I was having a really, really bad day. TheMan and… Well, it doesn’t matter. What matters is that I had 2 choices: Get really pissed off and smash shit or drink heavily. I chose to drink heavily because if I smash shit I will have to clean it up. Hello? Makes sense right?
Anyway, it’s 6:51pm EST on a Thursday evening and I have RUN THROUGH a bottle of wine. Yuppers, people, Jinxi’s drunk blogging. Doesn’t that make you feel all warm and fuzzy? Feel free to lie and tell me “yes”1. So anyway…
Guess what I did in my present condition? I’ll give you a hint, it wasn’t reading those goddamned marketing blogs that tell me how to blog right. I can’t fucking stand those. Holy shitballs, talk about bleeding eyeballs!!! People, for real, stop that shit. Nobody gives two flying shits what you think a good blogger is. Really. It’s yawn inspiring. So stop it. Find some personality for the love of all that’s good and holy. No one likes to read how to be a better blogger from your blog when they can read it from 1,890,378 other blogs. For real, yo, STOP IT. It’s sleepy.
Fuck it all, but I got side tracked. See what happens? Those fuckers will ruin a good buzz. Go away, MMOers!! Anyway, guess what I did? OMG, you will piss your pants!! Or maybe not. You’re probably not drunk and won’t find this nearly as funny as I find it, but that’s ok. I don’t give a flying monkey’s ass.
I rickrolled my daughter’s friend. For real. I was typing some stupid shit out and an IM popped up for her. Well, duh, I had to respond. It would be rude not to, right? So, I sent my daughter’s friend to a link that she just knew would be the bomb-diggity because she thought it was from Lil’ Miss. But sneaky Mama was on the prowl, so I had to have some fun.
I blame it on Jason and all those other fuckers that like to rickroll. DAMN YOU for making my kid’s friend look at Rick Astley!!
Mwahahahaha!!! I think that was the funniest shit that happened all week. If anyone else knows of some teenagers that need rickrolled send ‘em my way. That’s some funny shit right there, for real.
If you are ever bored and want to take your misery out on other people I highly recommend your rickroll some teenagers. For real, yo. It’s heelarious.
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Check this out – it’s the best RickRoll evar, you lush
http://tim.shey.net/post/29118744
My kids are to young. I’ll wait, and then do it, and I’ll be all like, we used to call it rickrolling. And they’ll have to look up first rickrolling, and then Rick Astley! I’ll get a twofer!
In the meantime, O Patience, thou art my goddess! Or muse, whatever.
I never let my kids know that sometimes I get IMs meant for them. I have already learned a lot. Aint worth a roll if I have to give up “hey, tell me abt Mara’s dad, waz he pissed.
@ Jenny, you’re one of us now!
@ Jason, that’s AWESOME!
Yeah Jenny, you’re now in the “all those other fuckers that like to rickroll” club. Your official club beret, vest and neckerchief are in the mail.
OMG, Jason, that was truly epic!! Mwahaha!! Honestly, I was rolling when uber-rich geek dude started saying “rickrolled”- it was indeed teh funnies. I type better drowned in the grape than I do stone sober. What’s up with that?
And, no, I won’t be showing them the goatse anytime soon. Or should I? My kid is so going to hate me when I’m done.
SG,
Oh, it’ll probably be a hundred times better by then. And I’ll still giggle like a little kid. Lil’ Miss was not as amused as I. I wonder why that was?
Deb,
Her friend didn’t know it was me until later- after I rickrolled Lil’ Miss (in an effort to educate her, of course). I don’t have a “Teen to English” dictionary, so I really don’t know if I’m being cool or not. I try to use randomly capitalized letters, and hyper-abbreviated abbreviations, but I’m still learning. Some day.
Lis,
Guilty! I blame you guys. Or whoever it was that introduced me to the whole phenomenon. For the record, I will click on a rickroll link everytime because I am that gullible.
Jason,
I have to wear a beret? Shit! I didn’t know that. I thought we were going to have to peg our pants and wear light-colored trench coats. DAMMIT! Ok, but it better look good on me or that is it.
How can I not like to rickroll? It’s just geek enough for other people to think lame while shady enough for me to laugh hilariously when I do it to unsuspecting link clickers. It’s their fault for trusting me anyway.
The following is a public service message from your no-so-local O’Tim:
You know that rickrolling is the gateway drug to LoriDrewism, right?
Damn, girl, you make me feel old! I had to go look up what rickrolling is. Mind you, I think IM is a tool of the Devil and have totally blocked my kid’s access.
But, now knowing what it is, I think it’s hillarious.
O’Tim,
Uh-Oh. I think I did that backwar…OMG! I just figured out what you meant.
Hmmm, well now that you mention, I do have a tendency to pretend I’m Lil’ Miss on the phone sometimes. Crap! I need help. STAT!
sydwynd,
Don’t feel bad. I had no idea until a week or so ago. Then I was all like “Who can I rickroll? I need someone to rickroll!” I loved it. I will prank all my non-web savvy family members and laugh until I choke. Promise.
On a more serious note, Lil’ Miss’s IMs are all logged. She doesn’t know it, though. But yeah, I can see all of them if I get worried. At this point in time, she’s stuck in the house with me, bored out of her mind, and not scaring the crap out of me late at night. I love it.