Posts Tagged ‘puntabulous’

Deal Breakers

Friday, November 14th, 2008

Craig over at Puntabulous wrote an interesting post about his dating deal breakers, and I thought I'd steal his idea continue the conversation about it over here.

Now, I haven't had to do any dating for over 10 years, but if Amy came home tonight and told me that she accidentally ran into Sean Connery and they were running away to Scotland to get married, I would spend about six months rocking back and forth on the floor in the fetal position, and then eventually I'd probably try to date again. You know, twenty or thirty years later.

Anyways, if I were to date, what characteristics of the person or the personal ad would be automatic deal breakers?

Does your ad have any misspellings or poor grammar usage?
It's like an error on a resume. If you aren't even going to put enough effort into your ad to make sure that it's error-free, you're either lazy or stupid, and I have no interest in either. Likewise, if your ad contains any abbreviations like "u" for "you", "wut" for "what", or you include "lol" or "omg" anywhere in your ad, you're a fucking retard.

Do you have a college degree?
I have plenty of friends without college degrees who are successful people, but if I was going to date someone, they'd have to have a Bachelor's at the minimum. Graduate education would be ideal, although a MA or MBA really is a worthless degree. An MD, JD, or PhD would be even better.

How many tattoos do you have?
One that's discreetly placed is no big deal. Two is starting to push it. More than two and I slowly lose interest. I'm not sure why, but I just have a problem with tats.

How many kids do you have?
One that's between 3-10 would be okay, although if they're a spoiled little shithead, I think I'll pass. More than one, and I just don't think I'd get the attention I deserve. Plus, I generally don't like kids, so that just increases the chances that I'll hate yours.

Do you watch television?
If you're one of those people who tries to tell me that television has no value, I'm not interested. Just like any other media, there are good parts and bad parts to television. It's like reading a well-crafted novel vs. a Harlequin Romance. If you like the good parts of television – the smart shows, the well-written shows, the clever shows, and recognize the bad parts – the reality television, the stupid game shows, the cliched sitcoms and dramas – then I might be interested. Tell me you love American Idol, though, and it's over. A corollary to this one is whether or not you like to go to the movies. If you don't, I'm definitely not interested.

Do you have a driver's license?
I wouldn't have even thought about this until Craig brought it up, but it's true. A lack of a driver's license means someone who would be dependent on me to drive them around, and I have no interest in that. Besides, in today's society, it's kind of weird not to have a driver's license at all.

Do you have a sense of humor?
No sense of humor, no sense of sarcasm, no sense of irony – those are immediate deal breakers. I don't know anyone who would consider those to be winning characteristics, though.

Can you support yourself?
Would you have to put off a date because you can't quite afford gas in your car until payday? Would tickets to a comedy show be something you'd have to think about before agreeing because of the cost? Sorry, but I need someone who is financially stable and able to pay their bills without having to count the pennies in the couch.

Do you drink alcohol?
Drinking alcohol is a must. I don't trust people who don't drink. That might sound a bit hypocritical, since I don't drink, but generally speaking, that's a good rule to live by.

Is your favorite book the Bible or your hero Jesus?
If yes, you've just demonstrated that you have no real education, no exposure to the real world, no real life experience, and you are as naive and stupid as they come.

Do you have bad breath?
If I met someone for the first time, and she had bad breath, I'd turn around and leave. Get some fucking lessons in proper hygiene.

Are you ugly?
Is this shallow? Yes. I can't help it. I'd be okay with someone who's heavy or thin or tall or short or blonde or redheaded or brunette or with glasses or with limbs missing, but if you're hideous looking, I can't progress any further.

Are you computer illiterate?
Being able to use email, checking it more frequently than once a month, understanding how the internet works, and having a comprehension of how stupid chain emails are – these are all essential characteristics.

Do you have really long fingernails?
If you can't dial a phone properly because your nails are too long, piss off.

Do you smell like smoke?
I don't mind smokers, but if your hair and clothes constantly smell like smoke and if you smoke in your home, I'll probably vomit. And I hate vomiting more than anything in the world.

Do you like animals?
Thinking animals are better than kids is a huge plus. But even if you don't think that, viewing animals as a part of the family is essential. If you're just not an animal person, you're not an Avitable person either.

Do you enjoy going out to dinner?
Going out to a restaurant for a nice meal and seeing it as a fun experience is very important to me. If you see it as an obligation or would rather go out to McDonald's instead of a nice sit-down restaurant, we are not going to have any fun.

Do you have enormous boobs?
I like smallish breasts and couldn't date someone with huge knockers.

I think that might be my whole list, although I'm sure I'll come up with a few more later. This leads me to two conclusions:

1. If I am ever single, I'm totally and royally fucked.
2. I bet most of you wish you had read this before picking my negative traits on the Nohari window yesterday. Nothing shows off your negative traits like being a Judgy McJudgerson about your ideal partner!

So, what are/what would be your dating deal breakers?

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Sizing Up Our Final Frontiers

Wednesday, October 22nd, 2008

I am actually back in Orlando, but I've needed this respite from blogging. Normal posting will resume tomorrow, but, more importantly, tonight, after a two-show hiatus, "Clearly, you're retarded" is back on the air! Tonight at 9 PM EST on Talkshoe, Britt and I will be talking about voting. Should someone have to pass a basic knowledge or skills test to have their vote count? What do you think?

You can listen live online at Talkshoe.com, or download the Talkshoe application and you can chat and even call in!

I've saved the best guest poster for last. A cover model for Argyle Enthusiasts Weekly, voted one of the internet's sexiest gay men who still live at home, and the famed creator of Super Viagra and Vagina Girl – please welcome Craig!


Well hello everybody! Craig from Puntabulous here. You may remember me from the debate I had with Avitable over which was better Star Wars or Star Trek. Oh, you do remember me kicking his ass? Good. Because I'm here once again to dominate.

You may be running through the list of things that makes me better than Avitable in your head. It goes on so long! But there may be one (very large) thing you're leaving off. I don't blame you, it's something I don't like to brag about, but it's undeniable.

My cock is bigger than Avitable's.

How do I know this, you ask? No, me and Avitable haven't made sweet sweet love under a starry sky, as much as he'd like to, so I've never actually seen it. No, I know this because the evidence is irrefutable. And I'd like to run down it for you fine folks right now. I figured it was best to do this while Avitable was away, so he wouldn't have to endure the humiliation in realtime.

1. There is photographic evidence:

2. It's a known fact that gay men have larger dicks than their straight counterparts. It's the reason we're gay! We look down at the massive piece of junk dangling between our legs and recognize it as a thing of rare beauty. We can hardly believe ourselves! We need to see if other men's dicks are just as big. And what do you know? They are! Because they're also gay! Straight men on the other hand fuck women because they're too embarrassed to show their tiny dicks to other men. I mean, comparing dicks and vaginas is like comparing apples and oranges (or more precisely bananas and beans) so they don't have to feel shame. Sad but true!

3. The simple rule of proportions. While I'm a towering 6 feet and 4 glorious inches tall, Avitable clocks in at a measly 6 feet. That makes me approximately 5% taller than him, and therefore my dick is also (at least!) approximately 5% larger.

4. Look at that pussy up there hanging out with Adolf Hittler. What does he think, that makes him tough? Well guess what mother fucker, Satan is my homeboy. We spend eternities down in Hell just being two big-dicked, wild and crazy sodomaniacs. And singing showtunes. Because, you know, he's also gay.

5. Blog names. What the fuck does Avitable even mean? It sounds a lot like "avoidable" as in "Stay away! You don't want to fuck that guy! He has to wear 5 condoms just so his dick is big enough to fill up your vag!" Puntabulous on the other hand just goes to show how much punta I'm always getting with my big dick.

6. Lastly, he prefers Star Wars over Star Trek. Everyone knows that the lightsaber is a phalic symbol, meant to compensate for small dicked Star Wars fans all over the galaxy. They're like the Hummers of the science fiction world. Phasers on the other hand are the sensible sedans for us (extremely) well-endowed folk of the world who don't have anything to prove. Your schwartz is as big as mine? I don't think so.

Puntabulous Debate

Monday, March 17th, 2008

Craig over at Puntabulous emailed me and said that he heard I was a master debater. I told him that he needed to clean out his ears, because I'm actually Der Masturbator. (It's an honorary award in Germany given only to those men who can stroke their schnitzel with high levels of skill and endurance.)

Notwithstanding the misunderstanding, we decided to go ahead and do a debate anyways. Craig has debated Bossy, Jester, and Miss Britt, among other worthy competitors, and I was honored to be the latest.

So, go on over there and vote for me! (It won't be posted until the morning, so if you're reading this at midnight, you're going to have to check it out later.)

And don't forget about yesterday's contest – you can win a Logitech webcam! Contest ends tomorrow at midnight EST.

Read Rage

Tuesday, March 11th, 2008

N.B.: If you haven't read The Appeal by John Grisham, and you plan on it, beware of spoilers ahead.

Have you ever read a book that made you mad? I'm not talking about non-fiction – not like a book about the Holocaust that makes you angry and sad all at the same time. I'm talking about fiction.

Have you ever read a fictitious novel about fictitious things and when you were done with that book, you wanted to punch the author in the back of the head?

John Grisham's a fairly transparent author. His good guys are good. His bad guys are bad. You can predict which way the ambivalent guys are going to go. This doesn't mean his books are poorly written, though. I thoroughly enjoy Grisham's novels. His books are fun to read because they explore legal issues, they build tension, the characters sound and feel real, and they usually examine some type of moral or ethical quandary.

But when I read this type of fiction, I'm not reading it to be depressed or to watch evil triumph. I want the bad guy to get some type of retribution. I want to live vicariously through the protagonists as they experience some type of success and vindication. It's cathartic and rewarding and it makes the hour or two spent reading his 400 page novel worthwhile.

After reading "The Appeal" (this applies to a lesser extent to "The Partner", as well), I didn't get that emotional release. I got a depressing look at corruption with absolutely zero consequences for the villainous Trudeau and no satisfaction for the Payton family. Everybody who was getting fucked throughout the book continued to get fucked. Everybody who profited from the fucking continued to profit from the fucking.

I understand that some novels aren't meant to be black and white, that they're not cheapened so that there is a happily ever after ending, that they reflect reality, not fiction. Those aren't novels for light reading. Those aren't John Grisham's disposable legal thrillers. If I wanted to read a book that had no point, I'd read non-fiction or something existentialist. I wanted to read a decent book that would keep my attention and then satisfy me with a resolution that felt like it meant something. Instead, I got fucked.

Fuck you, John Grisham. All that time I spent with your book I could have spent masturbating to donkey porn.


On a totally unrelated aside (idea stolen from Kapgar):

Go congratulate Sarcastica for winning Best Teen Blog at the 2008 Bloggies!

And in that vein, fuck Perez Hilton for stealing Best GLBT Blog from Puntabulous – Perez Hilton isn't a GLBT blog, it's a gossip blog!

And, while I'm at it, have I mentioned that I hate Dooce? Fuck her for winning anything – she is NOT a blog! Dooce.com is a series of articles about some of the most tedious subjects possible. A blog allows comments and recognizes its readers as part of an interactive environment. Fuck Dooce for winning "Best Designed". Her blog is black and white. Real fucking creative. And "Lifetime Achievement" and "Blog of the Year"? Fuck you! Dooce hasn't written a worthwhile post in at least three years. I hate her with a fiery passion. My first exclamation when I saw that was to shout, "I hope you get cancer!" (Yes, I know that's horrible and evil and dreadful and shameful. And I think she already had cancer of some sort.) Britt said that I wouldn't want that, because then she'd just get more sympathy and become even more popular. And she's right. So, instead, I just hope that she breaks her fingers and can't type for six months and all of her advertisers realize what a sham her non-blog blog is.

The importance of voting

Wednesday, January 30th, 2008

No, I'm not talking about the primaries.

I'm talking about the Bloggies!

I'm going to trade in all of this goodwill I have and urge you – nay, demand that you go vote for two well-deserving bloggers.

First, we have Sarcastica. She's 18, she's hot, and she knows it. She's also one of the most adult bloggers I know. Some of her readers could learn a lesson in maturity from her blog and they're decades older than she is. She's very smart with a razor wit, but she also has a huge heart. She works with the developmentally disabled because she wants to help them integrate with society, and she really is that altruistic.

She has been nominated for "Best Teen Weblog" and she needs your vote.

Secondly, we have Puntabulous. He's consistently one of the most creative bloggers I read, and although he doesn't reply to comments (which is one of my blogging pet peeves), he writes very funny geeky stuff. His hetero crush on Natalie Portman, accompanied by photos of him with a life-sized cardboard standup of the actress as Amidala, makes for constant hilarity.

He has been nominated for "Best GLBT Weblog" and he needs your vote.

Voting only takes a few minutes. Just go to the site, scroll down, vote on any other categories as you desire, and then just make sure to select Sarcastica and Puntabulous. Put your email address in, confirm the email you receive in response, and voila! You're done.

If you're looking for other suggestions of who to vote for, all I can say is that you should vote for anyone but Dooce. I mean, seriously, fuck her. She doesn't even allow comments most of the time. No comments = not a blog. It's just a promotional website at this point.

Thanks!