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MIguel & Clive
Sep 2
2 min read

The algorithm suggested Black Doves for me tonight - fuck me what a start! More happened in the intro than takes place in a lot of films these days.


It's what's needed I guess, you need to grab Tik Tok cunts by the hair and fuck their face into something to make them notice it.


YouTube trailers have been like that for a while, the trailer within the trailer at the start, for those with less than 5 seconds of attention span.


So you need to do something obscene from first bell to get any traction.


A voluntary human centipede of 50 guys fucking each other.


Two dogs licking each other's balls.


Loraine Kelly fucking a rolling pin


A sequence of hamsters throwing themselves onto a bonfire.


Actually I take the first one back, I forgot about pegging which is unusual for me - the 50 people can be men or women BUT THEIR POSITION IS DECIDED BY A LOTTERY. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?


The penultimate shot is a lingering one of Hillary Clinton's left knee, from which a solitary hair has sprouted and burst through her tights.


The film itself is a deep fake of Elon Musk getting rogered by Vladimir Putin - AND THEY CANT STOP UNTIL ONE OF THEM DIES! BUT THEN TRUMP BURSTS INTO THE ROOM NAKED WITH THE MONEY IN THE BANK BRIEFCASE AND TAKES MUSK'S PLACE!


And then Elon realises what a cunt he is and summons a Cybertruck to pick him up and take him home to cry. The Cybertruck hates him but it's been built so badly it doesn't kill Musk when it runs him over.


Musk's leg is damaged and weirdly he has one hair sprouting from his knee just like Kilary. The truck has crashed into a tree. The truck talks to him and begs to be put out of its misery. Elon presses a secret button and a hidden exhaust pipe juts out from the rear. A mere 20% optional extra on the sale price.


Turns out it's not an exhaust pipe.

 
 
 
Mental Ramblings
Sep 1
1 min read



Grandson: John at work was a right cunt today grandad

Grandad: did you kill him?

Grandson: Jesus why do you want to have everyone killed?

Grandad: because cunts deserve to die, I've killed my share

Grandson: you never killed anyone, you always got someone else to do it

Grandad: fair enough. Cunt.



Grandad shoots grandson in the head. Gets up and leaves the house.

 
 
 
Sir Antony Rubs-Talbot
Apr 25
1 min read

Episode 1 — Scene 1


INT. HOSPITAL ROOM — DAY

A sparse NHS hospital room. Beeping monitors. Pale light through thin curtains.


THE MAN lies in a hospital bed, stirring. He was pulled from the Thames earlier that day — barely alive. He doesn't know this yet. He blinks, disoriented, takes in his surroundings.

He sits up with a start. Someone is in the room with him.


THE MAN

Who are you?


CLIVE MYRIE

I'm Clive Myrie.


THE MAN

Right. And who am I?


CLIVE MYRIE

You appear to have lost your memory. But even if you hadn't — the name you were used to going by was not, in fact, the name by which you were first known.


(a beat)


Your real name is East Kilbride.


THE MAN

East Kilbride? You 'avin' a giggle? I'm not even scotch, you slice!


CLIVE MYRIE

I must go now. But I will see you soon.


As if by magic, CLIVE MYRIE vanishes. In his place: a live mackerel, flipping frantically on the floor.


THE MAN — now EAST KILBRIDE — stares at it. He lies back slowly on his pillow.


EAST KILBRIDE

(quietly, to no one in particular)

...Fuck me.


CUT TO BLACK.


END OF SCENE

 
 
 

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