The One Were I Play A Special Request
If you petition the Gammagoblin it may very well work and you will have your content/story/underpants exposed on Riemann's Cut. There will be a price to this of course, not a monetary price no, but something far worse. I'm still not sure what that means but I'll be sure to let you know if it involves some form of lubrication.
I got an email full of praise and admiration, which fell just short of offering me a blowjob, if I included the video above, in a blog post. I very nearly just deleted this message as I often get generic spam from Youtube. These spam Youtube videos usually have some sort of new-age Jesus theme, or are from young teenage girls. For security reasons I always investigate the latter type, just in case, you know. This was different though, this was an email from Rob Carlyle!
I couldn't believe it! Actor, Rob Carlyle had emailed me about some video he wanted me to promote. I rushed through the body of the message and the truth slowly dawned on me, this wasn't "StarGate Universe" star Rob Carlyle but some random Irish Joe, Rob Carlile. He outlined how he had produced the little song above and was very proud of the idea to create a tune based on the safety announcement made on Bus Eireann buses. He also explained how annoyed he was that the idea was already ripped-off by someone he showed it to and was now seeking revenge!
Well I'll have no part of your revenge schemes, let me that state that right now! You'll have to do your own dirty work, Mr. Rob Carlile! And I will offer full co-operation to members of the An Gardai Na Siochans, if they so request it. I know that most people's idea of "revenge" is different than mine, and does not involve festooning the persons living room with their bowels, in front of their children, but you can never know for sure.
I never do anything for free, as I already mentioned, so I am getting my pound of flesh from this video. I think the song is pleasant enough, but I'd go back and re-record the "doors opening" clip. It sounds like a recording a KGB officer would have made of the US president during the cold war, from 3 miles away, in a submarine. Don't be afraid of Bus Eireann employees, you own them. If you want to throw everyone off the bus and set up a sophisticated recording equipment, you can. It was written into the constitution when NAMA took over. Also that drumming pattern is very old fashioned. It reminds me of when I was in 2nd Year, around 1995.
Well, I hope this blog post helps in your pursuit to become famous, Mr. Rob Carlile. I really don't know why you asked me to display the video here though. My own videos barely get more than 10 views. If you really want national coverage you should direct all further offers of feltching sessions towards Big Mental Disease. BMD get's played by Ray d'Arcy on national radio every day. The most I ever got was to make Vincent Browne nearly choke on his tea when a tweet of mine was read out on tv in front of him.
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What twitter comment did vinb read out?
https://twitter.com/#!/Ygoblin/status/34754392649375744
No way would Ray D'arcy's Arse watch my videos. The second square in the last row is a capture of when that particular comment was being read out to Vincenzo:
http://bigmentaldisease.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/faces-of-vincent-browne.jpg
I meant to say also, it was around that time that I watched Tonight With Vincent Browne after some shrooms, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was profoundly distressing. I remember being terrified by Vincent Browne's hand, I could see that it was trembling because he was nervous when the camera was on him. He was cowering in fear. He looked close to death and I remember feeling upset that playing out so vividly in front of that disgusting set was a harrowing demonstration of the continuing devastation of the moving hand of time. The next morning I bought a big sausage roll and ate it, then I went for a nap, sorry what was the point I was trying to make...
You describe perfectly, a normal shroomless viewing of vinb. Vincent is a frightening example of the Nihilistic struggle of life:
born into existence;
pain, pleasure, pain;
fighting to win;
living to die.
Is jew gill a gents something you exercise, or something that exercises you!? Wow, man.
Also, mixed with that combination of fear and revulsion was a kind of fatherly affection for Mister Browne. Vincent, if you're reading this: I want you to read me a bedtime story.
And perhaps a quick handjob also.
Into a sock
I once made love to a fur coat. I often wonder if I committed an act of bestiality, or just soiled the pocket of an expensive piece of clothing.
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