Archive for October, 2007

The Monkey Menace

Time to take a breather from the whole dating thing as I have finished up covering craigslist and am about to move onto my next round of experiments.

Today I want to talk about something that threatens… well none of us… well unless you are reading this blog in Delhi.

Apparently there is a massive monkey menace in Delhi, India. They are overrun with evil monkeys.

Evil_Monkey

Sure you read that and think, “What are they throwing crap and doing things that crazy little monkeys do?”

Nope. They threw the deputy mayor of Delhi from his terrace, giving him a serious head injury that lead to his death. I shit you not, this is totally real. In India it is forbidden to kill monkeys for religious reasons. This coupled with the fact that people have been feeding monkeys in order to obtain divine reward has led to a rise of unruly monkeys. How out of control have these monkeys been?

Monkeys have invaded government ministries in New Delhi, ridden elevators and climbed along windowsills. Monkeys slapped students inside a girls school in a south Bengal suburb. A gang of monkeys in the city of Chandigarh ripped up lawns, broke flowerpots and yanked sheets off beds.

Some monkeys, mostly loners, have bitten people, injuring and even killing small children.

Wait read that over, they went into a girls school and slapped the students around? Is that not the greatest thing you have ever read?

Teacher:
Jane, why were you late for class?

Jane:
A monkey just kicked the shit out of me.

Teacher:
Sure Jane… sure…

So what do you do with unruly monkeys that you can’t kill? Send them to monkey jail of course. None of this really has worked and Delhi is losing it’s battle against the rouge monkeys.

You know what, I don’t even have a solution to offer up. I was going to say that I could create a band of freedom fighters that would come and take care of the monkey problem. Maybe I could wear a cool eye patch and have the latest in military technology to fight the monkeys. But after thinking about it, why the hell would I want to do that? I am waiting for the inevitable monkey car theft or perhaps a plane theft. Or the story about how someone went to buy an ice cream and the only people working were monkeys, of course they would only dish out banana ice cream.

So India, I beg you, continue your no killing of monkey policies. You can co-exist with them and they can be productive members of society, after all they did dominate the trucking industry here in the 1980s.

BJ_McKay

Are killer monkeys not the greatest things ever?

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  • And here comes the hate mail

    (Note: The hamster in question from the other day died of natural causes. The burial is set for sometime this week, if you would like to view the body you can check out the shoe box on top of my neighbors fridge.)

    dead_hamster

    I am only on the first stage of this series and the hate mail is starting to come in. I actually got a phone call from the future college professor expressing her displeasure with being written about (which she did in a level headed and normal way) and I got an e-mail from the “dog girl” about how bad of a person I am. Apparently she didn’t appreciate the peanut butter comment either:

    I realize that it isn’t normal to have four dogs, but all of them were
    hours away from death and that’s why I have them. They bring me and a
    lot of others so much joy, um, non-sexual joy I’ll add as I also really
    appreciated the peanut butter comment.

    I really wanted to take a second to explain that what I am doing isn’t malicious by any means, I am just documenting, in a humorous fashion, my inability to find someone that I want to date. This also includes my personal faults and mistakes which will be covered throughout this series. However some people don’t like that, which I understand, but having their friends send me hate mail isn’t the best way to go about voicing your displeasure. Here is one I got the other day from Lee Lee

    (Wait before I go into that, let me explain my policy on hate mail, while I am not going to put pictures up of the women I dated or use any of their real information if you are DUMB enough to send me a hate mail message on MySpace instead of using the anonymous contact form on the top of my page you are getting called out.)

    lee_lee

    So this is my hate mail message from Lee Lee:

    I was somehow referred to your page after
    having saw your add in craig’s list. After a sneak peek of ‘Kevin’s
    “Freaking” Exit Only’, I suddenly realized….OH THAT’S WHY HE’S ON
    CRAIG’S LIST!!! Is your display name just a front for your gay-like
    nature? You look like you’re saying no to a girl with the thought ‘I
    don’t do girls lady, but that broom is kind of attractive’.It
    (You) must be wondering, who the hell is this crazy woman emailing
    me??? Don’t worry, I’m not a stalker (and if I was, I would have found
    better prey), I’m just an honest woman who thankfully knows that
    Craig’s List is no place to meet men becasue this is what you get!!!

    Gay jokes? Really? You decided to sit down and write me because you “magically” found my page and felt so outraged at what I was doing that you needed to voice your displeasure. And the only thing you could come up with is a gay slur? What a waste of time and effort… not only mine but yours.

    You had my entire MySpace page to work off of and over 650 blog posts and all you could come up with is a gay slur?

    Look, your page is private so all I have to go buy is your tiny picture, your quote, your name, and your mood… I can come up with better things than a gay slur, like:

    -You dumb twat, learn how to resize pictures so I can make fun of your LeVar Burton like face.

    Be creative with your insults. I mean you didn’t see me taking the easy road close minded road that you took with something like, “Wow your black and your current mood is lazy, that is a fucking shocker.” But unlike you I don’t need to resort to close minded slurs… Now go back to teaching kids how to read.

    Reading_Rainbow

    If you guys want to send Lee Lee a message on her MySpace page be my guest, post your sample message in the comments below.

    If the only insult you can make is a gay joke should you not even bother making the insult?

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  • You Can Get Everything on Craigslist, but a Date Part 3: Women for Men

    Since posting an ad didn’t really work out all that well I decided that maybe I should check out the women on craigslist and see what they had to offer. One of the problems you run into is examining the ads and trying to determine what is what. Finding a real person on craigslist and not a fake ad that is actually porn is an acquired skill.

    The first couple of ads I replied to ended up filling my inbox with information for porn websites and another reminder where glory holes in Buffalo were. Eventually I decided to only reply to ads that were truly unique. But before I cover the ads I replied to I want to share with a truly heartwarming ad:

    MMF Threesome
    So a couple weeks ago, I see this ad (yes I look at ALL of the
    categories)by a lady looking to have a 3some with two guys. I’m
    thinking, damn she’s got balls. I could never admit to being so turned
    on by such a thing, even though it’s been a huge fantasy for years. I
    actually sent her an email about it and she was kind enough to answer.
    She said she got far more emails than she could answer, mostly from
    guys with no pic or personal information telling her how great they
    were, but also some really good and sincere responses. She told me she
    had got together with not one but TWO pairs of really nice and
    alarmingly young college men who treated her wonderfully- and that she
    had no regrets whatsoever.

    So I thought, what the hell. Why not try it too. Of course, that
    girl is several years younger than I, and her ass is half the size of
    mine, but maybe I’ll hear from some nice handsome horny young guys too.
    In case you didn’t see her ad, here it is. I’m just cutting and
    pasting it, because I feel there’s nothing I’d have to add or take away
    from it. Like Baby Bear’s porridge, it’s just right.

    Newly single and reasonably attractive, I want to fulfill a fantasy
    of having 2 guys at once. Must be two friends, or at least
    acquintences. I don’t want to deal with any conflicts between
    strangers, nor do I have the experience to go about setting something
    like this up. Also, it has to take place in a motel- which I will pay
    for- as I want to keep this as anonymous as possible, at least at
    first. You both should be clean, polite and relatively fit. Hung would
    be nice,(as my ex was teeny) but not a requirement. Also, probably not
    much over 40 at the very oldest. A SMALL bit of booze or 420 is ok but
    absolutely nothing stronger. I mean it. Straight, bi or bi-curious are
    all ok, but I want to be the focus of attention. Everything must be
    safe. NO anal (unless I and ONLY I suggest it). Everything else is ok,
    but nothing rough. I hope to get some positive responses and will
    probably only respond to those with a pics. Thanks

    Wow … just wow, she was inspired by a woman living her dream and getting stuffed by a pair of friends. Apparently you can get whatever you want on craigslist including a pair of stiff ones thrown in you, but not in the ass… well only if she suggests it. I am sickened yet inspired all at the same time.

    Person 1- Honest Abe

    Back to the matter at hand and my replies to two ads, the first ad I found was someone that was currently in med school and that they had interest in a lot of various things. They were looking for someone that was completely their opposite, which was something that I found interesting. They basically liked the idea of dating someone with a completely different set of interests because they figured they would learn and experience new things. I shot them an e-mail and we exchanged messages for a bit, one day she mentioned that she had a lot of ink and wanted to share with me her favorite tattoo, she sent me a picture of it:

    Lincoln_Tattoo

    I shit you not, she has a giant tattoo of Abraham Lincoln. This created so many questions in my mind. Was he her favorite President ever? I am a big FDR guy but I don’t know if I would get him put on my arm. Actually then I would have to decide if I wanted him sans wheelchair or not, which would have been its own set of issues.

    Back to Abe… My biggest issue was I started to question if I could ever sleep with someone with a giant picture of Abe Lincoln on their body? Would I be too freaked out by it? Would she want me to read her the Gettysburg address for foreplay? Does she rub pennies on her nipples to get turned on? How does this all work? It was too much for my mind to handle and I had to move on.

    Person 2- Porn and chicken

    To put it bluntly she had a kick ass ad:

    Listen, it’s Monday night. Which means one of two things.

    Nbr.1 - You’re going to watch Monday night football and attempt to once
    again balance that beer on your belly (I can hold it in my cleavage!)

    Nbr.2- It’s chicken and porn night at the old Pink and none of your
    friends have the fine appreciation for neither chicken, nor bad 70’s
    pornography. Or they’re fucking liars, every single one of them.

    So I’m bored, you’re bored, and since I’ve lost the latest flamewar
    on fark.com, I have nothing to do on the internet except post this. So
    now I’m asking you out, oh internet boy, lets go get a drink/multiple
    shots at the Pink, watch porn and discuss the great issues of the day.

    I can boast the following qualities

    A. I’m reasonably attractive (read: my monthly maintinence costs arn’t
    outrageous but could feed a small South African family for a month, I’m
    assuming anyway, I don’t know the exchange rate from haircut to
    porridge.)

    B. I smell great.

    C. I’m pretty fucking smart, for a girl anyway. I’ve solved the
    Middle east crisis multiple times, unfortunatly, these times always
    come as I’m about to drift off to sleep and the next morning I wake up
    only thinking about bacon.

    D. I’m a firm believer in bacon wrapped anything, not so much a virtue as good taste.

    So if you’ve got two brain cells to rub together, won’t get grabby
    and like porn and chicken send me an email with a picture, a short
    description of how you spent your Columbus Day morning and why you
    think David Bowie didn’t achieve all of the fame he deserved from
    Labyrinth.

    P.S If you are creepy, I will be creepier back.

    P.P.S If you don’t send a picture, I won’t reply. If you send a picture
    and my reaction is “I’d hit that, with a truck” I’ll still reply to
    tell you I’m just not interested despite your masculine wiles because
    everybody deserved to know exactly WHERE their email went.

    Alright, so kiss me or get out of the car.
    I exchanged messages with this girl and we ended up getting a beer together. She really fit the descriptions she wrote about herself but there was one thing she fibbed about, her age… She was 20. I didn’t know if I could go back to dating someone that couldn’t legally drink with me, plus we both had different expectations, she only wanted to have sex and I was looking for… wait a second… How dumb am I? I need to go look up her phone number.

    What President would you get tattoo’d onto your arm?

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    My friend Tom sent me this one:

    Dolphins LB Channing Crowder, who appears likely to start in the middle Sunday against the Giants with Zach Thomas ailing, says he didn’t know until Tuesday that people in London speak English.

    “I couldn’t find London on a map if they didn’t have the names of the countries,” he said. “I swear to God. I don’t know what nothing is. I know Italy looks like a boot. I know London Fletcher. We did a football camp together. So I know him. That’s the closest thing I know to London. He’s black, so I’m sure he’s not from London. I’m sure that’s a coincidental name.”

    I was looking up something on former Major League Baseball Player Lenny Dykstra and found this nugget:

    I was in Scores about four years ago and Dykstra was in there late on a Friday night. He must have been hitting the Bud pretty hard, because he was trying to demonstrate to these girls how to stand your ground on a fastball up and in. One of the dancers was swinging a long, narrow cardboard tube (like for wrapping paper) while a fetching young blond hurler delivered a paper napkin to a make believe plate. Dykstra’s girl immediately bailed out and took a half swing at the ball. Dykstra came out of his chair knocking drinks everywhere and got right in this horrified girl’s face. “Never back off the plate! Take the shot!” he screamed. The bouncers arrived at the commotion and everything was fine, but as I witnessed this I knew deep down Lenny was serious. 100% baseball, all out, all the time, that was Lenny. Jesus, he was something. We should have never gotten rid of that guy.

    And one final thing, what would Pointlessbanter.net look like if it had a social networking component to it?

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  • Hamster Homicide

    The dating series will resume Monday (I already have hate mail), today I need your help on a serious matter. My neighbor has a daughter who has a hamster that is on its last legs. He can barely walk over to his trey and eat, it is time to put the hamster down. Now my neighbor wants to humanly kill the hamster and put it back in the cage to explain to her daughter that said hamster had passed away, not that mommy was a cold hearted killer. The thing is how do you humanly do it without paying a vet an arm and a leg for an animal that cost you like three bucks? This was the question posed to me last night by my neighbor.

    Hamster

    Now personally I am against my neighbor killing the hamster, I think she shoud have her daughter do it. Instead of teaching her daughter about the cycle of life and death she can teach her a high concept lesson about euthanasia. (Side Note: When I was little they were talking about euthanasia on the news and I wanted to know why “youth in asia” were killing a bunch of old people. I had images of little Asian kids swinging Nintendo controllers and bashing old people to death. Yup, I am an idiot.)

    However if you think about it this could be a really bad precedent to set. When my neighbor is all old and sick her daughter could be all gung-ho to put her out of her misery just like she had to do with her favorite pet growing up. So we decided that it might not be the best course of action.

    Here were a couple of ideas we bounced around last night:

    car

    1) Put the hamster in a bag and put it up to the tailpipe of a car- This wasn’t my idea and I don’t know about going with this one. What happens if you get all high and light headed by holding the bag up to the tailpipe and pass out? Then the hamster knowing that you have just tried to kill it gnaws through your stomach in the ultimate fit of revenge, what are you going to do then?

    2) Spike its water bottle- Pills or vodka… But then I thought about how many pills and vodka Paris Hilton must consume and she is sadly still around.

    3) Involve it in an autoerotic asphyxiation exercise gone horribly wrong- I don’t know how you would do that. I just wanted to type autoerotic asphyxiation in my blog for the hell of it.

    Other than that we were pretty much stumped, so I am going to leave it up to you guys. The sick and twisted people that read this crap…

    How should we knock off the hamster?

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  • You Can Get Everything on Craigslist, but a Date- Part 2: Responses

    After checking out the competition I posted my ad on craigslist, which was essentially my about me page on here with some slight modifications. I received a good amount of messages back, including a guy telling me where all the good glory holes in Buffalo were. So you know, if this whole dating thing doesn’t work I have that information, you know… just in case.

    A little side note: Who the hell want to be on the other side of a glory hole? I don’t get it. Does someone wake up in the morning and think to themselves, “What should I do today? Oh I know, I feel like sitting on the other side of a hole and having strange cock shoved in my face all day, maybe I will catch a shot in the eye!!!!”

    So besides the glory hole guy I had a wide range of responses. After eliminating the people that didn’t spell check their messages or gave away too much information like, “I was recently in a disfiguring car accident.” (FYI- Not a good way to open an e-mail.) I narrowed it down to a handful of people worth talking to. Of course I learned shortly after talking to many of them that I needed to avoid Craigslist totally.

    Person 1: Do you have a racial preference?

    One response was from a girl that was going to grad school here in Buffalo. She was in her mid twenties, seemed witty and smart in our few e-mail exchanges. She asked for my IM screen name one night and I gave it to her. Let me give you a quick summation of our conversation.

    (picking up after the small talk)

    her: do you have a racial preference?

    me: no, I don’t (translation: I hope to Christ you are Asian)

    her: let me send you a picture

    An artists rendering:

    John_Coffey

    She looked like John Coffey from the Green Mile but with long hair. Her picture was her at Niagara Falls and she towered over every person in the picture, she had to be between six foot two and six foot three and about two hundred and twenty five pounds. Maybe I shallow but I couldn’t date a sasquatch. I politely told her I had to go after talking for a few more minutes.

    Person 2: Wait how many dogs do you have?

    I moved onto the next person that sounded interesting. This was a girl that lived in the towards me, had a good job, and seemed really nice. We went out to dinner twice but the more I learned about her the more I knew she wasn’t right for me. During one of our dates I pointed out that she had a clump of dog hair on her arm, she then mentioned that she had five dogs. That was a red flag, if you don’t live on a farm you shouldn’t have five of any one type of animal unless it is a fish.

    Who would ever get five dogs? What does that say about a person? Are they really into animals that much? Are they that lonely? (Insert peanut butter joke here.) Isn’t this something that I should be worried about?

    After dinner that night I told her I enjoyed talking to her but we would be better off just being friends. In all honesty I just had a deep seeded fear of one of her dogs licking my sack while having sex and me possibly enjoying it.

    Person 3: I can’t date anyone smarter than I am.

    The most promising response was from a doctoral candidate. She came off as witty and thought I was funny, really what more could I ask for?

    I would like to consider myself a pretty sharp guy but after talking to this girl I was reduced to feeling like a complete idiot. Since she was a doctoral candidate in a field related to English she used words that nobody uses in everyday conversation. I was kind of worried that I would need to have a dictionary next to the bed so I could look up any words I didn’t understand that she might spout out during dirty talk.

    “Transfix your member into the recesses of my hegemony.”

    I was convinced hegemony was going to haunt me forever.

    While we remain friends I kind of figured that she wasn’t for me. While I want to date someone mildly intelligent I can’t feel like the dumbest person in the room by far day in and day out. I get that enough at grad school, why would I want that in my personal life?

    Craigslist was obviously becoming a waste, I figured maybe I should change it up and reply to some ads.

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