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Entries from January 2008

Lenny Kravitz Leaks Like Elton John When He Sits

January 31, 2008 · 2 Comments

Lenny Kravitz has recorded a new album and he’s got an important message for us all. That’s right, it’s time for a Love Revolution, ya’ll! Why? Because Lenny Kravitz said so. Look at him. He’s serious. You can see it in his chiseled good looks. Love is the answer to all the world’s problems. It’s so simple, why didn’t The Beatles or U2 or Bob Dylan ever think of it? Because Lenny is a true original, and he knows a thing or two about love. How does Lenny know so much about love, you ask? From touring the world and fucking anything that moves, that’s how. We’re talking life changing love. The kind of love that saves the world. The kind of love that disarms bombs and brings about peace. You may need a side of penicillin with that love, but trust him, it’s worth it.

On a related note, I wonder if the black guy and the Jew in Lenny cancel each other out, leaving him with an average size dick.

Categories: Celebrity Shit Heads · Douchebaggery · Elton John · Half Breeds · Lenny Kravitz · Love Revolution · Music

This Is What Happens When You Find A Stranger In The Alps

January 30, 2008 · No Comments

Coincidently, this is also what happens when you feed a stoner scrambled eggs.

The TV edit of The Big Lebowski is almost as funny as the uncut film. It should have been included as an extra on the DVD release. I’d like to think that the Coen’s had something to do with the creative ADR, but who knows…

And just to keep things current, he is the purported first official photo from the set of the Coen’s latest, Burn After Reading, which I stole from I Watch Stuff, who probably stole it from some other jerk.

George and Frances at a screening of Intolerable Cruelty

Coming off a career high with No Country For Old Men, this will hopefully be better than the last clunker the Coen’s made with Clooney, which in all fairness was only mediocre when compared to the shit-bucket that was The Lady Killers.

Categories: Big Lebowski · Branded! · Burn After Reading · Chinese Dentist · Coen Brothers · Corvette · Film · Jeff Bridges · John Goodman · Larry Sellers · Television

Orcas Want To Fuck The Shit Out Of Our Women

January 29, 2008 · 6 Comments

Time to get back to my roots. I’m swearing off the topical celebrity news posts. One here and there is okay, but it is getting out of control. The proliferation of gossip as news is a blemish on the fair buttocks of lady journalism. So I’m keeping it real and blogging back to basics. You know what that means. Time to get ready for some hot lady on large aquatic mammal action!

Longtime readers will remember a previous post wherein I implored them for help in finding the artist of the picture below. I received little assistance, and the genius of said artist is still going unrecognized.

They call him Flipper…

I had to take matters into my own hands. With a little digging, I came across Calafia Central, a repository for some of the most amateurish and unsettling erotic art I have ever seen. The few pictures I have posted here are by far the best, technically speaking. The rest look like they were drawn by a horny 12 year-old with an action figure fetish. Definitely NOT safe for work! I am now probably on some sort of FBI watch list.

All pictures copyright the pervert that made them

I never did find out that artist’s name, but I did discover that in addition to our friendly neighborhood delphinics, there are plenty of Orca fetishists out there (and muscle bound lizard people and hairy wolfbeast and half man half Thundercat fetishists, but that is a whole other post.) If you care to see any of the pictures in their full, uncensored glory, feel free to visit Calafia. Tell ‘em thejamminjabber sent you.

I wish I needed two parental advisories to cover my fun-time parts.
Once you go Orca, you never go… blorca???

Categories: Animal Hijinks · Art · Bestiality · Delphinic Zoophilia · Orca Sex · Sexuality

New Address

January 25, 2008 · No Comments



In an act of impulse buying, I have purchased the domain name www.thejamminjabber.com, so update your bookmarks accordingly (all 2 of you.) No more pesky “wordpress” in the web address. Free at last!

Disclaimer: This in no way implies an increase in content or quality on my part.

Categories: Housekeeping · Mail Order Brides · Naked Lesbian Oil Wrestling · The Meaning of Life · Unicorns

Jamie Lynn Spears Has Seen Juno One Too Many Times

January 24, 2008 · No Comments

I warned you people. That’s right. You people. Dumb rednecks and their inbred children. This is what happens when you let your stupid kids watch something other than Disney movies. Jamie Lynn Spears thinks she’s Juno now, and trust me, she’s a lot less witty. The only time she’s heard the term “home skillet” was when her mama was cookin’ up some grits. No more flapjacks, though. She’s gonna have a permanent pair between her legs.

And since when did dropping the kids off at mom’s house constitute adoption? If that were the case, we’d all be foster children.

Categories: Celebrity Shit Heads · Film · Jamie Lynn Spears · Juno · Teen Pregnancy · Underage Pussy

Heath Ledger Kills Terry Gilliam’s Movie

January 23, 2008 · No Comments

Courtesy of Just Jared (obviously)

And now for something completely different.

Poor Terry Gilliam. Heath Ledger’s untimely death (see previous post) has left the director high and dry. According to Us Magazine, an anonymous source from the set of The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus has confirmed that production has shut down and the crew has been laid off.This makes movie number two for Gilliam. The guy can’t catch a break.

This also isn’t the first time death has prevented Gilliam from bringing his artistic vision to the screen. A sequel to 1981’s Time Bandits (Time Bandits 2: Electric Bandiloo) never happened due to the death of a number of the original cast members. Those little bastards have short life spans.

***UPDATE***

Rumor has it that Terry Gilliam is thinking of asking Johnny Depp to take over Ledger’s role and complete the film. How would that work, you ask? Just a little something called “magical alternate realities”, maybe you’ve heard of them?

Categories: Film · Heath Ledger · Johnny Depp · Midgets · Terry Gilliam · The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus

Director Terry Gilliam Kills Heath Ledger?

January 22, 2008 · 7 Comments

Corky Thatcher, all growed up

Actor Heath Ledger was found dead today in a Manhattan apartment from an apparent drug related suicide. According to police, Ledger was found naked and unconscious next to a pile of prescription medication by his masseuse. Initial reports erroneously claimed the apartment to be owned by Mary-Kate Olsen, until it was discovered that the pills in question were not for dieting. Ledger was 28 years old.

The actor was in the process of filming Terry Gilliam’s The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus. Gilliam’s productions are notoriously problematic, leading some to go as far as to say the director is cursed. Disagreements with studio heads, financial problems, injury and even acts of god have all plagued Gilliam films in the past. Now death can be added to that list.

This is ironic considering the pictures of Ledger on the set of Parnassus that circulated the web a few weeks back. Misleading headlines such as Heath Ledger Hangs Himself prompted mild outrage within the blogosphere. If you ask me, so called journalists should be more responsible.

UPDATE:
A rep for the Ledger family is saying that the death was accidental, and if you ask me, I’d be inclined to agree. You don’t get all naked and call for a masseuse if you are planning on killing yourself. More info HERE.

Categories: Drugs · Film · Heath Ledger · Mary-Kate Olsen · Suicide · Terry Gilliam · The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus

You’re The Best! Around! Obligatory Year-End Lists

January 22, 2008 · 2 Comments

The last thing this world needs is another batch of Top 10 lists from some no-talent jackass, but trust me, I’ve got good taste in shit.

The Top 10 Films I Saw In The Theater In 2007

10. The Poughkeepsie Tapes
09. Truck Stop Boys 7: Meaty Mouthfuls
08. Sunshine
07. Eastern Promises
06. King of Kong
05. Michael Clayton
04. Taxidermia
03. Zodiac
02. There Will Be Blood
01. No Country For Old Men

I didn’t get to see all the awards contenders this year (screw you, Atonement!) but who has the time? Number 1 was a toss up between Blood and No Country. Ultimately I went with No Country, because it was a near pitch perfect adaptation, whereas Blood was a great film, despite some flaws. Also high on my list was David Fincher’s Zodiac, which I felt got lost in the shuffle of inferior year-end flics.

I also included a couple films I saw at the Tribeca Film Festival, which technically weren’t released in’07. Taxidermia, which I have already professed my love for here, and The Poughkeepsie Tapes, which has potential, if they don’t continue to fuck up the marketing.

Top 10 Worst Films I Saw In The Theater

10. Southland Tales
09. Southland Tales
08. Southland Tales
07. Southland Tales
06. Southland Tales
05. Southland Tales
04. Southland Tales
03. Southland Tales
02. Southland Tales
01. Southland Tales

Dishonorable mention: Southland Tales

Top CDs I Pirated Purchased (in no particular order, except for #1)

Neon Bible - The Arcade Fire, Planet of Ice - Minus The Bear, New Moon - Elliot Smith, Orchestra of Wolves - Gallows, Truck Stop Boys 7 Original Soundtrack: Sounds of the Meat, We Were Dead Before The Ship Even Sank - Modest Mouse, Autumn of the Seraphs - Pinback, Ire Works - Dillinger Escape Plan

01. In Rainbows - Radiohead

Honestly, is there a band better than Radiohead?

Best Books of 2007

Out of the 25 or so books I read last year, only a handful were published in ‘07. So I’ve gotta say, hands down, the best book of ‘07 would have to be Zeroville, by Steve Erickson.

The only other book that even comes close is the autobiography, Slash, which is terribly written, but does include the classic anecdote about the time Izzy jizzed on Slash’s leg while they were double-teaming some whore.

There you have it, folks. My contributions to the glut of useless year-end opinions. As you can see, I’m bad at making lists.

Categories: Books · Dillinger Escape Plan · Film · In Rainbows · Music · No Country For Old Men · Opinions Are Like Assholes · Radiohead · Slash · Steve Erickson · There Will Be Blood · Zeroville

2007: A Year In Review

January 18, 2008 · 2 Comments

And what a year it’s been, ladies and gentleman. Since our humble inception in March of ‘07, in a birth that could be described as more histrionic than historic, we have been forcing our uninformed opinions on the masses. Despite a marked decline in content these past couple months, our readership has increased exponentially. On the strength of Jamie Lynn’s vagina alone, we managed to log a record 4,195 hits for the month of December. You’d be surprised how many searches for “underage pussy” bring people to this blog. Don’t they arrest people for that? Anyway, thanks to that resilient little vag, we should be cruising past the 5,000 hit mark this month, as well as the 20,000 hit milestone.

Some of the year’s highlights include:

In no small feat of investigative journalism, I infiltrated an internet celebrity role-playing ring, after raising ire with my interpretation of Jakob Dylan’s One Headlight.

Our good friend, kfugrip, an ever vigilant skeptic, incurred the wrath of zoophiles everywhere by inciting a flame war over the validity of dolphin sex claims.

In a rare moment of personal vulnerability, I chronicled my shame in the fact that Criss Angel did magic at my mother’s wedding.

One of the biggest highlights of my year, and the only thing remotely resembling real journalism, was my interview with author Steve Erickson for chuckpalahniuk.net. Unfortunately for Steve, my post about the interview was sandwiched between all the other garbage on this site.

And let’s not forget the aforementioned pregnancy of Jamie Lynn Spears, which is responsible for our current spike in hits.

Stay tuned, because we’ve got some great things in store for the new year and our upcoming anniversary. I’ve been doing a little research into this crazy thing we call the internet, and it turns out you can actually promote stuff! That means we’ll be pimping our RSS feed, as well as utilizing blog search/social sites like Technorati and Digg. If you dig it, Digg it. That’s how all the cool kids give e-kudos.

Add to Technorati Favorites

Digg!

It already seems to be working. Since submitting a handful of posts to Digg last night, we have already crossed the 350 hit mark for today. That’s 150 more than our previous best!

We are now also a member of something called Humor-Blogs.com, because we are a blog and we are humorous. Click on the banner below to check out some funny shit, and because it helps our standing in said community.

Humor-Blogs.com

That about wraps it up. Happy belated New Year, from all of us here at thejamminjabber! Thanks for reading!

Categories: Bestiality · Celebrity Shit Heads · Delphinic Zoophilia · Jakob Dylan · Jamie Lynn Spears · Music · Opinions Are Like Assholes · Statistics · Steve Erickson · Teen Pregnancy · Underage Pussy · Vagina

Juno Is A Subversive Manifesto Rife With Reverse Sexism

January 17, 2008 · 5 Comments

Juno is a light-hearted romp through the subject of teen pregnancy that is undermined by it’s own self awareness. It is filled with quirky dialog that teenagers weened from the teat of Napoleon Dynamite will endlessly quote. Dialog that will have your grandmother playfully referring to her “vag”. It has a hip, indie soundtrack full of precocious acoustic numbers and poorly strummed chords. It makes appropriate use of “it” awkward guy, Michael Cera, who is great at what he does, but is quickly becoming a one-note actor.

Despite all that, once the movie settled in and stopped trying so hard, I succeeded in choking back the bile and actually began to enjoy it. Plus, I had just been subjected to the Mad Money trailer, and I didn’t want any residual rage to cloud my judgment.

But it isn’t all lactation and mucus plugs. Underneath all the quirkiness lies an insidious subtext. A man honest enough to admit he is not ready for parenthood is a bad person, while a love-starved, baby-crazy mess of a woman will make a great single mother.

By allowing Jason Bateman’s character to bond with Juno, the implication is that he has the emotional maturity of a 16 year old. (Granted, he also seems to develop some sort of romantic feelings towards the pregnant teenager, but that is neither here nor there.) His wife, who will surely smother the poor bastard child to death with love, is seen as the savior, rescuing the infant and providing the requisite happy ending.

The kid probably would have been better off being aborted, but then the film would have ended at the 20 minute mark and been a whole lot less funny.

I am the one on the far left…

Categories: Abortion · Diablo Cody · Film · Juno · Michael Cera · Napoleon Dynamite · Reverse Sexism · Strippers · Teen Pregnancy · Underage Pussy