Friday, June 26, 2009

Time To Bitch-Slap the World, Again?

Kim Jong Il has got a big pair, doesn't he? Figuratively anyway, as we all know that asians are not typically well endowed.


Mahmoud Ahmadinejad has some fucking nerve too. Shifty little election stealing prick. Who does he think he is George W. Bush?

While I was vacationing in the glory that is Mexico; land of sun, smiles, sand and drug lords, the rest of the world went to hell in the proverbial hand basket. Thankfully, I didn't worry myself with the triviality that is life-not-on-vacation, but when I got back people started asking me questions about what was going on. All looking for an answer...an asshole's answer... the answer that they are all thinking and too PC chicken shit to say.

NUKE EM!

I think its time. Really. Its been over sixty years since we kicked some real ass, and boys and girls I'm afraid its time to again. The media tells us that our world image is seriously tarnished and I completely agree. No one is afraid of us anymore. Thanks GW! But we can fix that. It won't be pretty though, but we can repair our image just like we originally built it. Kicking some fucking ass.

People, you have to remember, the United States has been like a father to the rest of the world for the last 100 years, except for our dickhead step brothers the Russians. One thing that all GOOD, EFFECTIVE fathers do is instill a deep, strong yet warm sense of fear in his children. Fear that if they screw up, Dad will slap them right in the mouth, or make them go out and cut a switch. But unfortunately due to our shitty planet parenting of the last dozen or so years, our parental influence has become more akin to that of an old, fat wrestling coach that keeps threatening to pin you but can't move fast enough to even catch you.

So I say we give Lil' Kim the attention he so desperately wants and FLATTEN HIS FUCKING USELESS PIECE OF SHIT COUNTRY. You watch. If we do (which we won't) Iran will shut the fuck up and eat its broccoli just like you did after your Dad smacked the shit out of your older brother at Thanksgiving.

Happy Fathers' Day!

With All Due Respect,
The Chief


Thursday, June 25, 2009

Effective Cussing - Sugar Honey Ice Tea

While cursing is, in most gentle company, considered something just above flinging snot; we here at WRA feel its an important part of modern American expression. How could we adequately convey our most intense emotions without a good fuck or shit once in awhile. Cussing while not for everyone, is as valid a form of self expression as singing or smiling.

But there are people out there that want to make you feel bad about it.

You know them, usually people that where raised by drunken Christian parents and when they hear you cuss they say things like, "What did you say?" or "Whoa watch the f-bombs."

But there are others, typically born agains or Southern Baptist, that will lay another trip on you. They will say things like, " 'scuse me, but I don't hear profanity! I don't use it and I don't want to hear it. I'll pray for you."

Get Fucked.

What drives me crazy is that blue language is not a sin. (Not that I care, but still.) There is no mention in the bible or Torah that says that God will burn your ass for eternity if you slip a couple of cocksuckers or pussies in once in a while. Nothing. Don't believe me, look.

The thing that really makes me want to burn a mother fucker's house down though is when they give me some cacamamy replacement for my favorite vocabulary. Case in point, this past weekend while coming home from Chicago on the Amtrak my good friend and Darth's wife said "shit". She said "shit" in front of this loud-mouthed black lady that worked the Cafe car. Upon hearing the offending word she spouted, "Oh my don't say that word, say sugar." Granted it was not that obnoxious at first but then she went on to tell her that she should say "Sugar Honey Ice Tea" in lieu of shit because Jesus hates profanity I started to feel my skin crawl and my fists clench.

Give me a break. Sorry, a fucking break.

If I say "sugar honey ice tea", when I mean shit, its basically the same as saying shit, right? As if by substituting one word for another it somehow mystically removes the intent of the words. Ridiculous. That would mean that when I say "friendly anus groupy" I mean fag or when I say "pickles in sweet sauce" I mean piss or when I say "first under christine's knickers" I mean... well you know what I mean.

Actually one of my favorite curse-word replacements in this vein is "foxtrot unicorn charlie kilo", which comes in second to my kids' favorite "if you seek Amy" and "Shut the front door".

My other favorite fuck substitute is frag, thanks BSG.

With All Due Respect,
The Chief


Friday, June 19, 2009

Dumb Mother-fuckers That Can't Do Their Job!

Update!!! The Strange Voodoo has Vanished!!!




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The longer I'm around on this ball of dirt, the more I am in one sense amazed, and in another am of the opinion that some of us are only here functioning and perambulating about through sheer dumb luck!!!!!!!!!!!>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

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While I understand and know all too well about mistakes, I see so

much incompetence, not caring, and passing of the proverbial buck, that entire scenarios formulate in my brain on how to completely grind someone into dust, to nuke them to fucking glass!!
People are downright slothful, irksome meat bags at times!

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The thing that really pisses me off, is when, say.... Your boss puts
you in charge of something and tells you he has the utmost confidence in your abilities to handle said task. He even says he wants nothing to do with it! He "TRUSTS" you... Then one fine day, he decides to meddle in the operations, and puts a call in to the contractor supplying the product, and proceeds to bitch at him about the quality of service! Not just bitch, but totally demean the contractor, while you are walking in on the tail end of the ego deflation session. To then be told that the contractor will be in the next day to hash things out about 'the situation'!
Stirring the pot! Is he going to finish what he started??? Hell Fucking No! Pass the Goddamn, Ever-loving, Mother-fucking Buck, he will!!! Micro-managing Rapscallion!
So anyway, I get the pleasure of dealing with someone

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who's just had their head removed, figuratively^^^^^^^^^^^^^


Needless to say, I bore the full brunt of the man's rage! Shit! I think I got called everything but a white man! Of course you probably know that I couldn't let something like continue on much longer. To make a long story short... The full rage and quick thinking of yours truly SHUT HIS SHIT DOWN!! He thought he got a nasty taunting before! His mother was a hamster, and his father smelt of Elderberries!!
Anyway... you get my point. I think...
The moral of this story is...... FINISH WHAT YOU START, DO YOUR GODDAMN WORK, AND SHOW SOME RESPECT FOR OTHERS! (even if you don't wanna). How do you think we all got into the mess we're in socially and financially?? RIGHT... By Shempin' your fellow man at every opportunity, gettin' more shit than you can afford, and being downright lazy!!




P.S. That dude not only agreed to supply me with everything I need at no charge, he
practically groveled before me, as to not offend me further! he's probably still
licking his mental wounds!
As for my boss... :-) He's next... fucking stooge...



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I am patient and devious....
Angry Brady

Auf Wiedersehen!!







Thursday, June 4, 2009

An Observation of a New/Old Problem

I've been mulling over a situation for the last couple of weeks that continues to irritate, enrage, and puzzle me all at the same time. That situation seemed to first take root in Crestwood, of all places, about 6-7 years ago. This was not long after 9-11 (The Great Lie!)
I was driving around Crestwood, wasting time before my wife got off work, when I started noticing all of the cameras at just about every light along Watson Rd. I thought, "what the fuck is this all about?" I decided to do a little research. What we 'citizen's' were being told was that this was MODOT putting these up for better traffic control at intersections. That these cameras were to facilitate shorter lights for those waiting at intersections where no one else was proceeding at right angles to said drivers. This would of course make for much smoother traffic flow and fewer 'snarl ups'. Of course what they didn't tell us initially, was that the money to do this came mostly from DHS (Department of Homeland Security)! I thought this rather quizzical. What the fuck does DHS have to do with "better traffic flow"? I smelled a rat! Name: G.W.
The thing that, over time, really started to get my goat, was that I could see no discernible difference in wait times at these lights. Even more noticeable to me, the fact that when stopped at these lights and no one could be seen in either direction, I still seemed to sit just as long as at the old pressure sensor driven lights! Albeit, there were of course some instances of a quicker light change. So I decided to try a little experiment.... ;-)
I started flipping off every light I came to! I'm not talking a quick flipping of the proverbial Bird. I mean sticking out my entire arm through the sun-roof! Full extension baby!! Except in cases where someone in the oncoming lane might be peering my way. I wasn't looking for a fist fight with my fellow 'Citizen of the Republic'. 
"Well what the Hell were you doing?", one might ask. I wanted to see if there were actually any humans behind the Cyclops staring down at me! As opposed to some A.I./computer algorithm making possible life or death traffic decisions. You know what I found more cases than not? The process of thrusting my mock phallic statement at the camera seemed to make lights, that I had been to many times before and not done this, change quicker!! I know, I know... You may be saying all sorts things. Coincidence; The person on the other end finding it humorous/enraging and pushing the button for me; The A.I. program (possibly) seeing it a threat? You know, like if you call a 1-800 number and don't want to push 3 trillion buttons to be able to talk to a human, and instead yell TERRORIST or BOMB! You'll get a real human quickly! You may not get what you're looking for though.... Anyway, that's just been my experience, with the stop lights mind you, not the former. 
This goes deeper than just cameras at the lights, not to mention the cost of each camera and the installation. Look it up sometime! Trust me, we're not the only city with the Goddamn things! Do the math!! How many schools could be built or teachers hired or pavements patched. For instance in Rockhill, on Rockhill RD. at Manchester. You know, where they bulldozed the "Black" section of Rockhill to build a strip-mall that is still largely unoccupied! Yet they couldn't even fix the fucked-off, bucking Bronco ride you get if you are so inclined to experience that! This again, is an example of just how fucking apathetic we as a nation have become! We don't care what our government does in our name or to us! As long as we get our Gucci-Gucci Goo hand bags and our Fall schedule of whatever Reality drivel you people watch, isn't interrupted! Fuck! Pretty soon, we'll have cameras in our undergarments! Or maybe Net-Cammed into our neural pathways! Keep drinking that Pepsi (Kool-Aid)!! You're worth it America!! Hell! Study your history! Rome, and many other have already traveled this path..... 

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