Daily Archives: March 20, 2007

Mastodon Owns Your Balls

Any attempt to refute said ownership of your balls would be futile. They belong to Mastodon now. I saw them live and they rocked my balls clean off. I am now sans balls. Their new song on the Aqua Teen movie soundtrack is further proof that when they are not out rockin’, they are at home, counting a huge pile of other people’s balls. Balls which they rocked off, and now own.

Cut You Up With A Linoleum Knife

The lyrics alone make you want to contact a good attorney to ensure that you still in fact own your own balls.

If I see you videotaping this movie
Satan will rain down your throat with hot acid
And saw your testicles
And turn your guts into snakes

This is a copyrighted movie for Time-Warner
If I found you sold it on eBay
I will break into your house and tear your wife in half

He Sees You When You’re Sleeping…

Scopoailuroautoerotophobia

sco·po·pho·bi·a n.

An abnormal fear of being looked at or seen.

ai·lu·ro·pho·bi·a n.

An abnormal fear of cats.

e·ro·to·pho·bi·a n.

A fear of sexual intercourse.

Couldn’t find a clinically diagnosed anxiety disorder already on record, and I wasn’t sure about the nomenclature, so I just used an amalgamation of three existing phobias. In the event of an error on my part, there is a good chance scopoailuroautoerotophobia may actually mean “A fear of watching cats masturbate,” or, the far more disturbing “A fear of being watched while masturbating cats.”

But it makes you think. Is it really so weird to feel uncomfortable engaging in sexual activity with a pet in the room? I would like to put forth that it is the people comfortable with such a display who are the weird ones. Because one day there you are, innocently having sex in front of your animals, and then before you know it you are producing your very own bestiality videos.

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