Dear Hambone,
I don't think you should use phrases like, "I have a knife," and "there will be blood," on the internet. People might take you seriously. For clarifications sake: While physical war against slutbot would be helpful, it would not eradicate the world from all the damage she has already done. The only way the situation can be remedied is a different kind of war...
a war against the mind...
I have tried to explain why this battle of the wits is necessary, but i just don't have the insider information. Hamstring, perhaps you can take this task on? An exhaustive list of reasons WHY we must battle and HOW we are preparing?
imperial lord beckster.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
New Mascott!

Yo. so The Secret Alliance of the Popsicle Heads has a new mascott (see above).
I am all over the appropriations for war against the slutbot. Who she tink she izzz. you don't fuck with our popsicles (see above)
SO. today was boring and tired. Went to the women's shelter last night.
i gotta go.
stella's gettin' her groove back.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Evil Has Entered the Room
21:59. The Slutbot has returned to our shared domecile. Weak from sickness, I am unable to gather the mental strength for a scathing comment. Despite the fact that I have recently awoken from a 6-hour nap, I may return to bed to avoid the banality of her pseudointellectual banter.
I have a knife. A steak knife. I stole it from Chili's. It's in my food drawer with teabags and Triscuts. I have thought of this knife increasingly often with relation to Slutbot--heaven help her if I develop a habit of sleepwalking.
The nationstate of Popsicle Heads will wage battle with Slutbot as soon as war appropriations are made. There will be terror. There will be anguish. And there will be blood. Oh yes, there will be blood.
Minister Hambone
I have a knife. A steak knife. I stole it from Chili's. It's in my food drawer with teabags and Triscuts. I have thought of this knife increasingly often with relation to Slutbot--heaven help her if I develop a habit of sleepwalking.
The nationstate of Popsicle Heads will wage battle with Slutbot as soon as war appropriations are made. There will be terror. There will be anguish. And there will be blood. Oh yes, there will be blood.
Minister Hambone
Beginning Post.
Dear Muggles,
If you happen to find this blog, beware. By locating it you have now become a secret member of the Popsicle Head Alliance.
Current Members?
President Beckster: Minister of Magic/Imperial Lord
Vice President Hambone: Minister of Defense/Imperial Badass
Vice-President Hambone and I have decided to use this secret blogging site to describe the general goings-on of the secret alliance. All names/dates/places have been changed for your protection.
So stay posted.
Inspirational quote of the week:
"Fill another cup up; Feelin' on your butt, what?"
We inspire you to party, for youth is precious and fleeting. So go, my children--go make horrible, drunken decisions.
Signing off,
Imperial Lord Beckster.
If you happen to find this blog, beware. By locating it you have now become a secret member of the Popsicle Head Alliance.
Current Members?
President Beckster: Minister of Magic/Imperial Lord
Vice President Hambone: Minister of Defense/Imperial Badass
Vice-President Hambone and I have decided to use this secret blogging site to describe the general goings-on of the secret alliance. All names/dates/places have been changed for your protection.
So stay posted.
Inspirational quote of the week:
"Fill another cup up; Feelin' on your butt, what?"
We inspire you to party, for youth is precious and fleeting. So go, my children--go make horrible, drunken decisions.
Signing off,
Imperial Lord Beckster.
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