I’m just going to assume you know what I’m talking about, because after all, we’re all adults on the internets and we have been around a turn or two, didn’t just fall off the novelty USB device truck, we’ve had it in the ear before.
So. Goatse And The Eight Phases Thereof: a photoessay
A phenomenon known as “goatse” has taken the internet by storm, in what has become the fad from hell that just won’t die. Don’t know what goatse is? It’s a picture, go look it up, can’t miss it. Unfortunately, no one can be told what the goatse is…you must see it for yourself….
And when you do…
Phase 1: Shock
“OMGWTF!” *MINIMIZE……*
all the way to:
Phase 7: Enchantment
“Only on teh intranet! What a delight!”
And beyond!
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Chin hair is bum fluff to gorilla.
I’m sure that’s a goatse-aficionado reference, but I’m just not sure how.
I’m pretty sure I’d stop at stage 4 . . . .
I’m well onto Phase Seven. But then, I can’t see those Celtic Heart rings without thinking of Goatse now. I’m going to burn in hell.
I’m a habitual phase six {great name for a post, btw}
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Thanks. I prefer “Bagel Goatse” etc. The variations of a meme are almost always more interesting than the original meme; see Chocolate Rain for the best example.
OMG, I “google”ed it, and got urbandictionary.com and EEEWWWWW….just wanted to tell your blog “whats up!” and thanks for the help :)
You’re welcome. Yup, goatse is one meme where I am happier with the pisstakes than with the original, for sure.
I can never get past #1 on the original. I dunno why. Maybe it’s because I’m just like that. I can’t gut a fish without wanting to hurl.
The 9th phase is wanting to do it yourself.
What’s that like?