“The Nature Channel – Iced Out.”
I bet that made every white reader laugh…because they are fucking racists. I won’t have you here – RACISTS.
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2006
12
Jun
“The Nature Channel – Iced Out.”
I bet that made every white reader laugh…because they are fucking racists. I won’t have you here – RACISTS.
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2006
12
Jun
Wanting to fuck fat chicks makes sense to me. Not because my wife is fat, but because I understand fetishes, and fucking something that feels like a brand new couch could be hot.
What I will never understand is people who want to slam hybrid fat chicks, I am talking about small breasted sluts who gain all their McDonald’s eating weight in their ass, making the rest of their body all out of proportion.
At least Vida got a botched tit job to balance out her retardedly fat ass. Maybe the problem here is that I like my women to look like 12 year old boys with tits, and by 12 year old boy, I mean bikini models and actual hot chicks.
Let’s keep that fat chicks for the gangstas who still think it’s hot cuz that’s what rap videos tell them.
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2006
12
Jun
Wanting to fuck fat chicks makes sense to me. Not because my wife is fat, but because I understand fetishes, and fucking something that feels like a brand new couch could be hot.
What I will never understand is people who want to slam hybrid fat chicks, I am talking about small breasted sluts who gain all their McDonald’s eating weight in their ass, making the rest of their body all out of proportion.
At least Vida got a botched tit job to balance out her retardedly fat ass. Maybe the problem here is that I like my women to look like 12 year old boys with tits, and by 12 year old boy, I mean bikini models and actual hot chicks.
Let’s keep that fat chicks for the gangstas who still think it’s hot cuz that’s what rap videos tell them.
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2006
12
Jun
You guys like Red Rat? Yeah, this isn’t a music post and that song gets annoying after the third time you hear it. But that’s not the point. The point is that wind is our friend. Just yesterday I was sitting on a patio, waiting for the staff to kick me out for loitering/disturbing the customers with my stench, when I looked across the street and saw a decent looking Jewish girl walking hand in hand with her boyfriend. Her skirt got caught in the wind and I got a free show. The whore wasn’t wearing underwear and I saw her bikini waxer’s vietnamese artistic touch. It’s kinda funny that you Americans went from bombing their country to getting them to do your nails and wax your cunts. I guess it’s really not all that funny at all.
I have nothing to say today, so just look at the pictures. I realize that I am wasting my time with this site. I make no money, my traffic is shit, and I am not making any internet friends with it.
I am not crying for attention here, I just realize when something’s come to an end and honestly how could I expect to get any respect from writing a blog after I spent years laughing at bloggers. I am a real hypocrite. I would hate me too, actually i hate myself too.
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2006
10
Jun
What were you doing the Friday night…well I was learning how to edit this piece of shit. Yeah, I suck at life. Thanks.
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2006
09
Jun
Reality is that DrunkenStepfather becomes a way of life, and despite Drunken Step Steve’s departure from my couch, he’s still part of this whole thing. He’s reviewing some music festival that sounds BORING as fuck and none of you probably care about what he has to say, I am posting it anyway….
Drunken Step Steve’s NXNE Review pt. 1.
Okay, so I’m back. Drunken Step Steve has returned. Not to Montreal, but to the internet. I am here in Toronto, where the 3 day festival known as North by Northeast (NXNE) is taking place, this weekend.
I kicked off the festival by attending the over-hyped opening party on Wednesday, which sucked.
Last night (Thursday), I went to check out a band called Kover at the Big Bop building on Queen Street. If you are thinking I went to see this band because I heard they were good, you are wrong. I went because a female friend of mine had seen the lead singer on Myspace and thought he was cute. Needless to say if I had known that was why we were going before I got there, I would have never gone.
My night didn’t end there. After the shitty show, I went to the local indie-rock, hipster bar called The Queenshead, not because it was part of the festival, but because I was in need of cheap beer but my friend Blake couldn’t get in because he got in a fight with the bouncer a week earlier.
I decided to roll the dice one more time and check out The Bovine Sex Club, a cool little bar if you are into almost hot, almost goth looking girls…and Jagermeister.
The Bovine made my night. Not only was Glam Rocker (see: complete loser) Robin Black and his band of Intergalactic rockstars playing the worst show in the history of music, but I also ran into my drinking buddy Sarah. When she drinks, she suddenly becomes the mayor of the town, and doesn’t give a fuck if you like it or not.
After Robin Black stopped doing whatever he was doing on stage, and made his way through the crowd, Mayor Sarah decided to pinch his bare chest until he grabbed her and said “can you please stop pinching me, it really hurts you know!�.
My night is complete. I am now drunk and a D-list Toronto celebrity has asked my friend to stop pinching him, because it really hurts, you know.
I left, put Blake in an abandoned shopping cart we found outside the bar, and ran him the 10 blocks back to where I am staying.
Now I am here, about to fall asleep on someone else’s couch, once again. It seems to be the ongoing theme of my life. This is where the story ends. Good night.
Festively yours,
Steve.
UPDATE: The front desk just called and asked us to remove the shopping cart from the fountain in the courtyard. Amazing.
Completely Unrelated Stepfather Pictures of Sly Stalone Shadow Boxing cuz he’s in Rocky, Get It? He’s Trying to PROMOTE his UPCOMING movie….
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2006
09
Jun
Reality is that DrunkenStepfather becomes a way of life, and despite Drunken Step Steve’s departure from my couch, he’s still part of this whole thing. He’s reviewing some music festival that sounds BORING as fuck and none of you probably care about what he has to say, I am posting it anyway….
Drunken Step Steve’s NXNE Review pt. 1.
Okay, so I’m back. Drunken Step Steve has returned. Not to Montreal, but to the internet. I am here in Toronto, where the 3 day festival known as North by Northeast (NXNE) is taking place, this weekend.
I kicked off the festival by attending the over-hyped opening party on Wednesday, which sucked.
Last night (Thursday), I went to check out a band called Kover at the Big Bop building on Queen Street. If you are thinking I went to see this band because I heard they were good, you are wrong. I went because a female friend of mine had seen the lead singer on Myspace and thought he was cute. Needless to say if I had known that was why we were going before I got there, I would have never gone.
My night didn’t end there. After the shitty show, I went to the local indie-rock, hipster bar called The Queenshead, not because it was part of the festival, but because I was in need of cheap beer but my friend Blake couldn’t get in because he got in a fight with the bouncer a week earlier.
I decided to roll the dice one more time and check out The Bovine Sex Club, a cool little bar if you are into almost hot, almost goth looking girls…and Jagermeister.
The Bovine made my night. Not only was Glam Rocker (see: complete loser) Robin Black and his band of Intergalactic rockstars playing the worst show in the history of music, but I also ran into my drinking buddy Sarah. When she drinks, she suddenly becomes the mayor of the town, and doesn’t give a fuck if you like it or not.
After Robin Black stopped doing whatever he was doing on stage, and made his way through the crowd, Mayor Sarah decided to pinch his bare chest until he grabbed her and said “can you please stop pinching me, it really hurts you know!”.
My night is complete. I am now drunk and a D-list Toronto celebrity has asked my friend to stop pinching him, because it really hurts, you know.
I left, put Blake in an abandoned shopping cart we found outside the bar, and ran him the 10 blocks back to where I am staying.
Now I am here, about to fall asleep on someone else’s couch, once again. It seems to be the ongoing theme of my life. This is where the story ends. Good night.
Festively yours,
Steve.
UPDATE: The front desk just called and asked us to remove the shopping cart from the fountain in the courtyard. Amazing.
Completely Unrelated Stepfather Pictures of Sly Stalone Shadow Boxing cuz he’s in Rocky, Get It? He’s Trying to PROMOTE his UPCOMING movie….
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2006
09
Jun
Some of us can’t afford to eat, while this cunt’s showing off her 1000 dollars worth of bathing suits, she probably got for free. Maybe she’s trading them in for a smaller size, or maybe she’s handing them out to poor 12 year old boys who can’t afford a bathing suit of their own. This could be Richie’s idea of a charitable event.
I bet Trerez (that’s my name for TRENT and PEREZ’s Romantic Union in their Gaydom that is celeb blogging) loved that one-liner. It was on par with the smut they’re peddling. Anyway, she’s also banging Pro Skater and Founder of C1RCA Shoes – Chad Muska I remember a time when pro skaters weren’t running around with celebrity daughters and 10 kids would show up to their demos at the local skate park. I guess they should all thank Tony Hawk and his Videogame for their d-list fame. Thanks Tony.
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2006
09
Jun
I have a statement that I think I should make to Kate Moss pictures because I think her cocaine scandal is something relevant to what I have to say…
Someone I know sent me a text message saying to stop harassing his friends. He said that it’s funny when I harass celebs but not when I harass normal people. The point is that this site is about normal people as much as it is about celebrity. I just do my commentary to celeb pictures because no one gives a fuck Melissa from Albany doing her grocery shopping.
That means that when I am looking for inspiration, I write menacing, harassing, obscene, funny messages to random people on myspace that I find through searches or through other people’s pages.
That also means that you put yourself out there, and put up pictures of yourself, and make yourself accessible to everyone expect messages you may or may not want. If I feel the inspiration to write you a fucking message that you may or may not find funny, because let’s face it, I am not that funny and you are pretty fucking lame. You should do one of 4 things, make your profile private so that people like me can’t message you. You could also delete your account all together and get off the myspace train, or you could read it, get offended and ignore/block me, but I suggest that you could stop taking your useless self so fucking seriously and laugh about it, because that’s what it is all about, it’s comedy. This is the message that offended my friend’s friend and made him message me about no harassing people:
do you look good in person
or is it all smoke and mirrors
if it is smoke and mirrors
can you send them to me
i want to look at my own asshole
and can’t afford a mirror
the smoke is for dealing with my shame after i look at my own asshole.
that was funny
admit itRead my site
It will change your life…with love
jesus martinez
drunkenstepfather.com
OR It coulda been
i am not very smart. But that was a really good dis considering it was from a lesbian. I was expecting you get your bull dyke of a girlfriend to hunt me down and wrestle me….I know my kind disgust you but it’s not my fault I was born with a penis and you were molested as a kid and now you’re scared of cock.
My life’s alright, I write the hottest site online and you only look good in your modeling pics..With Love
Jesus
In closing, if you get a fucking myspace message from me. You should be fucking happy. We’re running the 18,000th largest website here, and if being messaged by the man behind this media empire isn’t an honor – I don’t know what fucking is. Cunt.
I guess that had nothing to do with Kate Moss at all,….
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2006
09
Jun
I have a statement that I think I should make to Kate Moss pictures because I think her cocaine scandal is something relevant to what I have to say…
Someone I know sent me a text message saying to stop harassing his friends. He said that it’s funny when I harass celebs but not when I harass normal people. The point is that this site is about normal people as much as it is about celebrity. I just do my commentary to celeb pictures because no one gives a fuck Melissa from Albany doing her grocery shopping.
That means that when I am looking for inspiration, I write menacing, harassing, obscene, funny messages to random people on myspace that I find through searches or through other people’s pages.
That also means that you put yourself out there, and put up pictures of yourself, and make yourself accessible to everyone expect messages you may or may not want. If I feel the inspiration to write you a fucking message that you may or may not find funny, because let’s face it, I am not that funny and you are pretty fucking lame. You should do one of 4 things, make your profile private so that people like me can’t message you. You could also delete your account all together and get off the myspace train, or you could read it, get offended and ignore/block me, but I suggest that you could stop taking your useless self so fucking seriously and laugh about it, because that’s what it is all about, it’s comedy. This is the message that offended my friend’s friend and made him message me about no harassing people:
do you look good in person
or is it all smoke and mirrors
if it is smoke and mirrors
can you send them to me
i want to look at my own asshole
and can’t afford a mirror
the smoke is for dealing with my shame after i look at my own asshole.
that was funny
admit itRead my site
It will change your life…with love
jesus martinez
drunkenstepfather.com
OR It coulda been
i am not very smart. But that was a really good dis considering it was from a lesbian. I was expecting you get your bull dyke of a girlfriend to hunt me down and wrestle me….I know my kind disgust you but it’s not my fault I was born with a penis and you were molested as a kid and now you’re scared of cock.
My life’s alright, I write the hottest site online and you only look good in your modeling pics..With Love
Jesus
In closing, if you get a fucking myspace message from me. You should be fucking happy. We’re running the 18,000th largest website here, and if being messaged by the man behind this media empire isn’t an honor – I don’t know what fucking is. Cunt.
I guess that had nothing to do with Kate Moss at all,….
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