December 12, 2014
December 3, 2014
November 29, 2014
November 21, 2014
November 18, 2014
Knife Party - Abandon Ship (new album)
Quite a new sound for some tracks, altogether dope tits. Check out "Boss Mode" - fucking HEAVY!
November 14, 2014
October 27, 2014
October 23, 2014
October 19, 2014
October 18, 2014
McKamey Manor
This haunted house looks fucking insane. Takes on average 3 hours to complete and they can touch you and gag you. Watch the video.
McKamey Manor
McKamey Manor
October 14, 2014
Logic - Buried Alive
Some more Logic - way different vibe than the one I posted the other day. Chill as tits.
October 13, 2014
October 10, 2014
Logic - Under Pressue
Dope song, inSANE view. Reminds me of the "badass motherfucker" video one of you posted back in the day.
October 6, 2014
October 5, 2014
October 3, 2014
October 2, 2014
4D Sound Stage
Imagine 5, 10, 20 years from now when the technology is in place to have these stages on a mother fucking massive scale. Think Sahara tent at Coachella. Jesus Christ that would be massively insane!
Boom
Boom
September 30, 2014
September 22, 2014
September 16, 2014
JumoDaddy - White Horse
Some orchestral drum-and-bass with some dash of dubstep. Prepare to ride the beast, my friends.
Electically induced lucid dreams
Sweet article on how researchers linked stimulating a certain part of the brain with inducing lucid dreams. Summary below:
... EEG and fMRI studies have shown that there is elevated activity in what’s called the lower gamma frequency band, notably in frontal and temporal regions of the brain, during lucid dreams... Activity in the frontotemporal region is related to executive ego functions; it is characteristic of being awake, and it's not usually seen during REM sleep.
... Researchers subjected people to frontotemporal transcranial alternating current stimulation (tACS) at various frequencies ranging from 2-100Hz... Stimulation with 25 and 40Hz increased activity in the lower gamma band... increased five out of eight factors associated with lucid dreaming.
September 14, 2014
September 10, 2014
September 7, 2014
September 4, 2014
Octave Minds - Tap Dance (ft. Chance The Rapper & The Social Experiment)
Octave Minds = Boyz Noize + Chilly Gonzales
September 2, 2014
August 31, 2014
August 23, 2014
August 22, 2014
August 20, 2014
August 13, 2014
August 6, 2014
July 24, 2014
July 22, 2014
Orgasmic Axonal Connections From The Not So Distant Mind of WOMP's Past
"DEFINING BADASS" - Email from WOMP #2, Jesus Fingers - sent Thursday November 6th, 2008 9:50 am
To such a summary of existence, I bow. Womp is God. When the apocalypse comes, and fire slams my face into the dirt and I orgasm, God will reveal that his innermost being is indeed defined by Womp. And as(s) these things are Womp, he must look something like...
So there I was, enjoying the ball-tingling, soul-searing awesomeness that is called "a shower" by those who strive in vain to put into words such transcendence, when I started thinking about shit that is so fucking badass I want to eat my own head just thinking about thinking about it. In no particular order:
Womp
Womp
Womp (alright, in no particular order from here on out)
Ninjas
Tenacious D
Beasting on shit
Vats of primordial butter
Corona fused with property
Beer, really
Gunther
Pool Jets
(The combination of the above 2)
The legacy of Minh
Paki
Twitch
Plumb brandy
Balancing on shit
Fooseball
Tomato beer-pong
Kung Lee
Throwing shit at cars driving by
Anc-in'
The bus
Sweet ass techno
Ping pong
Filming any act of bodily excretion
Busting sweet as shit on the trampoline
Summers
Snowboarding
Captain womp
Perfect Dark and Croissants
Dragonforce
Chillspots
Clearing the six stair on rollerblades
700 sq foot banners
Scooters
Mike's Specials
The fact that there are only 3 people in the world badass enough to comprehend how badass these things are
Aight gotta go write more later
Keep mmska-ing and being all suffa-like - Mirek
"THY WOMP GOD" - Email from WOMP #2, Dunkless AKA Strenchy Pansce sent in reply to DEFINING BADASS - Thursday, November 6th 2008, at 1:26 pm
A Bigfoot, dressed like a ninja, no, rather, is a ninja, playing explosivo, while balance on, and beasting over a fence that is free standing on slick, buttered wiped surface, while drinking corona, key light, and profuse amounts of Plum Brandy, at the same time at the property, while listening to Ding Dong Song over loud fuckin speakers, and getting horny while a stream of water given substance out of thick (not thin) Womp filled air, slams into his mighty boner, while bowing to Minh (yes, Minh is the only substance Womp bows to. However, this estimation is reciprocated as Minh immediately bows back), while wearing the turban of Paki, and fucking twitch's loose cunt, while playing fooseball infused Tomato beer-pong, while scissor kicking grapes from the Kukla back yard at cars driving by, while turning in a receipt for 80 fat bucks at QFC, while spitting profundity at the driver of The Bus, and raving to sweet ass techno, and humping the shit out of pillows while listening to Dc Talk, while filming shit anti-penetrating his ass, while having matthew's loose asshole, mirek's loose vagina, and isaac's massive cock.
Behold! Thy Womp God!
"A FUCKBUDDY NAMED PUSSYFOOT" - A Response - Written By WOMP #2, The Quick Tongue AKA The Hairless One AKA The Second Fastest Chugger In The World
Well now. Please don't take this personally
- but fuck you, you dumb fucking son of a bitch. The reason you sent
this is beyond me, yet it shows that beyond any doubt, that if nothing
else, you all are indeed truly morons. I don't know if it was your mom having
sex with your uncle and/or her father that left you as an inbred offspring, but
they, like you, and perhaps anyone that has ever come in contact with you,
deserve to die. You know how people always say you are special? I don't
know how to say this nicely - buy you are clinically retarded. I really don't
want to make fun of you. No, seriously. But – there's a point people reach that
they become so impressively dumb that they, at best, deserve to die. Yes,
you should die. It is because of you that the world is an awful place. I would
rather eat a baby then breath the same air you befoul with your mere presence.
I shudder to even think how ugly you must be. It's not a crime to be a
transvestite. It's not something to be ashamed of. It's not even illegal to
fuck your sheep, Pussyfoot. And yet, for some inexcusable reason, the fact that
your so fucking dumb as to forward - god forbid, even believe - such an awful,
sickening, and plain fucking dumb message makes me sick to the point that I am
not only considering shooting you, myself, and the sick family members who
decided upon creating the "thing" - I daresay creature, but that
suggests that you deserve to live - that you are, but also your fuckbuddy sheep
Pussyfoot. You are an epidemic - the epitome of stupidity. I wasn't sure
whether of not I believed in God, but the fact that you exist beyond a doubt
dictates the existence of Satan. Do this world a favor, and die the most
excruciatingly painful way you can manage. Do you eat shit? Do you fuck shit?
Because beyond a reason of a doubt, you are, my friend, a stupid fucking piece
of shit.
"BINGE WHACKING" - A Tale of Making The Bald Man Cry...no...Sob, Profusely.
Written by WOMP #2 Strenchy Pansce AKA Dunkless AKA The Mighty Fat One
Date and Time Written: Before Date and Time Was Created by Mihn
I awoke.
Perhaps it was because no wackage had been
served for over a week, but nonetheless, blood was
still pumping from my invigorating dream and I could recall every second
of it. Being the horny fuck that I am, I eagerly wacked, sighed, and passed out.
Two hours later Smokey's barks woke me. Being upset with the fact that I was no
longer entertained by the wonderful dreams so previously dreamt, I let my mind
slip on over to what I had just done. After a few seconds I had wacked it again
and fell back asleep. At about one o'clock I woke once again to Smokey's
painfully sharp bark and realized I would not be able to fall back asleep.
Having nothing to do left me with my idle brain once again which instantly
jumped to the badass topic of fucking. My visions of rear entry got me popping
and before I knew it, I grabbed my meat, and enjoyed another superb wacking
session. (Duration: 0.3 minutes). Regardless I was thoroughly
satisfied and I took a much-needed shower.
Matthew and I played
idley in the summer sun. I took my leave early Friday night (most likely tired
from all the previous wackage) and I went home. Turning on the clicker I found
my self deliciously engaged in a SNL skit involving Paula Abdul and no bra.
Intrigued but unsatisfied with the quick ending the skit gave me, I quickly
turned to my tight black friends from BET who, late at night, enjoy a good rap
video with much a lady. Being un-cut and un-edited, I popped one and wacked it
right then and there. By now it was close to 4 in the morning so, with a sigh,
I took a piss and began to climb into my bed. But alas! I knew un-cut and
un-edited videos were still being played on BET and I couldn't stand to just
leave them with no one to be watched by. So, being it my duty, I flipped the TV
back on literally seconds after my previous wack. There they were, back on the
strip stage, my oh my those buns. Once again I found myself profusely wackin
myself. With a very sore penis I blacked out.
This morning, Saturday, I woke somewhere
around ten. Delirious, (and with a tender crotch) I tried to remember what
adventures I had partaken in last night. I faintly recalled naked black women.
Bam. I was gone. Just the prospect, naked, made me choke the chicken again. So
I wacked it and still being tired from my late night, fell back asleep. A few
hours went by (and some crack dreams that can be left for another tale) and I
awoke around one thirty. And yes I don't know how it happened, but I wacked it
again. Almost horrified from all the wacking I had done in the past twenty four
hours I took a shower and tried to get on with my day.
I have come extremely close to wacking a few
more times today when Matthew and I were at the Mexican restaurant (Hot MILF)
and went to the 711 (Maxim).
And Mirek, that is my
tale of Binge Wacking.
July 2, 2014
June 28, 2014
June 27, 2014
June 26, 2014
May 26, 2014
May 23, 2014
IPhunk
May 20, 2014
May 2, 2014
April 18, 2014
April 8, 2014
April 3, 2014
March 27, 2014
March 17, 2014
Bachelor party damages
I spent last weekend in Cabo on a bachelor party. I could go on about how crazy tits shit got, but I'll let the owner of the villa we stayed at speak on my behalf. This is the email we got from him after the trip:
Aidan & Will:
I rescind my acceptance of your apology. I have been spending countless hours of my time dealing with your groups disrespectful behavior and actions from last weekend.
I have reviewed the Security Reports and pictures of the Damages.
You have gone way beyond, to disrespect and damage the Development and my Villa.
At this point, I will make it brief. Below are a list of the damages I am charging you for, along with the Fines from Security. This is not up for discussion or negotiation.
- $3,000. Security Fines and Violations. See attachments. Translated: 1).Urinated in the streets. At the Snake and Frog Statues. Urinated outside the Villa. 2). Stole the Security Vehicle. 3). Throwing Limes at the Security personal. Scandalous, outrageous behavior.
- $450. Dining Room Table Damage. Sand, re-finish and restore to original condition. See photo.
- $433. Pool Table Felt Replacement due to stain and damage. Replace Pool Ball Set, due to lost ball. See photo and Receipt
- $250. Installation of Pool Table felt and rails, due to damages. Receipt forthcoming after install.
- Total: $4,133.
- Security Deposit on File. $2,000
- Total Owed to Cabo Amigos, LLC: $2,133.
This amount is to be paid and deposited to the Wells Fargo Account by Friday, March 21st by 5pm. Wells account number is: XXX. This does not include the stained towels, broken shot glasses, and broken bowl, that I am not charging you for.
I expect full and swift compliance regarding this matter.
Sincerely,
XXX
March 10, 2014
The Fuckin World.
March 1, 2014
February 14, 2014
February 11, 2014
Pliny the Younger line
Video here. This is at 10am - we're about 20 feet from the end of the line.
Beer has never tasted so good.
February 4, 2014
January 30, 2014
January 23, 2014
The M Machine - Superflat
Fucking love the vocal samples on this song. Justice meets Deep Forest, glitches the fuck out
"What if everybody did that?"
"What if everybody did that" is a retarded pragmatic argument. If somebody tells you that you shouldn't do something because "if everybody did that, it'd be bad," and they're trying to appeal to your pragmatic side ("if everybody did that, it'd be bad for you! And you don't want to make things worse for yourself now, do you?"), then they're full retard. If your participation in whatever action actually causes everybody else to do it, and in this sense that your action actually causes the bad outcome - then sure, a pragmatic argument makes sense. But most of the time, this isn't the case.
As an example, take voting. Many people argue that you should vote because "imagine how bad it'd be if nobody voted!" Sure, it'd be bad. It'd be bad for you. But unless you not voting causes everyone else to not vote, then who gives a fuck what hypothetically would be bad for you, if the hypothetical situation doesn't actually occur?
Taken as a moral argument, though, "What if everybody did that" makes sense. That is, it's perfectly sensible to argue that, whatever you want others to do, you ought to do yourself. Note the normative undertones here, compared to the pragmatic undertones above. Another way of putting this is that "being a free-rider is immoral." And I think I agree with this.
Going back to our example of voting, the argument makes sense if phrased as follows: "You want everybody else to vote, because if everybody didn't vote, it'd be bad. And since you ought to do what you want others to do, you ought to vote." If you agree agree with the moral premise ("you ought to do what you want others to do"), this argument makes perfect sense.
I frequently find my blood boiling when people make what I perceive to be pragmatic "what if everybody did that" arguments: "What if everybody didn't vote? What if everybody pirated movies? What if everybody littered? Wouldn't that suck? You don't like it when things suck, do you?" But perhaps I'm just misunderstanding people, and I'm assuming they're making pragmatic arguments, when really they're trying to make a moral one.
... or maybe people are just retarded.
[UPDATE]
I went and actually read the amazon description for the children book above. Here's an excerpt:
If you drop just one soda can out the window, it’s no big deal ... right? But what if everybody did that? What if everybody broke the rules ... Then the world would be a mess. ...Using humorous illustrations rendered in mixed media, these questions are answered in a child-friendly way and show the consequences of thoughtless behavior. [emphasis mine]This last line support the "people are just retarded" hypothesis. "The world [being] a mess" is not a "consequence of [your] thoughtless behavior," goddammit!
January 21, 2014
January 20, 2014
January 19, 2014
January 7, 2014
January 4, 2014
Dzeko & Torres – 2013 In 10 Minutes
A straight-up masterfully pieced together compilation of some of the best electronic songs of 2013.
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