The Munkey Cometh
Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 4:42 pm
Evening Boners,
So, I am the Munkey from the UK, Why the name? Well, I like to tell people the reason for the name is because I sit in trees throwing shit at people and mastrubating in front of your easily shocked, elderly relatives with the heart conditions. The real reason... suggestions are welcome.
So the reason I listen to Bones Lair while sinking a crate of dodgy English cider is mainly because of Nitesynth. DragonCon 09, there I am sat outside the Hyatt watching this tiny goth/punk/raver girl with a nice ass struggling with a kit bag twice the size of her, did I help? I gave her a smoke, then 30 minutes later, I am sat in the bar with her drinking 20oz glasses of cider like my life depended on it. 3 hours later, I have a very nice, sizable collection of empty 20oz glasses in front of me, walking is now getting a precarious procedure and the goth/punk/raver girl (who I now know is called Nitesynth) is getting cuter by the glass. Plus she has been laughing at the stories of me nearly amputating my penis while drunk, waving my junk at various z list celebrites and the 17.38 commuter train from London.
So, DragonCon conituned, and this Nitesynth chick keeps turning up. So between sexually harassing various girls and accidental traps I was coming across (literally at times, but thats another story), I see Nitesynth doing her street team bit for Bone's Lair, I wasn't paying much attention because #1 I was drunk or hung over or #2 I was wondering if the girl wandering around dressed as Cammy from Street Fighter took it up brown town, because it looked like the costume was ready to cut her in half. At some point candy underwear and phone numbers were exchanged with Nitesynth.
So in the days following DragonCon, the time I reserve for allowing my ass to heal and to let 6 days worth of alcohol to drain from my system, I get a text message from Nitesynth telling me she gave me a shout out on a podcast. So, being the arrogant fucker I am, I go listen. The rest as they say is a mind cluster fuck...
So, these days, the new podcast is loaded onto my iTunes, a grab a crate of beer, settle back and listen to news stories of rednecks jacked up on Crystal Meth using goat/horse pussy and anus to massage their phallus.
So in closing, following on from the Zombieland discussion, what celebrity zombie would YOU fuck?
Munkey - rupturing the himen of respectability in your mind with long deliberate strokes...
So, I am the Munkey from the UK, Why the name? Well, I like to tell people the reason for the name is because I sit in trees throwing shit at people and mastrubating in front of your easily shocked, elderly relatives with the heart conditions. The real reason... suggestions are welcome.
So the reason I listen to Bones Lair while sinking a crate of dodgy English cider is mainly because of Nitesynth. DragonCon 09, there I am sat outside the Hyatt watching this tiny goth/punk/raver girl with a nice ass struggling with a kit bag twice the size of her, did I help? I gave her a smoke, then 30 minutes later, I am sat in the bar with her drinking 20oz glasses of cider like my life depended on it. 3 hours later, I have a very nice, sizable collection of empty 20oz glasses in front of me, walking is now getting a precarious procedure and the goth/punk/raver girl (who I now know is called Nitesynth) is getting cuter by the glass. Plus she has been laughing at the stories of me nearly amputating my penis while drunk, waving my junk at various z list celebrites and the 17.38 commuter train from London.
So, DragonCon conituned, and this Nitesynth chick keeps turning up. So between sexually harassing various girls and accidental traps I was coming across (literally at times, but thats another story), I see Nitesynth doing her street team bit for Bone's Lair, I wasn't paying much attention because #1 I was drunk or hung over or #2 I was wondering if the girl wandering around dressed as Cammy from Street Fighter took it up brown town, because it looked like the costume was ready to cut her in half. At some point candy underwear and phone numbers were exchanged with Nitesynth.
So in the days following DragonCon, the time I reserve for allowing my ass to heal and to let 6 days worth of alcohol to drain from my system, I get a text message from Nitesynth telling me she gave me a shout out on a podcast. So, being the arrogant fucker I am, I go listen. The rest as they say is a mind cluster fuck...
So, these days, the new podcast is loaded onto my iTunes, a grab a crate of beer, settle back and listen to news stories of rednecks jacked up on Crystal Meth using goat/horse pussy and anus to massage their phallus.
So in closing, following on from the Zombieland discussion, what celebrity zombie would YOU fuck?
Munkey - rupturing the himen of respectability in your mind with long deliberate strokes...