehemently lie in order to continue The :: Crusade.
Luckily Emerson and Tom then got the blame and The :: Inquisitor was a big mysterious unknown.
After just 2 days of existence in the Blog – o – Sphere, The :: Inquisitor was attacked and threatened. Without even having to do anything. Almost straight away it was pointed out that I had removed comments from the blog made by a Mr Brophy. The only criticism available to he who likes to call other blogs “Fail”.
So I begun to make ominous comments, quotes I took from the nice people at, Quotes.com. It started out quite well. Until another prominent person in the blog world realised what I was doing. Still the threats continued, A Mr. Delson claiming he would spread the contents of my spleen all over the internet.
Success?
Answer :: Yes
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Saturday, August 1, 2009
The :: Rise
For years it lay dormant in the dark vehement catacombs of the barren blog wastelands, slumbering with the dark.
Far from the prying eyes of others, unseen but not unknown.
From beneath the sands of the blogspot desert arose a glistening stain of smectic shadow.
Under the contiguous watch of The Eye of Terror, The Hive amassed. The foreboding depths of the crypts overbled and the penultimate rise was born.
Far from the prying eyes of others, unseen but not unknown.
From beneath the sands of the blogspot desert arose a glistening stain of smectic shadow.
Under the contiguous watch of The Eye of Terror, The Hive amassed. The foreboding depths of the crypts overbled and the penultimate rise was born.
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