So I just had someone really unexpected buy iRooster. Suffice it to say, I really don’t like his music, he’s been on TRL a lot, and you’ve undoubtedly heard of his band. Weird. Just profoundly fucking weird. Anyway, I salute you, mystery musician....
I am trying to make things right in the world again. In a fit of despair I emailed Ben Folds’ brother, Chuck Folds. “Dear Chuck,” I write, “I am a freaky psychopath trying to right a great karmic imbalance after mystery musician bought my software...
“Sure, you’re right, I can’t break into OS 9. But I can’t telnet into a fucking rock now, either, can I?”
This website is really, really wrong. But funny as hell. I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to let the six of you reading this in on this phenomenally inappropriate joke. (and I, for one, salute our new zombie overlords)
So, the next time I have trouble with ceasing my poop-eating I will know where to turn. Credit goes to Boing Boing on this one.
