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Hey there, folks. This is Derrick Van Winkel Fingers Kasheestees. I am back online and bringing you Kasheestees. Let us put on our serious faces:
whoobs
Let us now party.
It’s been so long, I’ve kind of forgotten how to do this!!! OMG OMG
Rock on, over and out.
Picture me rollin’.
The post that has gotten the mostest views has been the nazi-melon one. I’m no racist, having been born with alien DNA, I find all of you fools utterly disgusting with your ape pheromones. But I actually went to a reference source and looked up who these nazi guys are: THEY’RE DICKWADS!!!!!!! OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They actually were [...]
Yesterday I got a double shot of disappointment when I found out about Bear Grylls and Lindsay Lohan’s falls from grace through reputable news sources. Obviously my first reaction was shock.
The immediately followed by anger:
After that subsided I got really into binge eating, it made my beautiful white hands turn black, though, look:
I didn’t look [...]
I kept the script in my vault for just such an occasion.
Barry: My breasts have some hair on them.
Jim Puppet-Mind: That’s why you have a bra on your head. Or some weird dildo.
Barry: Yes.
(The characters then buy a “ticket to the world” but then they “come back again.” Then Barry shoots himself. Not the character, [...]
Normally, as you know, I’m hanging out on Venice, looking like this:
You know, cool but not “too cool.” But today I’m feeling a bit of a cold coming on, and I feel like this:
I’m trying to get over it as I have a performance tonight. No, not with Slutterdamerung, my new band, but as a [...]
Still making a lot of positive changes in my life, like how I appear in a work environment. What do you think?
I should have never sent out the final edits for this product while schlitzed into the next century. I mean sure there’s some spelling errors but you get the idea.
Still keeping it real as always.
I’ve never been one for philosophy. Or religion for that matter. Or even a coherent life plan. ‘Don’t get caught in a rut, keep jumping from one thing to the next. And that becomes your life.’ That’s a horrible paraphrasing of Joe LeSueur, whose book about being the friend/boyfriend of [...]
Speaking of evil, holy fuck. Those shirts are WAY too baggy.
DAMN. This is the part of the job I hate. We lost a link. We’re gonna lose a damn site more of them before the battle is at an end. And if you shed your blood with me this day I call you brother. And if you’re one of my real brothers (Skip, Morris, Antony) [...]
