BBL ... Maybe

I didn't create WWW.MRNSPACE.COM "when my girlfriend moved to California so I would have a creative outlet." I created it "when my girlfriend moved to California so I would have a creative outlet, and not spend all of my time loudly weeping." Which isn't true either. It's a joke. I do jokes.

Some of the jokes suck, some of them make no sense, some of them are just excuses to use the words titties, and wieners, or fat-titty-wieners. And some of them are greater than the feeling you get after stealing from a child. Which is pretty gosh darn good feeling.

I got something I gotta do for a bit. I'm going to be gone. I'll probably be back in about a week. Stay tuned, read old posts, leave comments, do'er to'er, laugh so I can see 'em bounce, don't trust whitey, dig a big hole, crawl into it and die. That last one was slightly harsh. Don't die, just ... get really, really sick for a while.

Smell ya jerks later!

MRN: The Comic Strip Episode 1!

Interweb comic strips are very popular. Poorly drawn, ironic comics like "Natalie Dee," and "Cyanide and Happiness" get tons of viewers! As I was reading these comics (and touching myself a little) I realized, hell, you don't have to have an art degree or even be a fully functional adult to make comics. So ... I drank 23 beers, took off my clothes, wept for an hour under under my desk, and then made my own comic!

So here is the premiere of MRN: The Comic Strip!









HaHa, i made you waste your time! Jerks! Stay tuned for Part 2! Coming soon! Exclamation point!

Kinda Dirty Music Video Of The Week!

BOW DOWN AND WORSHIP YOUR NEW MASTER! BOW DOWN HAYSEEDS!

Welcome to a new feature of MRNspace.com ... the Kinda Dirty Music Video of the Week. There are exactly 9 things i love in life and only 9 things. They are: My GF, 3% of my blood relatives, My awesome dog, Boobs, All the friends who let me tag them as nude elderly men on facebook, Hot Pockets, My Country, Getting Drunk and Watching "Doctor Who" on Netflix, and skimpily dressed, sexually suggestive women, dancing or jogging (in slow motion) to easily accessible electronic pop songs.


You really need to try and remove your prejudices about such work. If you look deeper into this form of art, you will realize that it is a wonderful example of women taking control over their own image and using their sexuality as a tool for empowerment. Plus, it give me boners.

Here is week one: Princess Superstar!

Try not to mess up your keyboard.

Too Soon? Michael Jackson

Oh, I don't mean too soon that he died, I mean it's too soon for me to say everything I'm about to say. Michael Jackson didn't die yesterday, Michael Jackson died like 20 years ago.



Michael Jackson 1958 – 2009 RIP

Michael Jackson's nose 1958 - 1989 RIP

The first album I ever purchased was Thriller. And I loved it. Every song was great, every video was revolutionary and amazing. The John Landis directed video for Thriller is still one of the most entertaining things I've ever seen. He wasn't weird then, he was mysterious and eccentric.

Then ... then he got weird. He started going too far with the skin bleaching and plastic surgery, and he stopped being a cool black guy and started to becoming a creepy white guy. Yet for a while there, he still made cool songs and did some cool stuff. And then ....

CHILD MOLESTATION. He was never convicted because the alleged victim was paid an ass-load of money to keep his mouth shut. But at the very least, he was absolutely guilty of being completely un-effin appropriate with underage boys! WTF?! No matter if you think he was innocent or guilty, he was putting himself in messed up situations with young boys from broken families. Where there is smoke, there's a flaming homosexual pedophile. I'd like to think he didn't do anything wrong with young boys. I'd also like to think Santa Claus, The Easter Bunny, and Jessica Simpson really existed. But they don't, and I've learned to accept that.

He had a messed up life. He had his (at the time, black) ass beaten constantly by his complete dick of a father, Joe. Starting as a young child he was used and manipulated by horrible people who all wanted to make a lot of money from his talents. His life was sad, and what he may have done to other children is even sadder.



Michael Jackson was a unique and extreme talent who became a sad, deformed version of what he once was, both inside and outside. I mourn Michael Jackson, but not the one who died yesterday. I mourn the talented kid, teenager, and young adult who made amazing records and videos.

Spencer Pratt: Worst Human Being Alive Part 1

Some dude from the interwebs wrote a little rap. I would have written a little rap but instead i ate like 20 tacos and watched documentaries about lesbians on Netflix, hoping to see boobs. I saw a lot of hairy arm pits and a taiwanese ladyboy instead. FML!

Anyway, here is something i had nothing to do with: