Existential rage comic iz existential
It’s true: Fuck is now the most important word in the English language, and it’s all Nietzsche’s fault. Oh sure, blame Nietzsche. Jump on the bandwagon.
Here’s the late Osho (aka Chandra Mohan Jain aka Acharya Rajneesh aka Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh) explaining how the death of god has elevated this once-humble ejaculation to pre-eminent status.
A Very Depression (I MEAN RETRO) Christmas
One of the most heartwormy traditions of the holiday season is that of gathering the family ’round for some seasonal entertainment.
We at the ol’ raincoaster blog have our favorites for this time of year: A Charlie Brown Christmas, The Ref
Why In Bruges
I don’t know what YOUR family Christmases are like, but this is pretty much what mine were always like.
How is this menorah different from all other menorahs?
Okay, people, it’s NOT JUST ME and my dirty mind that sees something odd about this menorah.
Is it?
Because sure, it looks like a nice, gay-friendly, low-profile, modern menorah.
But it also looks a hell of a lot like a string of anal beads.
Remove candles before use.
PS thanks to, uh, Kate Spade New York for the link? I really, really don’t think they saw the same thing I did here. Kate Spade has impeccable taste. Uh. Tastes.
Kim Jong Il my urine will bring us victory
There’s no use wishing Kim Jong-Il will rest in peace, because that would be the farthest thing from justice this or any other world could perpetrate. If it weren’t such a long walk, I’d put my dancing shoes on for this. Instead, in keeping with my new mantle of professionalism, I have decided to make this exclusive photojournalism report on Kim Jong-Il‘s journey to Antenora, the Second Round of the Ninth Circle of Hell. First, let’s remember the Beloved Leader as he was in life:
Yep, that’s pretty much it. Now direct to our exclusive coverage, featuring pix from those intrepid photogs over at the World’s Suddenly Least Purposeful Blog, KimJongIlLookingAtThings.
While out on the lawn...
It has recently come to our attention that since beginning our new gig at theDailyDot we have been lax in our usual seasonally-orientated postificationing of slightly altered Christmas Carol videos, Cthulhu references, and mashups. To make up for the deficit, here is the platonic ideal of a raincoaster Christmas blog post: a frosty, yet haunted tableau of the vast and twisted array of demented, cannibalistic snowmen created by that diminutive genius, Calvin of Calvin and Hobbes. And yes, it’s been thirty years.
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