Time Fisters! Issue 2 Pg. 2
31 10 2008Comments : Leave a Comment »
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Lessons on Violence PSA
29 10 2008Learn to teach your children how to survive in our increasingly violent world. Another video production brought to you by Kari G. and Dres F.C.
Enjoy.
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Jared The Gay Vampire: 6 of 7
27 10 2008By. Eucalyptus Swain – Kalamazoo, MI
…Jared stood before the two delivery-men. The beads of sweat that had been dripping from his brow now cling to his upper lip.
GONG! A button from his pants pops right off narrowly missing the delivery men and strikes his ancient Chinese gong he had special ordered for every time his beloved Green Bay Packers scored a touchdown. They looked so good in knee high socks and short pants. Like a gay mans Christian school girls outfit.
PING! There goes the last button careening off an urn that holds his dead grandmother and grandfathers ashes. It was a murder suicide. No one saw the irony in combining their ashes into one.
“We’re here to help,” Chip and Pepper, the two delivery men said in perfect unison.
“I can’t control it. It just takes over.”
“We know.”
Like Mount Vesuvius destroying the city of Pompeii Jared’s throbbing member erupts from his pants tearing his boxer briefs in half like hulk Hogan use to do a t-shirt. Jared’s hazel eyes roll back, his body completely limp, all four limbs dangle in the air. Arms and legs hang like a marionette whose puppeteer got sniped mid show and no longer holds their strings.
His penis, now leviathan in size, hovers in the air above the two deliverymen. It opens at the urethra and lets out a guttural scream. Like two cats fighting mixed with the roar of a Harley Davidson the scream would instantly deafen anyone within a 10.4765 foot radius. Yet, Chip and Pepper remain crouched completely ready.
Jared’s penis rises, rises, and breaks through the roof of his small bungalow like home. Completely silent it plummets back towards Chip and Pepper, the urethra exposing its huge fangs with smaller fangs attached.
Like catching lightening in a bottle the delivery-men that always spoke in complete unison evade the plummeting penis with little fangs attached to four giant ones. With Chip on top and Pepper holding on for dear life they sink their fangs into the member. Pepper tries to move over to the one big vain on the side of Jared’s penis for he knew that was the life force of this abomination.
Not knowing how to speak without the other Chip couldn’t call out to Pepper to try to stop him. He could only watch as the penis head snapped his body in half.
Watching his friends body getting snapped in half enraged Chip prompting him to suck like he never has before draining Jared’s penis of its blood returning it to its original size.
Without his partner Chip would never speak again.
7 Hours Later
Jared awakes to Chip sitting on an ottoman and a stranger above.
“Wakey, wakey, Jared,” the stranger whispers.
“What the fuck just happened?”
Taken aback by Jared’s forcefulness the stranger rears back and slaps Jared hard across the face.
“Watch your mouth son. You don’t talk to your father like that!”
Stunned Jared passes out again.
2.35 Hours Later
“What the fuck just happened!” Jared screams again.
When he closes his mouth he bites his lip spurting blood.
“Breaking in the new fangs can be tricky.” The stranger meanders over to Jared. He offers his hand.
“Dale. Nice to meet you son.”
With his eyes open and his penis finally under control Jared knew without doubt, “Daddy.”
“Son, I know you have a lot of questions but time is of the essence. You are the chosen one. It was of utter importance that we got to you before the others. You must learn to harness that tremendous power of yours.”
He pokes his sons dormant penis.
“For the sake of good and not evil.”
Jared sits up running his fingers over his newly fashioned fangs.
“Daddy? That’s cool and all but I’ve got to know. Am I gay?”
“Would you rather have sex with men then women?”
“Yes.”
“Well there you have it. Now get up it’s time for the training montage.”
This weeks chapter comes from Eucalyptus Swain. Holy shit I’m not kidding around. That his or her first name. Eucalyptus is from Kalamazoo, Michigan. Holy shit squared. Not sure which is better being from a place called Kalamazoo or having the name Eucalyptus. (It’s probably being called Eucalyptus, calling Kalamazoo home, and getting tantric) T.M.C. is going to assume that we can call her/him Ptus for short. So thanks Ptus from Kalamazoo you are this this chapters winner!
ANYWAY, this is when you, the reader, takes over. Email dres@themiddlestchild.com with your continuation of the story. The only constraint = make it around 500 words, and make sure it blows minds. We will look at all of the submissions and choose one with which to continue with. A new segment will be posted once a week.
Ready, set, tape a bottle of two buck chuck to your hand and a forty in the other to have a social climber party. (just drink the 40 first)
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Mantors: The top 7 T.V. Characters Manly Men Should Emulate
20 10 2008
The following is written by a Middlest Child acquaintance. We once promised him he could write this article and we would post it. Then we actually read it. It is really how do we say…not P.C. and rather pig headed. I know the person that wrote this doesn’t believe the things he wrote, he is just a very, very, ….very, angry person. So we here at T.M.C. must start this off by saying the thoughts and opinions portrayed by the author in this article do NOT reflect the thoughts and opinions of ANYONE at T.M.C. (And nor should it anyone because then you would most likely be in jail where you would belong.
By: Naaman Fletcher, B.A.
I’ve decided we need some good male role models to give us a swift kick in the grundle and remind us what kind of men we should be. We need role models to keep us from lotioning our hands for anything other than the great Olympic sport of pole tugging in manly circles of three to four close manly friends. So, feast upon this list of man-mentors. Mantors, if you will. And God knows you should.
# 7
Mantor: Charlie
Show: It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia
Logline: A couple of self-centered friends open a bar but their story takes a backseat to the show’s real star: Charlie Day.
Why He Ranks: If it weren’t for all his gaping flaws, Charlie would probably rank #1 or #2. What we love about Charlie is that Charlie does whatever he damn well pleases. If he wants to huff paint and write songs about getting R’d in the night a by the “night man,” well then gosh darnit he gonna do. (And inspire drunk white people to chant that song whenever given the chance) The man is just utterly shameless. And brilliant. A combination that all men should be. His only drawback… a man should come equipped with a filter. Well… maybe not. Oh, a man should also be literate.
His Lesson: A manly man should be spontaneous and do what he please.
# 6
Mantor: Kiefer Sutherland
Show: 24
Logline: The coolest alcoholic of them all pretends to be a government agent working to foil terrorist plots.
Why He Ranks: “Wait, Naaman. Kiefer’s not the name of the character. You must mean Jack Bauer.” Shut up. I mean Kiefer. Because Jack Bauer is a pussy. He gets all butt-hurt about some guy killing his wife, he can’t raise his daughter without constantly putting her in harm’s way, and he lets innocent people die all the time. Plus, after season two he’s a junky. What a tool. But Kiefer… oh sweet honey Kiefer. No, he’s not fictional. But – in his defense – he’s quite the character.
His Lesson: A manly man can in fact balance his job and his dependence on liquor.
#5
Mantor: Jack Bauer
Show: 24
Logline: The nation’s #1 badass fucks shit up for bad guys.
Why He Ranks: Because Jack Bauer is the farthest thing from a pussy in the whole world. He has no regard for the rules. He just gets shit done. He will kill whomever needs killing, shoot whatever needs shooting, and fuuuuuuck whatever holes need to be pleasantly fulfilled in a caring, loving manner.
His Lesson: A manly man should disregard regulations in favor of results.
#4
Mantor: Johnny Drama
Show: Entourage
Logline: A talent-less actor, the brother of a mildly talented actor stumbles through life. He may or may not be mildly retarded.
Why He Ranks: It takes a strong man to constantly live in the shadow of his, talent-less and ugly baby brother and yet still be so goddamn fucking entertaining. This guy’s dick has got to be SO big. Because let’s face it… he NEVER tries to overcompensate and he always gives his brother the (undeserved) support he desires.
His Lesson: A manly man don’t need to shine. He need only be hilarious.
#3
Mantor: Chuck Bass
Show: Gossip Girl
Logline: Strong enough for a girl, but only watched by men.
Why He Ranks: HE WEARS ROBES AND/OR SWEATER VESTS IN ALMOST EVERY SCENE. Amazing. Even the hardest work (fucking up other people’s lives) can be done without sacrificing comfort. Light up a Cuban, pour some scotch, and destroy your loved ones… all from the comfort of your chaise lounge. Your name must be Chuck. Chuck Bass.
His Lesson: A manly man always goes two-ply or above when it comes to his dirty work.
#2
Mantor: Lt. Ronald C. Speirs
Show: Band of Brothers
Logline: USA!!! USA!!! USA!!! USA!!!
Why He Ranks: This motherfucker in unstoppable. When we first really meet him, he’s offering a pack of ciggies to some Nazi prisoners and we’re all like “WTF? Dems is Nazis! Whachu doin?!” But then – he mows them all down with like a bazillion bullets. And later, he darts across a battlefield – bullets whizzing by his face, rockets exploding, tanks blowing shit up – unscathed. THEN – HE RUNS BACK ACROSS THE BATTLEFIELD! The man secretes testosterone.
His Lesson: A manly man should wear his balls not on his sleeve, but directly on his forehead.
#1
Mantor: Denny Crane, James R. Tiberius Kirk, Walter H. Bascom, Sgt. T.J. Hooker….etc…..
Show: The William Shatner Experience
Logline: Listen to me talk, watch me walk, lets do this. Denny Crane.
Why He Ranks: He is the single most iconic television actor ever. He’s a man. Two and two makes four. Done and done.
Other reasons: He killed aliens for the better part of his career, fought and locked up evil doers, simply utters his name and wins supreme court cases, and boned down with Murphy Brown.
His Lesson: Make them love you once and they will ask for more. Make them love you twice and they will remember you. Make them love you three times, you can record a spoken word album. Make them love you four times you can do whatever the hell you want. Denny Crane.
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Time Fisters! Issue 2 Pg 1
17 10 2008Comments : 4 Comments »
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Jared the Gay Vampire Part 5
9 10 2008
His penis led him like a divining rod. Down the hall he traipsed. Past the pictures of Ed McMahon. Past the powder room with shea and cocoa butter softsoap. Past the den with velvety nine-foot curtains. And straight - possibly – into the bedroom. His dicktip pointed undoubtedly in a slightly curved direction, towards the bureau.
”What kind of man has a bureau?” he thought to himself. “I’m so confused…”
”Or am I?” his murder boner replied in his head.
Jared glided to the bureau and gently slid open a drawer. The drawer was made of wood. Hard wood. Jared took notice. He tickled the knob with a flutter of his fingers as the draw moaned and creaked. He reached his fist inside, all the while the buttons on his pants popping. His murder boner now incredibly large, he withdrew his hand from the cavern of darkness, revealing…
A gun!
Oh, how shiny and stiff the barrel. Oh, how curved and comfortable the grip.
”This ends tonight,” Jared whispered, tracing the gun barrel along his upper lip.
”Or does it?”
Recognizing the voice from the phone, Jared flipped around. Standing in his bedroom doorway were two delivery men in tight, olive pants that nicely accentuated their firm buttocks. The packages they carried were well displayed.
”Whoa! Whoa!!” they said in unison as Jared faced them. “Put that thing down.”
Jared lowered the gun.
”No,” they spoke again. “That!” They pointed to Jared’s murder boner. Instinctively, Jared’s first thought was to run to the bathroom, powder his face, and make himself look presentable. His second thought was how nice it would be to gently rest his head upon either delivery man’s furry, padded chest. His third thought was that it was odd they spoke in unison.
Jared was distracted. As he examined the men, his gaze befell their lusciously plump lips – pouty and full of heat. His murder boner lept into attack mode.
The men smiled… reavealing glisteningly Crest-whitened FANGS!!!
This weeks post comes from… coincidentally….Jared. This Jared may or may not be gay. I don’t know it wasn’t included in the email and we here at TheMiddlestChild don’t discriminate. When you read that did you think hmmmm is he a vampire? Probably not. Though that would be an equally logical question. So there you have it The Middlest Child brining you social experiments of the finest degree.
ANYWAY, this is when you, the reader, takes over. Email dres@themiddlestchild.com with your continuation of the story. The only constraint = make it around 500 words, and make sure it blows minds. We will look at all of the submissions and choose one with which to continue with. A new segment will be posted once a week.
Ready, set, shame on you.
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Palin’s Debate Notes
6 10 2008ATTENTION INTERNET! Courtesy of our top secret inside sources, Kari G. and Dres F. C. have come across more semi-secret documents pertaining to the “Sarah Palin Operation.” This time, we’ve come across Palin’s notes that she was taking during the VP debate last Thursday night. Or, shall we say, doodles? While it seemed the Alaskan governor was diligently taking notes on Biden’s answers, she was actually drawing these. How should we interpret this? You decide, America.
There you have it. Palin’s secret stash of debate notes. I will note that Sarah Palin seems to be a particularly talented doodle-artist. Perhaps she took night drawing classes while studying Communications-Journalism at the University of Idaho.
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4 Proofs That Man is Inherently Evil.
1 10 2008By: Dres F.C.
It was Rousseau who noted the theory of the noble savage. That men in a state of nature are noble beings and it is the artificiality of society that brings out wickedness. Blah, blah, fucking pretentious Frenchman, blah.
I’m not sure what makes humans evil but there is absolutely no denying some of us are inherent bastards. Whether it’s societal pressures or instinct, some crazy person generally of the male sex, have thought up of some of the most terrible things you’ve never heard of.
In the end man is most likely inherently evil. It is only out of years of breading and training that we have tricked our psychosis into helping that peg legged lady across the street instead of sneaking up from behind and screaming “TIMBERRRRRR,” as she gets taken out in front of a speeding armored truck by a swift leg sweep that Mr. Miyagi taught us all those years ago.
Probably my favorite area of all of things evil is the rationale that is created to justify the evilness.
The following are 4 signs that man is inherently evil. It just so happens that they are all forms of execution that have thrived in our societies across the world at one point in history or another. Apparently the people that thought up these things were inbred and skipped etiquette class. Elbows off the table Stalin, Christ.
4. Exposure in Animal Skin
IGN Video Game Review of: Exposure in Animal Skin.
Level 1: Hunt and kill a large animal in the plains of Chad. (The country)
Level 2: Disembowel the Zebra.
Level 3: Take naked town delinquent and tape his arms and legs together.
Level 4: Stuff town delinquent into Zebra.
Level 5: Sew up Zebra.
Level 6: Put Zebra in desert.
Level 7: Every so often open Zebra back up and force feed town delinquent spoiled milk.
Level 8: Sew Zebra back up.
Level 8-15: Repeat levels 7 & 8.
Game over.
Overall: Great graphics and presentation. Lacks lasting appeal. Grade of Evil = 4. We’ve played more evil.
The Kicker
That’s pretty much it. This is how they would execute your ass in the country of Chad. There is really no further explanation. Except for the fact that you don’t die of right away because of the spoiled milk you are being force fed. Rather you are baking inside the belly of a dead animal. Eventually you will starve or die of gangrene.
The Rationale
No explanation what so ever. Now that’s truly icy cold evil. You really fucked up when you stole those cattle that clearly belonged to me. So I’m going to put you inside an animal carcass and let you bake and starve in the hot sun. Balance those scales of justice biatch.
3. Scaphism
Needed Ingredients
- A hollowed out tree or boat.
- A saw to cut out arm, head, and leg holes.
- Honey. Lots of honey.
- Milk.
- A naked person.
- No morals or general feelings of any kind what so ever.
What the shit is this?
It’s quite simple. You take a boat and stand it up. You put your run of the mill crook inside the boat with their legs, arms, and head sticking out of the holes you cut for them. You secure that fuck to the boat or hollowed out tree to make sure he can’t run away. Then you force-feed him honey and milk. Naturally. Then you sing him happy birthday.
The health conscious diet of honey and milk brings on diarrhea and the crook’s feces (shit, poop, mud slide) accumulate attracting insects to his honey smothered exposed appendages. Throughout the DAYS of this more honey and milk means more feces which leads us to more insects. The insects then breed and eat at the exposed now gangrenous flesh.
The Kicker
You didn’t die because of the insects. No, they were only there for an added fuck you. A mere annoyance in your layover flight to death. You die because of dehydration, starvation, and septic shock! :=). But don’t worry insanity sets in anywhere between day 3 or 4. One determined lad lasted 17 days like this before death. Mithridates, was his name and I feel he should be on those inspiring “impossible is nothing.” Adidas commercials .
The Rationale
To humiliate and kill. Pretty straightforward vengeance. So, apparently the Persian culture was excellent in areas that rug purchasers never imagined. Though, I do believe silky smooth rugs with incredible intricate designs are easier to market than death. (Unless you’re an American politician) People probably tend to have less cases of buyers remorse.
2. Ling Chi or Leng T’che (Slow Slicing)
Seriously China, what the fuck? I know that guy robbed the general market for a little bit of opium. It was overpriced and with inflation the way it was how is a simple farm hand supposed to get his fix? But by all means does that mean you need to tie his ass to a wooden slab in the middle of the town square and day by day slice off patches of his skin?
Silly me. Of course it does because people are damn evil.
The Kicker
Instead of doing this in let’s say over the course of an hour, the person in charge would administer drugs to keep the poor sliced up bastard alive longer. The name sake of this correctional technique comes from the classical description of slowly climbing a mountain. So the longer slab boy is alive, the more Captain Ginsu can climb. The poor patchity bastard probably looked like bloody Madra shorts before it was all said and done.
The Rationale
I guess Ling Chi serves the purpose of public humiliation, a slow lingering death, and a punishment after death. See, if you were all holey going into death than you would not be whole in spirit once you die. So there you have it. Slice em up, keep em alive, slice some more, and when finally they are given the sweet nectar of death you kick them one more time as no opposite sex spirit will find them attractive with exposed organs and patches of skin missing. But hey, if this happens to you try to pass it off as a really bad case of eczema.
1. Sawing
Algebra: Solve for X.
Rope + Wooden pull up bar type thing to tie your legs to so you hang upside down + two strong men + X = Crazy insane evil as all get out death
If you thought X was hugs and kisses you were wrong. If you guessed swift gun shot to the head you were wrong. If you thought saw without reading the title first you need to seek professional help pronto. Yet, you would be right. X = Saw. Holy shit.
What in evils name is going on?
You take your standard naked person and tie them up by their ankles so they hang upside down. Make sure their legs are spread apart and their crotch is approximately hanging at your chest level. They you proceed to fucking saw them in half.
The Kicker
Because you are hanging upside down all of your blood is rushing to your brain. So as you are being sawed in half and you are loosing copious amounts of blood, there is still tons of it flowing through your brain so you’re still alive and kicking until the two man Craftsman saw makes its way to your abdomen or even longer.
The Rationale
Really haven’t found one yet. Though, I assume one would partake in such after school activity to set an example. Sort of a after school special if you will. Or a classic NBC PSA.
Cue: Steve Carell. “Hey kids, don’t hit that crack pipe or your ass might get sawed in half.” Cue: shooting star and NBC logo. Cue, music and titles “The More You Know.”
There you have it. The proof is in the pudding. Man is inherently evil. If you listened to Coldplay or Elliott Smith while you read this you are probably thinking “Fuck, I should just go kill myself since I am to evil.” Don’t do that. Rather remember that you aren’t these people. You have been trained and bred to have character, which control our impulses and tell us right from wrong.
To think someone sat down at a table and thought up all these ways to kill your ass.
Guy 1:
Lets saw him in half.
Guy 2:
Yes, but we need to stretch their death out longer. Keep them alive as long as possible.
Guy 1:
Agreed. Oh, and they should be naked.
Guy 2:
Oh for sure. Def naked.
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