PolkOut.com is not racist!

Not intentionally at least.

People, namely Asians, tend to point out that I address most Asians I know by their full name.  Like if I were to meet Jackie Chan I'd say, "Hello Jackie Chan.  Want to get a beer, Jackie Chan?  Father my child, Jackie Chan."  I also tend to confuse Asians...not because I think they look alike...well, okay, who the f!ck am I kidding?  That's a joke.  I'm just a freakin' idiot.

So that was weird.  It only happened a few hours ago, so this might be the freshest PolkOut EVER.  Lately, I've been really confounded by why people around here think I'm such a creep--back in high school I was just the loud, weird, jackass, but around here I'm Ted motherf!ckin Kaczynski.  But incidents like this really clarify the situation.  I tend to have my unintentional, yet good-hearted, moments of horrific creepiness.  I don't know if most creepy people realize they're being creepy when they're masturbating on the bus or staring lecherously at someone's feet.  Maybe they're all decent folk like me, trying their damndest to be pleasant but just f!cking up like...me trying to drink out of an adult glass.  I spilt my drink not once, not twice, but quadrice...tetraice...during lunch today.  Like I said, I'm just a freakin' idiot.

Speaking of idiocy, I was looking back at some older PolkOuts, like my first few...wow...they...uh...really suck.  I'm impressed I've managed to accumulate the modest readership I actually have, pumping that kind of crap onto the internet.  But hey, if there's an audience for midget-raccoon-shit-porn then there's an audience for everything, right?  Right.

Anyway, on a totally unrelated note, Alex (the guy who I drew f!cking himself a good while back) wanted me to link to the movie he made back in the day, which he posted on YouTube.  And I figured I'd link to my friend Danny's final project for some class, which I think is hysterical.

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