Archive for the ‘review’ Category
Warm fuzzies crawlin’ all over me
In a pitiful attempt to win our favor, loyal ЯR participant Keywork has written a cloying review of our beloved website. It seems he’s such a big ass-suck fan, he could do nothing but praise our groundbreaking family website. Enjoy, friends!

You Can Have My Ration.
Ration Reality. I stumbled upon this incoherent, slimy sac of anal seepage a few months ago. And I can tell you this: don’t visit this blog, Bagel has syphilis. Yes, the editor, Bagel of Everything, has syphilis. Frat boys beware. Never in my life have I ever read such horrible propaganda. Let’s look: Read the rest of this entry »
9 movies that suck…
9 movies that suck but you have to see them anyway because everyone else has and you’ll never know what people are talking about unless you suffer through them
1. Men in Black
Ever pull the wing off a fly? Care to see the fly get even?
Oh noes! There are aliens living among us, being all allegorical about race relations! Someone call the Mib Squad: The first, last, and only line of defense against the most ham-fisted metaphors in the universe!
2. Titanic
The unsinkable ship is sinking! Fortunately, I have a doctorate in applied physics and have spent years calculating the specific counter-intuitive actions that will save us from just such an event! (later…) Oh, sweet forced irony! I died anyway! Read the rest of this entry »
The Boss Hoss: Welcome to Trashville
ЯR Oktober’s Official Band: The Boss Hoss ЯR
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After 15 years of playing and recording in rock ‘n’ roll bands, and another 3 writing about rock ‘n’ roll bands, it’s tempting to say that I’ve pretty much seen all the weirdness you could ascribe to rock ‘n’ roll bands, but then I saw The BossHoss…
The Boss Hoss plays a raucous, countrified style of punk-a-billy rock. Nothing new there. Cow-punk had its day 20 years ago with X and Lone Justice. Fair enough. What about the fact that most of their repertoire consists of bizarre hick-rock covers of popular songs like Nelly’s “Hot in Heere”, Ministry’s “Jesus Built my Hotrod” and Cameo’s “Word Up”. To make it still more intriguing, they somehow convinced one of the world’s biggest record labels to get on board with them. Oh, and they’re not from Nashville or Bakersfield–they’re from Germany!
Ja. Dieser band kommt aus Deutschland, y’all.
Looking at it all on paper, this could either be total fucking win or the absolute worst band ever to disgrace a stage. Read the rest of this entry »
Resident Evil: Putting the STINK in Extinction
Resident Evil:Extinction is not a good film.
With Sony product placements outnumbering gratuitous nipple shots,
this movie was worse than the home movie of my first big-kid poops. Read the rest of this entry »
A suburban housewife’s guide to mid-90′s gangsta rap music
Alright, ladies. Before delving into the realms of true gangsta rap, we need to familiarize ourselves with a few key terms. Dictionary.com is a fine source of reference for such an endeavor.
gangsta (gāng’sta) n, adj
(Black English) a member of a youth gang
rap (rāp) n. Slang
A talk, conversation, or discussion.
A form of popular music developed especially in African-American urban communities and characterized by spoken or chanted rhyming lyrics with a strong rhythmic accompaniment.
A composition or performance of such music.
nigga n., [nig-ga]
(ethnic slur) extremely offensive name for a colored person; [syn: negro] Read the rest of this entry »
Concert Notes: The Bruce Willis Blues Band – Tachi Palace Casino
My wife has never met a slot machine that she didn’t like. Sadly, her love is very nearly always unrequited.
Her love does, however, occasionally get us free shit. It’s been a while – 8 or 9 months – since we’d been to Tachi Palace, as it’s quite a drive to get there for us, and because quite frankly it sucks. But, the other day we received a voucher in the mail for free tickets to see the Bruce Willis Blues Band perform live. There would be complimentary beverages and food offered, so that was quite a selling point. Read the rest of this entry »
The Sudoku of the Flying Toilet Brush Holder
Reviews taken from Amazon.
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The 2007-2012 Outlook for Bathroom Toilet Brushes and Holders in Greater China |
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The Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster Behold the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster (FSM), today’s fastest growing carbohydrate-based religion. According to church founder Bobby Henderson, the universe and all life within it were created by a mystical and divine being: the Flying Spaghetti Monster. What drives the FSM’s devout followers, a.k.a. Pastafarians? Some say it’s the assuring touch from the FSM’s “noodly appendage.” Then there are those who love the worship service, which is conducted in pirate talk and attended by congregants in dashing buccaneer garb. Still others are drawn to the Church’s flimsy moral standards, religious holidays every Friday, or the fact that Pastafarian heaven is way cooler: Does your heaven have a Stripper Factory and a Beer Volcano? Intelligent Design has finally met its match–and it has nothing to do with apes or the Olive Garden of Eden. Within these pages, Bobby Henderson outlines the true facts– dispelling such malicious myths as evolution (“only a theory”), science (“only a lot of theories”), and whether we’re really descended from apes (fact: Humans share 95 percent of their DNA with chimpanzees, but they share 99.9 percent with pirates!) |
Fluorescent Nazi Bunnies in Variant Sexual Practices
Some light reading.
All reviews taken from Amazon.com.
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SS & M: Being excerpts from the Nazi Death-Head files Jordann Smith, THE BISHOP OF GRUNEWALD: A TALE FROM THE DUNGEON. “Maltese channels the Marquis de Sade for this one! Painfully good reading!”Book Description THERE ARE SECRETS! Jews, like Marta and Megan, know them. THE FATHERLAND DEMANDS THEM! Nazis, like SS Colonel Saber and Major Sonnenburg, want to know them, have to know them, see not knowing them as a threat to the purity of the Aryan nation. NO ONE CAN STAND IN THE WAY! That Jews like Melissa (“M”) haven’t got a clue makes no difference at all to Nazi Captain Stahlhelm, who thinks she does. ANY AND ALL MEANS ARE JUSTIFIED! There’s a plague loose within civilized society that needs to be ferreted out and destroyed. Anyone who stands in the way of the Final Solution will be eliminated-with prejudice! HEIL HITLER! Bagel note: What in the holy fuck?! |
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How To Pick Up Japanese Chicks And Doom Your Immortal Soul This brave, occasionally moving and often hilarious memoir traces Muggins’s relationships with Japanese women over the course of two decades. Few books set in contemporary Asian societies have been as successful at pulling the reader into the cultural milieu and making the foreign familiar. The author protests perhaps too strongly that How to Pick Up Japanese Chicks. should not be mistaken for a self-help manual. In fact the smiles, the belly-laughs, the wistful there but for the grace of God go I nodding that every page elicits testify that it is the best sort of therapy for anyone suffering from relationship fatigue anywhere, anytime. |
Craptain Jack and the Shmees
Official Band of Ration Reality
Getting To Know…
Craptain Jack and The Schmees
By Jody E. Wilson
And by “get to know”, I mean you’re gonna get to know stuff you could figure out with a cheap Dell, dial-up and 4th grade education. These guys are funnier than Molly Hatchet and twice as talented. They and many others probably consider them to be a “joke” band but that would be selling them short… shorter than I am compared to their singer, Craptain Jack, who must be 8’ 11”. I won’t be so insulting as to tell you the band’s theme but I’ll give you a hint: it rhymes with “pirate”. My favorite track has to be “Rippin’ a Fot”, a jazzy butt-rock number that chugs along like a hooker on crank. These guys are from below the Mason-Dixon line but don’t discount their intellects based only on that. After all, my boss is a redneck, too. Jolly fucking ho.
Books that exist
A list of 6 books I’d read, if I read books.
These are linked up to Amazon, where sample chapters are available free for many of them.
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White Trash Etiquette: The Definitive Guide to Upscale Trailer Park Manners |
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The Art of Auto-fellatio: Oral Sex for One |















