i am currently rolling with
the music video for "elevator" by minitel rose which i approximate to be the most french music video ever.
minitel rose is a fucking WHOA french electro/dance outfit who i stumbled across via ebm radio on tunein playing a cut by them called
business woman which, semantically speaking, seemed to be a bit dance-y for an ebm station... but assuming tunein still has EBM radio available that's a radio station that gets the sini seal of approval since they also introduced me to spark! the band by playing the song idioter on their airwaves, which quickly led to a song called man overbord (which was my mesut ozil theme song almost immediately) and if you remember your sini/emessiah mix history in my mix
whateverquest!! --- when you get into idioter you have the song spark! - idioter literally saying something that sounds like jurgen jurgen jurgen so i cut to jurgen klopp saying "what, do you think i'm an idiot?" -- then the song cackles and like.... man... at the very least i impress myself with my c:\audio\samplecity wizardry.
btw, if you wanna talk about an album cover that totally 100.0% nails the nature of the relationship between me and matisen well hereya go... and as far as i can tell, her etymology goes like some kind of a british (ancestry?) father and a french (ancestry?) mother -- during our 2 week compatibility test i never thought to ask what her dad did, nor did i ever ask about the guy at all to be quite honest. it just never came up. now my dad had trained me to always check into the mother cuz that's gunna be your portal into the future and all that, and ne'er as i can tell her mom is just a mail carrier. that's good breeding stock!

again, i'm sorry i'm talking about my insanely hot girlfriend (har har i know i'm a loser compared to all y'all. instead of a proper domestic relationship she's just addicted to playing secret agent with me and since we have this odd 4.5+yr silence after our 2wk compatibility she's decided to not communicate with me through phone calls and internet chatting, instead
she chooses to communicate with me through her art cuz like.... duh. c'mon guys... .this chick is trying to outplay ***ME*** in the game.... the world champion of the internet.... and she's totally doing it so i know a deece chunk of you guys cheer her/us on and hopefully someday we can finally get together for... uhhh... bible studies, cuz our relation/s/hip needs to get biblical goddammit... and once it does.... shit discrete skinemax-at-most if not artsy-fartsy pay per view opportunity? like you get to watch us make out and kind of get a lil naughty like i saw sideboob memed off of here onto slapshot ed on twitter so maybe you can see her tits with me but then we kind of roll over and out of view for the actual stuff cuz like uhhh.... we have no privacy or realistic expectations thereof as the two most monitored people on planet earth, but like, we gotta at least pretend we can share something between ourselves.
otherwise, who wouldnt wanna hang out for the ride as we DJ our own double-devirginizing (i've taken a mulligan on the ex-GF and declared myself a virgin because looking back at that relationship i didnt lose any innocence or have that magical buildup to and thru a makeout into OMFG ITS HAPPENING like i thought i would.... it was like she got in my hotel room and literally blurted out ARE WE GONNA HAVE SEX?!?!!? to my pimpfresh reply of "SURE IF U WANNA" and then i shit you not #TheWhoreOfBabylon (srsly massapequa stop of Babylon Line of LIRR. AND SHE CUCKED ME ON THE PHONE LIKE SHE BROUGHT A GUY FROM WORK HOME AND HE GOT UP IN HER PUSSY WHILE SHE WAS ON THE PHONE WITH ME. NICKNAME EARNED) and ummm yeah seriously i wanted to save as much as i could for the love of my life, and i honestly thought it was stacey (the ex) but it turns out stacey anne wasn't the one for me she was all about business (fucking) her tits didnt have any feeling in them ("i dont feel anything but it's kind of hot that you're there" is how she described me working her tits, which i can flip around and describe the nature of our whole relationship with that quote. she was a rebound from
corrie, the girl who i was totally crushing on in early 2006 getting me to write my first ever proper written rap about her combined with babbling myspace messages, photoshops, custom versions of ghettospacechickenfunk posters for her.... and it totally worked.
but i am also THE NORSE GOD OF NOT GETTING LAID so i managed to buy some dank as shit weed cuz corrie was a pothead and i wasn't at the time so when we smoked my brain rebooted back to high school and i botched a setup she had where i pick her up at her downtown chicago hotel, take her to porno shops, then we go back to her hotel and watch porn. we didnt even go to one porn shop.
and somewhere matisen smiles cuz you know... stacey was never gunna steal me away from my one true love.... but corrie had a chance. but those with eyes to see can look at the picture in this video and go uh huh cuz corey hart fans know what time is love.... 3am eternal on the last train to trancentral, mahmean?
so yeah TOO LONG DIDNT READ = sorry i'm in love guys, outside of my containment thread / promote my own music thread (where i gotta post about my 37min 55sec freestyle from last night / this morn where i was just like FUCK IT and i just rapped for as long as i felt like it "doing my whooshki"22 and JUST..... man... matisen told me that she loves me two mornings ago. my life will never be the same because i'v22222222222222222222222222 ahem i've finally broached the topic with her. and like, man, even tho there is statistically a chance that life is hell and we are in hell.... i choose to believe that if she's truly the devil her vanity and greed will win out and as long as she can get with a pudgeball who is currently all comfy and cuddly.... she also gets to get me into shape and show the world that yeah sinicalypse is great as he is mental wizardry and all that fortified by years of abject positivity, but still, the mati effect is that once she gets into your life 1) virtually your mental health gets cleared up and fixed and all of a sudden you go from a rap legend with a nice career and all kinds of potential to 2) a rap spewing machine that conquers the female psyche with love songs for a girl who will be the target of all kinds of haterade from girls who wish they had somebody crooning to/for them like i did mati...
and 3) once she physically enters your life.... man oh man. outside of creative and innovative exercise opportunities that i would love to make an aerobics video about (hearkening the LIVE AS FUCK! hollywood knights video porn section over on arl hts rd by central.... our porno area had the how-to section, the exercise section, and other sections i cant remember. people used to show up at the video store and donate pornos to us, odd but you'd take it... so we got one that we never watched called ALL HANDS ON DICK so we made a custom VHS cover for it, drawing a big stubby / cactus looking cock-n-balls with a handwritten title trying to go all grandiose and epic saying ALL HANDS ON DICK: THE GREATEST HARDCORE OF THE CENTURY.
fast forwarad to... uhh... super bowl sunday 2003 or thereabouts? i'm hanging over there with my boy rg3 (the original/real one who is most assuredly black enough for rob parker. @dreadlockdaddy on twitter, aka the guy who first got me to rap with him over on martingale rd in EGV =) and we're doing the usual thing where we do enough promo rentals (ppl whp signed up for new accounts got to rent 1 free movie, so on a given afternoon where business was fine you'd comp about 5-7 promo rentals to scrape up $20 or so in order to get us a nice free delivered lunch from zippy's (it became beef shack or something stupid? there's still the shell of a zippy's over @ roselle and golf and it's still one of 500+ homes of the cheesy/cheezy/nobody-has-gone-for-cheezee beef/s/ out there)
yeah AHEM. so it turns out on super bowl sunday we had our usual lot of people come into the store doing "the walk" back to the porno room. the most direct path was thru all the "value selections" which was basically like you could get em for like 5-7 days for $1 which meant that you were technically doing us a favor if you rented it and kept it because it cleared up proper retail space that we needed (if i woulda ran the store i woulda doubled down like $1 to rent for 7 days $2 or $3 to own and people would have eaten em up like flapjacks but i digress)
and one dude comes up to us and asks "so how's the gay porn?" me and rg3 are flabbergasted so he quickly autocorrects and says "what time is the game on?" and we heh heh chuckle.... AND HE CHECKED OUT ALL HANDS ON DICK!!!! HELL YEAH!!! and we got our free gyro rental cuz we promo rentaled the fuck out of him.
and umm this whole abortion of a post has just been an exercise in me artifically feeling good because i stayed up overnight and jerked it three times before gulping 2 monaco blask raspberries this morning (if ur gonna dip the debit card into the red for a $25 hit at least do it in style) so as i use alcohol as a lonely crutch (i have pothead friends who would LOVE to hang out but i MUST be tortured with isoilation porn. cuz i am being forced to make music as me me me me me me because if you let me have access to a human female and maybe a few bucks and a place to live then clearly my artistry will fall the fuck off (i promise). remember all the stuff i made in 2018 when i had relative freedom from relatives? i made all those mixes in the KLF's white room and i wanted to believe that kylie said to jason that richard is in the garden with the digeridoo?
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Curious Hair wrote:
Les Grobstein's huge hog is proof that God has a sense of humor, isn't it?