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Wordgasm is a portmanteau of words and orgasm, “word whoring” to put, an intellectual ejaculation of words and lexicons and sesquipedalians and googlewhacks and such, where cliches are strictly prohibited and stereotypes are burnt at stake. Nihil sub sole novum, the Ecclesiastes say; there is nothing new under the sun. It is only but the words that grant the world a whole new spectrum of perception. And the point is? I have no idea.
Call me Tobey. I’m twentyish, with a gender that involves a vagina. I live in Quezon City. And I go to the University of the Philippines, taking an academic course that requires a large vocabulary and stupendous amounts of imagination. How do you get that? You quaff a gallon of black coffee and gawk at your empty bank account. That would be enough inspiration. More »
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Friday :: 04 January 2008 :: 06:37
1. Ninja
- Ninjas don’t sweat, not even during ninja sex.
- A ninja fart can wipe out a small village.
- They can change wardrobes in one second.
- They can stop time and move in alarming speed.
- They don’t smoke; they use smoke bombs, or fart bombs.
- Ninjas can do parkour better.
- They can detect a fly in the dark and cut it in half with a sword.
- They have a wicked sense of humor.
- They evaporate when they die.
- They created the internet.
- Goal: To protect and defend their moneyed clients, and to annihilate all humans without the ninja genetic code.
2. Pirate
- “ARRRR” answers every question.
- Eyepatch, boots, hook, peg leg—they can change wardrobes faster than ninjas. Because they don’t change at all.
- Their smell wilts plants.
- They are closet Spongebob Square Pants zealots.
- Their alcohol tolerance is like that of water to fish.
- They don’t cry, except in the case of a wrecked ship loaded with rum.
- They never use the word “fabulous”.
- They incessantly moan “ARRRR” during pirate sex.
- A pirate will never ever raise his pinky when drinking any sort of beverage.
- They wear gold teeth and die without them.
- They pirate the internet.
- Goal: Arrrr, gold.
3. Mafia Leader
- Mafia Leaders wear spiffy Italian suits.
- Narcotics, gambling, prostitution—their corporation works internationally without being detected.
- If they hate you, they’ll gunshot your family, your family’s friends, and your family’s friends’ friends.
- They don’t smile. They smile only when conspiring a vendetta.
- They smoke cigars like a volcano.
- They smoke cigars while having sex.
- They have a rough, bedroom voice due to cigar abuse.
- Police corruption, extortion, racketeering—they own The System.
- They are above or below, but never in, The System.
- They always carry two guns—one loaded with bullets, the other loaded with water. Water pistol, that, just to scare a motherfucker away.
- Their twats are so big they’d always have to sit with their legs open.
- They own an intelligence network called the internet.
- Goal: Financial world domination through underground international allies.
4. Hacker
- Hackers sell viagra on the side.
- They can penetrate The System, or any system thereof, but they can’t penetrate women.
- They are phone phreakers—they can tap any telecommunication network, and can blackmail you or sell your personal information.
- They’re adept in code breaking, including space alien language.
- They’re backed up by legions of aliens.
- They make crop circles during their past time.
- They’re excellent history-makers; they can fabricate any story, circulate it in the internet, and make it a fact.
- They look like Neville Longbottom, plus the acne, bacne (back acne), bad posture, hideous teeth, bad breath, and smelly underwear.
- They love porn and chat sex.
- Wussy hackers work for Mafia Leaders.
- They can steal your information, be you, and live your life.
- They have a computer, food delivery, and porn—why should they leave the house?
- Neuromancer, their bible.
- Goal: To overthrow The System.
5. Anonymous Infamous Novelist
- AINs are information whores and StumbleUpon addicts.
- They always assume a male pseudonym.
- They love to write about “The Grid” or The System.
- They are similarly hygiene deficient—acne, bacne, bad posture, hideous teeth, bad breath, and smelly underwear.
- Their internet connection is always satellite based.
- They can sweep anyone off his/her feet by scribbling poetry on tissue paper.
- When responding to emails, they incessantly correct everyone’s grammar and spelling and point out their typos, but don’t otherwise respond to the content of their messages.
- They think and type in the amphetamine-speed of two hundred words per minute.
- Goal: To revolutionize the ideals of society.
More to come:
- Assassinator
- Pricey Artwork Pilferer and Merchant
- Spy / Insider / Terrorist
- Atheistic Pope or Mother Superior
- Futurama Scriptwriter
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