God Hates Lady Gaga! But MRN Loves Her.

Those rascally silly-billies at the Westboro Baptist Church have a brand new target for their adorable hatred: Lady Gaga.



For those of you unfamiliar, the Westboro Baptist Church is pretty much made up of one batshit crazy family that really, really, no REALLY hates gay people. I mean they HAAAAAAAAATE the gays. They hate the gays sooooo much that they celebrate and hold up signs at the funerals of our U.S. soldiers. Why do they do this? Because we don't execute the gays like the Westboro Baptist Church would like.



They are just precious.

So with their infinite wisdom, besides enjoying the death of our soldiers and hoping that all Americans (other than them) die, they have turned their sights onto Lady Gaga. I don't even feel like making fun of her. And I make fun of EVERYONE. But not her. I know her vagina is probably filled with the same acid that is the blood for the Aliens in the Alien movies, and if I had sex with her, my penis would be burnt off, but I still refuse to make fun of her.

God apparently hates Lady Gaga:



Why does THAT turn me on?!


"You pissed off God, you'll see what he's got."



oooooh, you little bastards.

Here is the original, and less hate filled, but just as weird original version:






But The Westboro Baptist Church thinks that Lady Gaga and EVERYONE who likes her is going to Hell. Which means that the Westboro Baptist Church thinks I am going to hell. That's right, me, MRN! IS GOING TO HELL! LIKE HELL I AM!


GO TO HELL WESTBORO BAPTIST CHURCH! SUCK IT, EAT IT, CHOKE ON IT, (i'm talking about my penis and me balls) AND DIE! ... YOU DUMB HORRIBLE SICKINING BITCHES!

Google Search Recommendations?!

Google is a great way to find porn find information that you need. Information about porn any number of topics. However, either through mischief, or through accident, a lot of Google's search recommendations take you to a place you might not have intended to go. Sort of like that time I drank too much in that truck stop bathroom and fell asleep. I ended up making new friends and new appointments to my proctologist. That's a joke about being anally raped. ba da ching

Here are some of my favorite Google Search Recommendations! Part 1.

Can he?




... Yes. It's in the bible.

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Discharge?!





... Because you're whore.

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Asians.




... I'm responsible for most of those questions. Sorry : /

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Fat Girlfriend.




... Your girlfriend weighs 310 pounds, and it's the best you will ever get because you are technically retarded and you have no genitals.

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Italiano Browno




... Everybody likes a little bit of brown sugar in their cannoli every once in a while. That's a spicy meatball yo.

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There are so many of them!




... again, my bad on this. I think I'm mostly responsible for it. It's just that, they have no peripheral vision and I fear that.

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Of course they do.





And yes to all the pube questions.

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I'm fun at picnics.




... your fruit salad is going to taste awesome!

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Naturally.




... roar.

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Chris Hanson.




... but I mostly hope she made lots of spaghetti.

*** Please visit my brand new website and enjoy the crap out of it: MN institute


      Thank you very much. I love you. - MRN

Goodbye for now Coco!

After getting ass-raped by dingle-berry licker, Jeff "Mother" Zucker, Cone Bone can now fly free (starting in September.)



Here is Conan, his band, Will Ferrell, Billy Gibbons from ZZ Top, Beck, and Ben Harper singing Free Bird.





Conan died for our sins.

Never forget.


We remember all here at MRNspace.com. We remember all.



R.I.P. Arsenio Hall 1956 - Kinda still alive.

2 Movie Reviews! By Guest Contributor!

Sorry I haven't posted as much lately. I've been busy with the Jersey Shore marathon and slowly killing myself. But here I am back and blacker than ever with 2 movie reviews by guest contributor: Cuntmaster 2000. She chose the name. "Judge yee not, yet you be the judge of stuff and things and dolphins and whatnot." That's a direct quote from the book of Mormon.

Spoiler Alerts for both reviews. Also, possibly an Amber Alert for both reviews:

Review 1.

Sherlock Holmes.

Sherlock Schlong.



They try to make you feel like Watson has reason to live vs engaging in Sherlock's shenanigans by giving Watson a fiance, and it doesn't work. You still don't care. They at least had better chemistry between them though than Robert Downey Jr. and Rachel McUgly. I literally fell asleep during one of their boring scenes together. Boring boring boring boring. The entire movie was boring. There were moments intended for pause and laughter, but the timing was off and left me feeling awkward and angry. It was all so boring and horrible I didn't even care about the occult, and I ALWAYS care about the occult. With all the dark magic and so-called spookiness, you'd think a satanist like me would spooge all over a pentacle, but nope, I didn't even touch myself, not once. I'm so damn bored even talking about the boredom, so let's just keep at this--don't waste your time or money on this shit bomb. They even open it up to a sequel. Who fucking cares. And one more thing, Watson should've died in a fire but came out of it with a papercut. Bull fucking shit. So stupid, all so very stupid.


Review 2.

The Princess And The Frog



This is going to be short because I'm still blubbering away like a baby. Disney has really got to stop killing off characters, especially not two in one movie, shit. I really don't like how they dealt with the second death because they made it OK just because they allude to an afterlife. Bull fucking shit. Kids, continue to be sad, he dead, ain't no reunions with loved ones after death, you just gone, suckas.

If you're in your twenties to mid thirties, you'll be happy to know it's a lot like the Little Mermaid and Aladdin. And it teaches bitches to be self-reliant and not rely on no man oh nuh uh, you work girl, you WORK, you get on your knees and you work it.

One last item of importance--I couldn't tell if the prince was black too, I don't think he was supposed to be, I think he was just tan which made me wonder if Disney was afraid to pale him up for fear of a too obviously interracial couple. If you know what the deal is, please do tell in comment below.

Welp, I think that's all I have to say, actually. Told you it would be short. Just like my stack of dimes dick. Suck it.

- Cuntmaster 2000

How Can We Have Sex? Educational Film.

Yay, I've been doing it right! Alone, but right!

I Have A Dream: Auto Tuned!

T-pain couldn't have said it better.

Awesome Beard!

Someday I'm going to grow this ... but not on my face.

Word Association!

Word Association is believed by many to be able to reveal a great deal of a person's subconscious mind (as it shows what things they associate together.)

Certain popular psychologists like Derren Brown, have shown an ability to predict people's word associations, and some suggest that humans actually find it very difficult to disassociate words such ... zzzzzzzzzzzz wtf this is gay.

Here are my word associations, administered by prestigious psychiatrist Suresh Raja. Who I suspect of making panty bombs and working for Al Qaeda.



He handed me a list of words and we began ....

Dr. Suresh Raja: MR. MRN, here is your list, you understand how this works?

MRN: Yes, yes doctor I do. Just please don't kill me with one of your panty bombs.

Dr. Suresh Raja: I'm sorry, you said to not kill you with my what bombs?

MRN: No offense doc, but I know you brown types have started putting dynamite in your panties, and that's fine, that's your religion, but I just ask that you wait and light your panties after we finish this.

Dr. Suresh Raja: I don't understand, what is this panty lighting you speak of?

MRN: Ok, ok, I gotcha doc, you aren't wearing panties that are made of dynamite and you aren't going to try and kill me and the jews, I hear ya (wink.)

Dr. Suresh Raja: Did you just wink at me? I don't understand what all this is about. You speak of explosives and panty and then you wink at me. What are you trying to say?

MRN: Nothing doc, listen, I don't care about your war, you want to kill the infidels, i got it, whatever, good for you. I'm just sayin' please try and not light your explosive underpants because I have a lot of television left to watch in this life and I don't really want to visit Allah land and have all them virgins tear my wiener off or whatever you people believe.

Dr. Suresh Raja: Are you inferring that I am an Muslim terrorist?

MRN: You say terrorist, I say potato, you say tomato, I say tomata. It's all good doc. I just don't wanna get my penis blown up today. That's all.

Dr. Suresh Raja: I am Hindu from India! I am not a Muslim terrorist! You are a very bad person, and you very, very, ignorant!

MRN: Oh God, I mean, Oh Allah, Allah! I did not mean to anger you, please don't explode your panty bomb on me! I wont tell anybody, I promise!



Dr. Suresh Raja: I am leaving this, do not use this for your lunatic website! I hope you get some sense in your head!

MRN: Whatever you say Sheik! Please just go in peace, I don't want to be part of your war!


Dr. Suresh Raja: You are a very ignorant man! Very, very, very ignorant!

MRN: Fart.

Dr. Suresh Raja: What? Why you say this?

MRN: Fart. I don't know man, that's just what came into my head when you kept saying "ignorant." I just kept thinking how that's something people tell me sometimes when I let out a juicy fart, and so ... I said "fart." Please don't light your panty bomb on me, I'm so sorry, I'll switch sides, I'll join you! Please! Just don't blow me up!

Dr. Suresh Raja: You sicken me as a human being. Goodbye and do not call my office ever again, you understand?

MRN: I've barely understood a word you've said this whole time, what with your Al Qaeda accent and all.

Dr. Suresh Raja: I AM INDIAN! MY ACCENT IS ... FORGET IT! YOU ARE TOO STUPID TO TALK TO!

MRN: Doctor wait!

Dr. Suresh Raja: WHAT IS IT?!

MRN: I'm sorry we dropped the A-bomb on your people.

Dr. Suresh Raja: THAT WAS JAPAN YOU DUMB MOTHER FUC.... FORGET IT, YOU ARE THE WORST HUMAN BEING I HAVE EVER MET. SICK MAN. SICK!

MRN: Fart. "Fart" again. When you said, "sick," I thought of farting. I'm sorry.

10 Great Ways To Be More Green!

Al Gore and some hippies made up something called "Global Warming." Then it got really cold so they started making up something called "Climate Change," which used to be known as "Seasons." Al Gore and hippies did this so they could take away my monster truck that runs on coal and baby seal oil.

But since you hippies want to pretend you are saving the planet I have some great new ways to impress your friends and feel superior to me! Here are 10 great ways to be more environmentally friendly and go more green!

10. Don't use the toilet



Toilets use a ton of water. If you have to pee, just pee in the shower. That's what I do. I also poop in the shower.

9. Eat only meat



Vegetables and fruit are very natural, and important parts of the planet. So every time you eat them, you are killing nature. Meat comes in packages, so it's ok. Try replacing things like carrots, and oranges with things like ground beef, and chitlins.

8. Female nudity



Ladies (attractive ladies,) did you know that your clothes are made in heavy polluting factories where Chinese babies work 30 hours a day to make your bras and panties? Stop wearing them. Every time you wear clothes and walk in front of my house, and keep those clothes on, you are killing Chinese babies and burning coal.

7. Spencer Pratt



Spencer Pratt emits more toxins into the atmosphere, through release of bodily fluids, than any other single source of poisonous pollutants in the world. He was recently seen urinating at the beach, and 35 sea turtles died immediately of viral hepatitis, and black plague.

6. Become a Na'vi



In Avatar, James Cameron taught us to become giant smurfs and have tail-sex with trees. This is similar to that time I had on too much spray tan and tried to have penis-sex with a house plant.

5. Burn all of your trash



We use too much space on landfills when that space could better be used to build whaling ships. So a few hours ago, I started burning all of my trash. As soon as I use any item of any kind, I immediately throw it outside, douse it in gasoline, make a vulgar anti-semitic hand gesture and let the sweet, sweet fire, similar to that which burns deep inside my blackened heart, take over and eliminate the trash problem. This one is obvious.

4. Put your finger in there



I'm not sure how this really helps the environment, but ... listen ... just do it. I wont tell.

3. Ride a hybrid



But I don't mean a car. Hybrid cars are gay. Instead ride a real hybrid, I'm talking of course about centaurs. They are fuel efficient. They are fueled mostly by hay and baby mice. They are low maintenance. You just have to brush them, and shave their genitalia twice a week. Actually, I'm not sure about that last part. Why would a centaur need his genitalia shaved twice every week? ... I'm starting to think this guy in my house isn't a real centaur. I was pretty drunk when I met him outside those fairgrounds, and now that I think about it, how did he drive that conversion van? OMG, this is so not cool, it's happened again. Dammit, every time I meet what I think is a centaur and I decide to use him as my car, he turns out to be some methed up redneck who is just tricking me into shaving his genitals! Dammit! Dammit Al Gore!

2. Stop dolphins



I don't know how, I don't know why. But dolphins are trying to kill all of us, and the sooner we put them on trains and take care of it, the safer we all are. Remember they aren't smiling because they are happy, they are smiling because they are thinking about raping your dad.

1. And of course the number one way to be more green is ...

Basket of cats

MRNspace is Black! I mean Back!

Sorry I took nearly a month off, but I thought about quiting MRNspace.com because I hate you all very, very much. But I also love you ... just enough to continue doing it. So I'm going to update every single day Monday through Friday Maybe Kinda. But if I do, I need your help. Just click my sponsors on the right for a sec whenever you visit. Support this site! If you are rich and don't expect an HJ in return (or at least promise not to tell nobody,) you can even click my pay pal "donate button" at the top of the page and drop some mad cash on me! C'mon big popi, I know you can do it.

I'm sorry I took so long before I came back. I don't mean to hurt you baby, you make me hurt you. Why do you make me hurt you? YOU MADE ME DO THIS TO YOU! THIS IS YOUR FAULT ... YOU ARE UNCLEAN!
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..... sorry, sorry baby, you know I don't mean it, this crack, this crack ... it makes me crazy baby, I love you girl, you know I don't mean to hurt you, you just make me so crazy sometimes and all this crack makes me all confused. You know I love you girl, you know you aint gonna ever leave this site girl, you know if you do ... I will kill you.



Sorry baby, sorry girl, I aint tryin' to scare you bitch, I'm just tired is all, I love you girl, just visit my site all the time and click on my google ads baby, that's all I want, you know I love you baby, you know you're my bitch.

It's a new year, It's 2012, we have rocket cars now. I'm gonna go hook up all these Mexican fireworks to my 97 Ford Taurus and hit the skies! Maybe I'll fly down to your projects and beep my horn at your mother. She owes me money ...



... for sex. I've had sexual intercourse for money with your biological mothers is what I'm saying. And I'm saying I'm going to remind her of this by beeping the horn of my rocket car. I just want things to be clear.


For 2010, you can expect a lot of baller-ass things on this site. More swears (like wiener, and fart, and labia.) And you can expect a lot of talk about getting it on with the 7 foot naked Smurf ladies from Avatar, and this is the year ... this is the year where it finally goes down between me and Spencer Pratt. Goes down like a load of seminal fluid from one of the many random men he meets in truck-stop bathrooms. Spencer Pratt is the new Carson Daily. They both lick dingle-berries. But I only have time for one.

Prepare yourselves, prepare yourselves for the darkness. Open your hearts to the dark lord and let him impregnate you with the anti-christ for embracing the darkness will ... ok, I'm going too far.



<3

MRN