Why would I want to call my blog “Spank The Jester?” Because it’s fun; because it’s catchy.
But most of all, because some evil, magical fairy (who is also apparently a pervert) put a
nerd-curse on me and told me it was a good idea. Bastard.
I apologize for the fact that this is not a kinky porn site (not yet—a person can dream, right?).But most of all, because some evil, magical fairy (who is also apparently a pervert) put a
nerd-curse on me and told me it was a good idea. Bastard.
It’s not even a blog about medieval stuff. (Nerd-curse, remember?) Basically I needed a
dumping ground for my oddball and sometimes depraved mind, and hopefully a little gem of
wisdom slips through now and then. And sadly, no, I am not on drugs—that I know. I think that
Jester is tainting my food…I hope he keeps it up.
So, to get this blog off to a good start, here are thirty-four reasons to Spank The Jester (it is a euphemism, and a thousand points to anyone who can tell me what it is!). As my Mom-mom used to say “I’ll spank the shit out
of you, then spank you for shittin.’” Spank on, Mom-mom. Spank on.
- Because he’s bad.
- Because you can.
- Because it’s fun.
- You know you want to.
- He won’t stop laughing at you.
- He’s creepy.
- He farts too much.
- He’s a loser.
- You’re a loser.
- He’s better looking than you.
- He tried to set your cat on fire.
- He won’t wipe that stupid, dumb grin off his stupid, stupid face.
- He’s evil.
- You’re evil.
- You found crack in his room.
- You caught him with a clown—it was embarrassing.
- If you don’t do it, who will?
- He won’t fight back anyway.
- You hate him.
- He eats all your food.
- He’s smarter than you.
- You think he’s trying to kill you.
- He has more friends than you.
- He can’t run away fast enough.
- He shrunk your underwear while doing the laundry.
- You caught him with sixteen clowns, in a car—it was humiliating.
- He won’t do his chores.
- He steals your girlfriends—as if there weren’t enough clowns in the world.
- He gets you in trouble with the law.
- He breaks your things.
- He steals your stuff.
- He’s an arsonist—remember the cat.
- He plays his heavy metal devil-music too loud.
- Finally, most important of all, just because he’s there.
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