On the road again round up

Hey follower-type people!

I'm once again driving my bat-mobile named Kickapoo across the country (no, I won't be taking questions, I'm trying to lecture here) so this one might be a doozy. Doozy? Yup, blogger, that's how I'm spelling it, deal with it.

My life.

This is why I respect my phone, as to not anger the demon inside.

Bad-guy One

Bad-guy Two

Good-guy One (Also I'm making this, don't you doubt it).

Yes, I did this. DEAL WITH IT.

DEEEEEEAAAAAL with it.

ITS THAT TIME AGAIN

No, not time for a real post. THAT WOULD JUST BE TOO COOL.



THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER. I will order many.

I love all of these things. Seriously.

I'ma do This.

Best Harley Cosplay yet.

Actually, this is me right now.

Sorry, mom.

I find this very hilarious.

This combines the best things ever, 90's nostalgia and Trolling.

Totally On-Time roundup

Okay, I missed some awesome Halloween stuff, so here is some more of that, presented without comment:













If you don't think that's funny, then you don't know the definition of funny (you can look it up here).

Hey! Watch a video, it's actually good (not one of my I-think-this-is-hilarious-good pranks).



HEY! LISTEN! Read this article from CNN about how cosplay is viewed all wrong!

SERIOUSLY LISTEN! Read this article about ten famous films that fail the Bechdel Test, a so easy that all you have to do is one thing: ONE scene in which two (or more) named female characters discuss anything, LITERALLY ANYTHING, other than men.

That's all for now, as I am lazy.

Star Whatever.

STAR WARS, as told by Lulu.

So, its no secret anymore that I've never seen Star Wars. I know...I'm a huge movie nerd and that's one of those movies that EVERYONE has seen...but not me! Its not that I don't want to, it just has never happened, and now that I'm older I just never really felt the need to. But, like trying sushi, its something everyone should experience. And I feel like I'm missing out...I was pretty opposed to the idea for a while, because I'm a little apathetic.

There are three main reasons that I just don't give a shit about star wars.

1. I watch Family Guy. Therefore, I've seen their Star Wars episodes and have felt privy to Star Wars inside jokes and references and all that, as the entire cast of FG consists of "Warsies." (Like Trekkies, but from Endor.)
2. On that note, I know enough about Star Wars to get the inside jokes. Who doesn't? Its one of those things that just everybody knows. IN FACT, while we were recording Idiot Box (stay tuned), I referenced Star Wars like a pro. No one needs to know I've never seen it. I'm cool like that.
3. Lastly, and most importantly, there is already one "Star _____" in my life...TREK. Star FUCKING Trek. Captain Jean Luc Picard, and fuck you. Live long and prosper, bitches.

However, in the interest of experience, I'm gonna curl up and finally watch them, at the ripe old age of 24, and finally experience this phenomenon that is evidently some kind of a big deal or something.

So in my limited knowledge of Star Wars, here's the plot as I know it, before actually watching the thing.

Cake, etc.

Oh hey there everyone.

What day is today? It's Felix's birthday! What a day for a birthday! Let's all have some cake!

Points to anyone who names that reference.

There's more!

Substance and stuff

Okay okay okay okay okay okay.

We want to say oops (oopsoopsoopsooooooops).

We've been very busy finishing our play-though. If we get more than 25 "likes" on our facebook page and over ten followers, we'll totally pre-release the first five minutes of the play through.

We know you have Gmail and facebook. We're creepy like that!

Tell yo friends, tell yo neighbors, tell yo strangers!

Idiot Box!

Lulu and I are working on a new edition to our regular segments, called "The Idiot Box", where we play through each other's favorite games, and you get to hear the hilarity that ensues. We're currently using my built-in laptop camera for filming so it's a little... special. Here's a teaser to get you excited!!!

Jerks are born, not made.

Proof of that:



I jokingly texted my parents from work this evening at 6pm to make sure they'd not been the only ones raptured, and got no reply. When I returned home from work (yes I live with my parents, I don't want to hear the stereotypes), I found this waiting for me. I could hear quiet giggles from their bedroom, waiting to see if I'd fallen for it or not.
My Luddite mother is, um, a Luddite, and thus I can safely say that she came up with this idea on her own, with no help from the various ideas for it on the internet, as well as her idea to "leave one pair of shoes, a shirt and some pants somewhere in the street so people think one single person was taken".

Seriously guys, she has a free LG phone from 2006 when she finally got a cell phone she routinely forgets to charge, and her email says "welcome, Bet!"... and is yahoo.

Until next time!

[EDIT: Please understand that when I call people "jerks", I mean it in a loving way. And I love my parents very much, they're who made me the smart-ass you all love!]