Zoot's Low Budget Productions

https://stiletto.com/p-56-16-oz-titanium-milled-face-curved-18-framer.aspx

Okay, there it is. Now what do I do... email em, call em, what? Actually, I think this is something you would be very good at handling. So if you could go ahead and contact them regarding this matter, that would be great.

"All Stiletto products are covered by a one-year warranty against defects in materials and workmanship, with proof of purchase."

That's a negative, ghost rider. It ain't happinin'.

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bruford off the beat with the china plate....

Second part of what began as a magnificent rant... but the file size was 1,567,893 MB and I think I blew up the sendvid server trying to upload it. So I'll edit it down later and upload it. Until then you won't know what's going on at this part of our story.

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how you gonna do it if you really don't want to dance... by standing on the wall?

http://sendvid.com/6jghkjhz

I saw them. I saw the sylph.

http://sendvid.com/n9ggd7o4

Promethean75 a.k.a. "Mc Ashtray" does "warning" by biggie smalls... the wack, white guy version...

https://vocaroo.com/i/s0BXsgsZzPAj

Biggie: Who the fuck is this? Paging me at 5:46
In the morning, crack of dawn and
Now I'm yawning, wipe the cold out my eye
See who's this paging me and why?
It's my nigga, Pop, from the barbershop
Told me he was in the gambling spot and heard the intricate plot
Of niggas wanna stick me like flypaper, neighbor
Slow down love, please chill, drop the caper

Pop: Remember them niggas from the hill up in Brownsville
That you rolled dice with, smoked blunts and got nice with?

Biggie: Yeah my nigga Fame up in Prospect
Nah them my niggas nah love wouldn't disrespect

Pop: I didn't say them, they schooled me to some niggas
That you knew from back when, when you was clocking minor figures
Now they heard you're blowing up like nitro
And they wanna stick the knife through your windpipe slow
So, thank Fame for warning me 'cause now I'm warning you
I got the MAC, nigga tell me what you gonna do

Biggie: Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper

Pop: They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexus
With the Texas license plates out of state
They heard about the pounds you got down in Georgetown
And they heard you got half of Virginia locked down
They even heard about the crib you bought your moms out in Florida
The Fifth Corridor

Biggie: Call the coroner!
There's gonna be a lot of slow singing and flower bringing
If my burglar alarm starts ringing
What ya think all the guns is for?
All-purpose war, got the Rottweilers by the door
And I feed 'em gunpowder, so they can devour
The criminals trying to drop my decimals
Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my cream
And it ain't a dream, things ain't always what it seem
It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see your picture
Now they wanna grab they guns and come and get ya
Bet ya Biggie won't slip
I got the Calico with the Black Talons loaded in the clip
So I can rip through the ligaments
Put the fuckers in a bad predicament, where all the foul niggas went
Touch my cheddar, feel my Beretta
Buck! What I'ma hit you with you motherfuckers better duck
I bring pain, bloodstains on what remains
Of his jacket, he had a gun he shoulda packed it
Cocked it, extra clips in my pocket
So I can reload and explode on you rasshole
I fuck around and get hardcore
C-4 to your door, no beef no more nigga
Feel the rough, scandalous
The more weed smoke I puff, the more dangerous
I don't give a fuck about you or your weak crew
What you gonna do when Big Poppa comes for you?
I'm not running, nigga I bust my gun and
Hold on, I hear somebody coming

Team promethean75 and lil' kim; queen bitch

https://vocaroo.com/i/s0OmsnN0W6Ff

"... you niggas got some audacity... you sold a million, now you're half of me, get off my dick. kick it, bitch..." - biggie

promethean75 a.k.a. 'MC Ashtray' does 'Humpty Dance'...

https://vocaroo.com/i/s1bHNaFlzjtT

promethean75 a.k.a. 'MC Ashtray' does 'when it gets gangsta' by the geto boys.

https://vocaroo.com/i/s0Io7iBILgEM

note to my fans: the track isn't perfect, but my niggas in the studio think it's good enough to be aired.

I was going to use an instrumental version and do the song myself, but couldn't find one with the backing chorus vocals.

When it get gangsta..
When it get gangsta, yeah
When it get gangsta - will these motherfuckers ride or die
When it get gangsta, yeah
Bitch nigga you ain't no soldier, you gon' hide and cry
Well let me tell you a lil' somethin 'bout the niggaz I roll with
We chin check bitches, we don't go for that ho shit
Come to the Bloody Nickel tryin to stunt
Fifty thou' say I knock yo' ass out with one punch
And I don't care how many gangsta rap songs you listen to
Or the fact you smoke weed and pack a gun, I see the bitch in you
I ain't just {?} shells, be sparkin the marks
I'll put a clip in you like it's a walk in the park
You can try to make bond, but I'ma stick to the script
Hit you with the pistol grip and make your L-dog flip
Youse a punk, youse a bitch, I'll say it to your face
Youse a punk youse a bitch that testified for the state
All them cowards watchin your back, just don't matter
All I gotta do is cap one and the rest gon' scatter
You click on easy targets and cats who don't bust back
Niggaz thinkin y'all the real but tell me this
When it get gangsta - is your niggaz gonna fight or run?
When it get gangsta, yeah
The niggaz that be bumpin they be tuckin they tongue
When it get gangsta - will these motherfuckers ride or die
When it get gangsta, yeah
Bitch nigga you ain't no soldier, you gon' hide and cry
Pussies fabricated, I'm made, you hoes made up
I speak like I live it doggie, you hoes hate us
I cook and rock it cause all you hoes cake up
I'm ridin on all of you stupid hoes, pay up
What's all this wolfin niggaz is barkin, come fuck with me fool
And I'ma put a hole inside yo' ass with this tool
Seven shots, niggaz is gutter, we get in yo' shit
Talkin greasy like you runnin somethin, squeezin your dick
What is you itchin', what's real nigga? Call from the block
Loud talkin like you scared niggaz, boy youse a mark
You know real niggaz move quiet and quick to get dirt
Put this pistol up against your jersey, squeeze it and skirt
Murder be dirty {?} but that's in the plan
And here's somethin that you can't understand
How I can just up and five-finger kill me a man
This game right here for real, you niggaz playin, but
When it get gangsta - is your niggaz gonna fight or run?
When it get gangsta, yeah
The niggaz that be bumpin they be tuckin they tongue
When it get gangsta - will these motherfuckers ride or die
When it get gangsta, yeah
Bitch nigga you ain't no soldier, you gon' hide and cry
Niggaz always tell me how real I sound when I flow
That's cause the shit I talk about, I done done it befo'
Other rappers mouth off, that's just protection talk
I done robbed, sold dope, squeezed and left 'em in chalk
Yeah, them hard styles ain't about nuttin cocksucker
Lookin mean ain't never killed a motherfucker
So what you been to the pen and they call you a killer
I still draw this Desert E and spit at you nigga
My mind is made up, there's balls in my word
Any bastard that fucked with mine gon' get scurred
Keep thinkin I'm playin, keep thinkin I'm kiddin
I'll bust yo' motherfuckin head wide open like a watermelon
Homeboy 'bout to get his ass whupped blue
And he gon' probably sue, cause that's what pussies do
Some say it ain't worth it but fuck that shit
I'd rather die like a soldier than to live like a bitch

talking to a huey transport door gunner in vietnam...

https://vocaroo.com/i/s060XE4Hlu0E

@satyr
   
(this)
   
russell gets thumbs up for the introduction and summary of nietzsche's ideas, but thumbs down for the criticism. it's the socialist/humanist in russell shining through here, and being a man who is intelligent enough to understand nietzsche such that he is terrified to the fullest extent by what's he found, he resorts to attempting an effortless critique with very little explanation in order to shut nietzsche down asap. reducing nietzsche quotes to simple formula when in fact they are full of a depth that is impervious to such abbreviated interrogation and ad hominem attack. shame on russell! he musta thought his only audience would be first year philosophy students?
   
russell belongs in and is master of a different kind of language game; logic. he has no business venturing into the labyrinths of nietzsche's poetry and prose, because he'll only end up getting lost or offended or both. russell hath a noble pipe, but he hath not noble ears.
   
this is not to say that particular points of nietzsche's thought can't be critiqued, only that it can't be done that fast. that video was full of slick little informal fallacies and rhetorical sleights of hand. sounded more like a prosecutors opening statements than a reasonable critique.
   
have you seen the 'bertrand russell by friedrich nietzsche' video? no, you haven't, because nietzsche didn't have a youtube account. but if he did, you'd be eating russell sprouts right now instead of hating on fritz.

ecmandusattva wrote:You'll have bums on the streets working mind control programs for decades, who do a job for the CIA and get tens of millions of dollars after their job is done.

I don't know who told you that, but they're full of shit. All I get is a few tax breaks, medical benefits, and a lifetime subscription to popular science magazine. The fuckers won't cut me a check. Said they can't leave a paper trail. I was like "but you rule the world, why the fuck not?", and the dude was like "our superiors won't let us, that's why."

Wait... They have superiors? Oh this is getting good.

satyr wrote:And now he's a post-modern superstar, beloved icon for narcissists and cynics, alike.

instead of pigeonholing him and reducing him down to something you can comprehend and therefore attack (though on misplaced terms), you ought to understand that he is pretty much loved by everyone... even those who hate him. his 'stardom' stands in his incredible skill as a thinker and especially, a writer. so much so that even to believe he is wrong is something quite different from experiencing animosity toward him. he's too fantastic to feel such animosity, and anybody who has a brain and a library card has gotten something from nietzsche. but you didn't say 'only narcissists and cynics', so i'll give you the benefit of the doubt.

satyr wrote:Men-Children have adopted him as their super-hero; an idealized father-figure, standing in for a masculine example to be emulated.
Like all dead, or absent father-figures, he is idolized by children who can never overcome him.
Father-figures are idolized by their sons, beginning the process of ascent and overcoming that boy must go through to become a man. The necessary step of becoming aware of your idolized fahtr's failings, cannot be finalized when the worshipped one is dead, or absent - like Abraham's God. So, there can't be a surpassing, trapping boys in perpetual adolescence, forever recalling their dead-father, who attains supernatural status.

so then it would be reasonable to request that you provide this statistics report showing that everybody who admires nietzsche and idolizes him either has a dead father, or a father who was/is not present in their lives?

satyr wrote:I approach him as a well-read psychoanalytic, gifted in prose-writing, objective reporter of life and humanity. An 'objective reporter/observer', like I like to think of myself, but unlike myself one that never invested in what he was critiquing.

sounds great, and how is that much different than anyone else who's read him? these nietzsche idolaters... what do they do? are you talking about the people who have nietzsche posters in their bedrooms and oversized moustaches on their face? how does one 'idolize' a philosopher, anyway... what does that amount to? you mean uncritically accept everything he's ever said... those kinds of people? but then what if they truly believe in what has been said, and the matter of who said it is coincidental? if i believed that classical conditioning is a true scientific principle, would that mean i idolize pavlov?

you better slow down kiddo or you'll end up going mad like fritz did. you are a very, very angry young man. remember the wisdom of you're greek stoa and the shwartz will shirley be with you.

so i went to this 'study group' out of town a few days ago. these folks are jordan peterson fans... a small collective of upper-middle class folks around their late twenties who get together at bar/resturants to eat and be intellectual for a couple hours. i'm not a peterson fan but i'll take what i can get. any intellectuals are better than no intellectuals. so i've already got it in my head that it's not going to be an earth shaking event... i can tell this by just looking at the pics of these people. not radical enough for this fringe philosopher. then i figured i'll just go to a) give them a chance to sweep me off my feet, and b) see if these two chicks are as good as they look in their pics. so i put on my best fruit-of-the-loom sweat pants and t-shirt and headed for the bar.

now the one chick came with her boyfriend who kinda looked like a mod version of bob dylan. she was cute, but off limits. the other chick, however... well she didn't look terrible, but not like the pic. we order our food and begin the introductions. you state your name and answer the question; what book would you recommend? now i'm panicking because there's so many good books, you know? but they're making their way around the circle fast as fuck and i can't think. so what do i do? i just blurt out some random book that comes to mind; consciousness explained by daniel dennett (i haven't even read this book). so now they're staring at me waiting for me to say something about it, right? fuck. so i start in about intentional systems and emergent materialism and all this other shit i know is in the book but haven't read. i pulled it off... perhaps too well. in fact i think i was a little intimidating and maybe went on longer than i should have. but it was the kind of thing where you watch for behavioral cues that tell you 'okay wrap it up dude', and i didn't see any. in fact, they seemed to be hanging on my every word. fuck man i didn't know what to do. like where does one stop when talking about this shit? there is enough to say to fill a book, ya know.

anyway the meeting began as discussion about peterson but quickly drifted into several different directions and became something of an unruly symposium. then it happened. the quirky chick that didn't look as good as her pic suddenly dominates the whole table and renders everyone speechless. she said the name, the name that middle-upper class american protestants who drive hybrid cars and listen to the dave matthews band, absolutely dread; friedrich nietzsche. time stops. the hair on the back of my neck rises. i look across the table and meet her eyes. she reaches into her tattered purse and pulls out with lightining speed an old, dog earred paperback copy of thus sprake zarathustra, holds it up in front of her as if it were a golden shield, and continues her sermon with feverish force as we all just sit there and stare, speechless. you shoulda seen her. she's like that chick from the breakfast club... the weird one in the back with the dark hair, remember her? she even had a sweater on that was two sizes too big. what a fucking trip THIS scene was. like i wish i had been recording it.

so now chaos breaks out because the christians aren't having it. dude number one attacks zarathustra chick... dude number two steps in to defend zarathustra chick, other chick tries to calm everyone down and dude number three attacks her... then other chick's boyfriend attacks dude number three. all this time the other two dudes got their own argument going over to the side. it was glorious. all i could do was sit back and eat my triple layer chicken and bacon nachos and listen intently.

this goes on for what seems like fifteen minutes until i put the last nacho into my mouth with an audible crunch, wipe my face with the napkin, slide the empty dish forward, check my phone for notifications, and raise my hand a little; 'so do you guys usually focus on discussing jordan peterson in the meetings or are they kinda like an improvisation?'

they all looked at me like i had just commited a crime and fell silent. the leader dude spoke up; 'well usually but it doesn't matter... we end up talking about anything... whatever happens.'

oh cool, i say. well regarding what has just transpired, i too am a big fan of nietzsche and i should like to come to his defense here. no seriously, i said it just like that; 'i should like to come to his defense.' now they're all thinking; 'wtf is this guys deal? is he using the king's english?' then zarathustra chick blurts out; 'oh you like nietzsche too?!' 'i am a nietzschean specialist, madam. no i'm kidding. yeah i love his stuff.' now she starts drilling me like an army seargent, asking me this that and the other thing. 'twilight, chapter four section 2?' 'WRONG. wanderer and his shadow, chapter five.' omg it was so funny. i mean the others... their faces while zarathustra chick and i are going back and forth. we took it so far over their heads they couldn't get a word in. i mean they were intelligent people, but not really into the older philosophers... more about modern dudes like harris and peterson and such. in any case what i was trying to do was resolve the argument that had begun earlier when zarathustra chick jumped on the christian dude after he said some something about church and state. it started there, but quickly became an inquisition lead by zarathustra chick about the ridiculousness of christian doctrine and any attempt to prove the existence of it's god.

so i go straight for the jugular and hit em with all that shit they never learned about; critique of the ontological and cosmological arguments, the circular reasoning of negative theology, the dubious nature of revelatory knowledge, the burden of logical proof, the infinite regress of first causes, the archeological and historical disproof of biblical content, on and on. so now they aren't liking me... and i knew that would happen before i even got there. like i said, not radical enough, but i had to give em a shot.

eventually we all simmer down and the subject changes, but i could sense that their pleasant demeanor toward me was contrived, after that. me being such a great guy, i decide to change modes and start agreeing with them... but in a devious socratic way. i don't want them to ostracize me, but i'll be damned if i let them lead. so now i'm trying to surgically place questions that will get them to be critical of their own claims, while pretending to be in agreement with their premises. old socratic trick, nuthin to it.

all in all i don't regret going. the nachos were delicious and zarathustra chick was thoroughly entertaining. little too weird for my tastes though so i didn't bust any moves on her. the other's were just filler material. uninteresting and benign.

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'the proof is in the pudding' is not always just a figure of speech...

https://ibb.co/s3BSzbh

Como puede ser verdad?

(... last night i dreamt of some bagel?)

delphine has contracted my services to slay a dragon that's risen from an ancient dragon burial site. I have decided to accept the task, as I am of the rare 'dragonborn' (ability to absorb their powers) and am especially adept at killing them.

what do you say, lydia... let's go slay us a dragon. bring your bow. the plan is to harass him with arrows and force him to land. and once that mutha touches down, i'm gonna turn his ass into dragon burger.

http://sendvid.com/iysxss5k