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PolkOut.com apologizes for its drunken antics! Even for the ones we can't remember.
Forum Update: The free ProBoards forum I've been using is starting to break down. I don't think their server can handle the traffic. If you could, please post in the new forum: www.PolkOut.com/forum. It's hosted on my server, and if that starts getting laggy in the future I can just pay for more bandwidth. I was planning to launch the new forums later, when they actually looked decent, but I guess we'll have to settle for function over form. If any of you users out there can help me alter phpBB 2.0 code for 3.0 use, I'd appreciate it immensely since I don't know my ass from my elbow when it comes to anything vaguely related to coding. Actually, any artistic contribution to the forum would be terrific. You can still check out the old forum, and older pages will still link to it for now, so... uh... do whatever. Quick shit for newcomers: Forum (deviant bullshit), Feedback (fan art, comments, critiques), About (check it out and contribute). Do you have a website of your own you want me to give a shout out to? Want to do a crazy guest strip? You can reach me through that email or on the forums. Upcoming Fan Art Showcase: Whenever I get a substantial amount of fan art (we've got a few submissions on the forum) I'll dedicate a whole update to fan submissions. Go nuts, lets see some creativity and experimentation with style. Weird search that got someone to my site: "fuck japanese airplane". Anyway, quick formalities; I owe forum user Stickfodder a big heaping pile of thanks for getting my stuff up on Skippy's List, so here's a link to his comic (you can find another under the Links section);
I'll have rants up on that site in the future, but long time readers'll probably already be familiar with them (if they've been keeping up with this stuff). So last weekend I got super duper fucking shit-faced. But not before I watched Superman: Doomsday on Cartoon Network. You know... it... well... there was... alright, it was a piece of shit. I don't even know if I ought to really dissect it because I don't think anyone really gives a shit... do you? Do you care that the entire plot hinged on deus ex machina after deus ex machina? That the resolution didn't really make much sense? That the title villain was in it for all of fifteen minutes? I don't know why you would, especially when there's so many better things to do with your time... like show my site to all your friends or huff paint or, fuck, I don't know... roll around in peanut butter and slap your genitals with frozen celery. Asians, in my defense, I was not unprovoked! After a bunch of your people walked over onto my side of the floor, I complemented a few of them on their adorable size. I mean, come on, I could fit these tiny ladies in my pocket! Walk around, hear them jingle jangle with my change. "That'll be five dollars, sir." "Yeah sure," I reach on in, "Oh goodness! Asians!" And my day is brightened. The gentlemen who escorted them were of normal stature--not quite a match for my own towering, Caucasian build, but, you know... a respectable effort. Well anyway, after singing their praises for a few minutes--delivering that ode up there--(it felt like minutes) one little lady got quite irritated, "Well we may be small, but we're the smartest race there is!" "Woah, ho, ho!" I laughed, "Last I checked, 'twas us white folk who invented the steam engine, the computer, the internet, pasteurization, calculus..." She then got really pissed off and started cursing and yelling at me for the rest of the night. Which made me unhappy. Drunken Polkster just wants to be everyone's friend. He just wants hugs and happiness. Not hate. Not angry wonton (ha!) profanity. Anyways, after everyone left I got on AIM and started messaging random folk. I don't know why I prefer talking to women when under the influence, but I messaged quite a lot of 'em, including a bunch I haven't spoken to since high school. Polkster (4:07:51 AM):I am drunk Polkster (4:07:54 AM):so drunk right now Polkster (4:07:59 AM):and you are a great person LadyFriend (4:08:00 AM):woahness LadyFriend (4:08:05 AM):thank you Polkster (4:08:07 AM):I want to hug your soul LadyFriend (4:08:17 AM):i want you to hug my soul Polkster (4:08:21 AM):dude if souls coud hug souls I'd give your soul a long awkward hug with my soul LadyFriend (4:08:38 AM):it would be welcomed Polkster (4:09:33 AM): it'd be the awesomest hug ever Polkster (4:09:36 AM):like I'D BE ON FIRE LadyFriend (4:09:58 AM):you'd be on fire? Polkster (4:10:13 AM):EPIC FIRE Polkster (4:10:17 AM):like stuntman fire Polkster (4:10:22 AM):not really on ifre just waering a fire coat Polkster (4:10:28 AM):because it'd be epic LadyFriend (4:10:42 AM):i dont know if i want a flaming hug LadyFriend (4:10:53 AM):will i be wearing safe fire protective gear? Polkster (4:11:06 AM):listen I will go to your shcool and I'll beat up all the boys Polkster (4:11:08 AM):and I'll be like Polkster (4:11:20 AM):"THIS IS A SPECIAL GAL EVERYBODY HUG HER" and hey will and it'll eb beautiful LadyFriend (4:11:46 AM):that would be crazy LadyFriend (4:12:16 AM):would everyone be on fire? Polkster (4:12:56 AM):EVERYONE Polkster (4:12:59 AM):because you deserve it Polkster (4:13:04 AM):because you hbave a beautiful sol\ Polkster (4:13:05 AM):soul
That was a pretty awesome time. This weekend I'll be writing papers and playing more LittleBigPlanet. And working on the forums. How 'bout you guys join me there? --End Transmission-- PolkOut Sells Out The following are ads I've put up on the site to help pay for my advertising budget so I can make this site more popular. I did not choose these ads, and have decided not to filter their content. So if they go to deviant backyard fun, well, all the better.
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