Douches of ModBlog

I cannot read ModBlog without channeling William Gibson at his most dystopian. I don't have anything against 'bodymod' per se, but then again, I don't, theoretically at least, have anything against the 'weirder than thou' crew or Furries either . . . except I do . . . and don't. "Do what thou wilt," as they say, "shall be the whole of the law." It just kinda' freaks me out in the same way that growing body parts in tubes and the imminent threat of nuclear annihilation does. As someone with stupid tattoos that will never go away and piercings that will never fully close, I hold myself in similar esteem. People take themselves so seriously though. I give you, ladies and gentlemen (and whomsoever may lie between), the disillusioned youth of the first world. I give you . . .

THE DOUCHES OF MODBLOG
(part one?)

You're 'afraid of God?' Pussaaaayyyy.

So you went to India on EAP and you've read the Vedas. What next? Enlightment? Nirvana? A lifetime of humble charity and quiet servitude? . . . Nope.


Boondock Saints sucked and you know it.


I actually really like this one. Hooray Frankenpenis! There should be a Ramones song about this penis.