I Love This Fuckin’ Shit
Since my last post and as I watched our brainchild wither before my very eyes, I’ve had this overwhelming sense of emptiness in the pit of my stomach. I couldn’t quite fill the void. Something was wrong and it extended beyond the closing of TTAD.com. It was as if something was close enough to grasp yet too far to reach. In all seriousness, you can only listen to R. E. M.’s “Everybody Hurts” so much before something has to give. Without getting into specifics, I just felt as though my world was falling apart. Food tasted more and more bland. I tossed and turned all night, only to wake up in a cold sweat—and yes, occasionally, in a pool of my own urine. (Things have changed but my alcoholism stayed pretty steadfast, believe it or not). But I knew, in my heart of hearts, the only remedy for this colossal bout of the blues was the revival of the website. I wanted it. I NEEDED it.
But I was afraid. I knew that my fellow staff members shared in my love of debauchery, bullshit, and rebellion as much as I did, but how would they respond to a re-launch?
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Well, ladies and gentlemen, it might not surprise you to hear that the creative minds behind this site, although on a few months’ long hiatus, are still total assholes and wanted the site just as much as I wanted it.
And, here we are, months later, and I, your friend and most humble narrator, am pleased to announce that the dark cloud following me wherever I went has since vanished. Things are good. They are great.
So, what have we been doing? Oh, ya know—a little of this, a little of that. Much of the same, if you want to know the truth of it. Lifestyles are difficult to change, especially ones that you’ve worked so hard to consistently build up, only to see ruined by awful, terrible choices. I am, however, proud to say, that since we went on break, only 1 regular staff member ran into criminal trouble. But don’t be fooled. Have we grown up? No shot. Our morals are just as low as they were during the infancy of this site. Don’t worry, all you cats and dogs out there in Internet land. We still know how to get down and dirty.
And with that said, let’s review what we know:
- This site’s foundation was built on horseshit and we’re ready to keep piling it on. There’s some shit that’s happened to the crew here, the extended crew, and the greater Delco nation that needs to be discussed. And we’re ready to discuss it.
- The Internet is great and—stay with me here—has a couple of more benefits other than just surfing from site to site for the weirdest porn that you can find. We like to think that we are one of those benefits. Get your bonedawg there, lose it here—that’s what we like to say.
- We are open to most, if not all, topics on this site, including, but certainly not limited to: alcohol and substance abuse, sexual inadequacies, sports’ love and hate, criminal mischief and its ramifications, the filmography of Hollywood great, Randy Quaid, disappointment and disgust, racism, libel/slander, professional wrestling, rock n’ roll tunes, the local weather, and anything in between. Political debate will be allowed, but only if we can agree that Ron Paul is hilarious.
- And finally, and I know you missed him just like I did…Delco Carl. Give us some material, buddy. I look forward to our next spirited bout of the written word, you son of a bitch.
Thanks everyone. We love you.
Can I get a witness, can I get a Hell Yeah?!?!?!
- Bunny Stardust