Bad Grandpa is Johnny Knoxville doing a Jackass skit extended to a feature film. I’ve coded the video to start at 1 minute 11 seconds where they start discussing the bed he is selling. Note that if you choose to start it from the beginning instead it is pretty vulgar at points.
Lets not make this all about you honey.
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There’s a little bad grandpa in all of us.
The older I get the more free I am to speak truthfully. Nothing more liberating than being an old guy.
A young man like pop here would have the cops there in no time
Revert to helpless baby girl to call white knights and avoid consequences. Are there still men who fall for this?
The other lesson is that nobody gives a crap about old men. No one even tries to help him up, but the other women surround the offender to make sure she’s survived her ordeal of breaking an elderly person in half.
When it’s a joke it’s funny, but when it’s not then it isn’t.
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Another day of 2nd class gender citizenship.
Not feeling particularly invested in this “culture” any longer.
(Would not piss on you ifin you was on fire)
>>The other lesson is that nobody gives a crap about old men.
Amen. Every year in Mexico, as long as I have lived here, I learn something new. Last year, I finally realized that the culture in the USA HATES OLD MEN. EVEN OLD MEN HATE OLD MEN.
In Mexico, they treat old men with respect. Once I had to let a disabled old man (meaning older than me, heh, heh) out at a building and there was no place to pull off. So, I simply stopped in the street, blocking traffic. I ran around and as soon as the traffic saw that old man trying to get out, everyone got totally tranquil, and waited patiently until he was on the sidewalk and someone came to help him. I drove off and traffic resumed. They understood i was doing what he needed to be done.
I told my wife’s best friend that in the US they call old men Old Farts. Even old men call other old men Old Farts. She looked like she wanted to throw up.
Of course, old is relative. Which is why certain men here think a 30 year old man with an 18 year old is sick and perverted. In Mexico, no one would so much as blink if an 18 year old girl moved in with someone my age. They’d figure she was attracted to something about him, and thus no one’s business. Assuming he was a good man, of course.
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Woke up to the sound of pouring rain
Heartiste would pingback and I’d think of you
And all the tears Dalrock cried – they called my name
And when you needed me, da GBFM came through
Paint a picture of blog posts gone by
When Matt King went blind and you would make me see
I’d stare a lifetime into Boxer’s eyes
So that I knew that you were there for me
Time after time you were there for me
Remember Rollo Tomasi – blogging hand in hand
Love letters in the sands – I remember you
And through the tweetless nights, through every endless day
I wanna hear IBB say, “I remember you.”
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The following anecdote is brought to you by, uh, me: One nice summer day more than fifty years ago, while as a pre-teen I was off doing God only knows what somewhere within a few miles of home (although inevitably involving all four states of matter simultaneously), and my sick father had been gone to work since predawn, my ten year old sister fell out of a neighbor’s little tree. Seriously little; you could compass the trunk with both hands. It was one of her favorite trees, and she was familiar with it, and probably only fell five or six feet. But she broke her arm.
Our seven year old brother ran and got our mother, who was trying to nap with the baby. Big mistake.
As my brother decribed it later, my sister was sobbing and mumbling incoherently and holding her arms awkwardly and stumbling slowly randomly unseeingly (think zombie) with a minor scratch on her head mingling blood with her tears and snot so that my mother thought she had massive craniofacial injuries, and my mother went hysterical. Her incessant shrieking drove my brother into hiding (up another tree), leaving the baby to the tender mercies of our skinny littlest brother (who was four), and after she frantically ran around to a couple of our neighbors who had cars (we sometimes had a car, but very seldom, my first 23 years), she had a total conniption and fell out on the front lawn (with grass and everything!) of a (non-driving) elderly lady who belatedly answered the door (knocker, no bells).
When the ambulance arrived a half hour, or more, later, my mother’s flopping and screaming had attracted quite the worried and comforting group of concerned citizens, and they tended to her first. Eventually she managed to tell them about her injured daughter, who was being ignored at the edge of the crowd, and another neighbor realized there was a baby somewhere.
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July 15, 2014 at 9:04 am
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That was the most awesome video I have ever seen on the internet
Some more solipsism.
http://thoughtcatalog.com/carolyn-busa/2014/07/crying-baby-on-train-causes-menstruating-girl-to-question-everything/
Oh, the difference to me!
jf12 says:July 15, 2014 at 10:37 am
I think I have one that tops your story.
Twelve years ago my cousin passed away at age 50 after a losing a long battle with ALS (a.k.a. Lou Gehrig’s disease). Now I don’t need to tell anyone here how horrible this disease is (I’m making it known in my living trust that if I ever suffer such a debilitating ailment, I want a friend or loved one to take my 9mm pistol and put a bullet right through my skull), but imagine the horror of suffering this slow, living death and all the while having a spouse wailing and gnashing their teeth in your presence about how your terminal illness is making THEM suffer horribly.
That is exactly what my cousin suffered through. God have mercy on his departed soul.
While no one was surprised by his wife’s behavior (she had always embodied the stereotypically worst attributes of the AW: bitchy, shallow, selfish narcissism), the family finally had enough and, with little or no protest from the wife, moved my cousin into a hospice care facility for the last year of his life so as to let him die in peace with some dignity. I can honestly say that watching my cousin slowly waste away was less painful and depressing than watching his wife’s self-centered histrionics. At the funeral I was probably the only family member not to extend condolences or comfort to her. The rest of the family gritted their teeth, bit their tongues, and went through the motions, but I just couldn’t do it; I didn’t even want to inhabit the same continent as this selfish girl-child. No, this was NOT a woman “coping with grief in the only manner she knew how.” This was a broken, dysfunctional narcissist whose husband’s illness robbed her of the attention she believed to be rightfully hers, and hers alone. Any doubts anyone had as to how “grief stricken” she was at his death were laid to rest when, three months after my cousin’s death, she became engaged to an unemployed sometime drug dealer whom she married 10 months later (thank God she and my cousin had no kids together).
I would like to think that my story here is an extreme example of what the Bad Grandpa clip illustrates, but I really doubt that there are any grounds for being so optimistic.
@feeriker, re: optimism.
Well, at least we can hope/expect that someone could post an even more extreme example. Personally, I like the extra touch of other women comforting the woman for trying to feel bad for hurting a man.
Well, at least we can hope/expect that someone could post an even more extreme example.
I certainly hope not. A more extreme example than what I posted would remove the very last scrap of hope that I have that some residual human decency remains. I’d like to retain that hope for just a little while longer, thank you very much.
Feminism. Homosexuality. Atheism. Disrespect for the elderly. Narcissistic kids. Absolutely immorality among the young. Unchecked greed. Rampant corruption among the political class. And a host of other ills that bedevil our society and our world.
Has anyone ever considered the reason(s) behind all these things? Why are we experiencing all these at this time all at once?
I have a theory: all of these evils have always been in existence, but they had been kept in check. However, not too long ago, two major events happened, which removed this check.
First, the Church lost its moral authority and its restraining influence. The claim of separation between the Church and the State, coupled with moral failings among the clergy, and the blind support of evangelical Christians for Bush and his atrocious policies, all resulted in rendering the Church irrelevant in today’s affairs, except among (die-hard) professed Christians.
Secondly, the advances in technology effectively gave a megaphone to everyone who knows how to write, speak or post a Youtube video. That means, everyone can address a worldwide audience even while located at the remotest parts of the globe. And their voices can be repeated as often as needed. All of these events will usher in the Antichrist in the end.
My guess is that it’s the lack of a suitable male role model in childhood. No one with a father or grandfather would want them to see the sorts of ridiculous public behavior such people indulge in. TFH seems, with some hesitation, to generally agree with this theory.
When I ask myself why I don’t post stupid articles, under my real name, on a site like “the frisky” promoting the idea that fucking married chicks is somehow “OK”; and, why I don’t post hundreds of pornographic photos of myself up on the internet, that’s the answer I instantly get. “My dad might see this crap, and be disappointed”.
So, I generalize that to “why are all these other people playing the jackass for attention” and have to generalize my own answer to everyone. Does that make me solipsistic?
Boxer
This post reminds me of Hillary Clinton’s comment a few years ago about how mothers, wives and daughters suffer so during times of war. As a veteran I am always astonished how the women at home are the suffering ones while son, husband, father is in Afghanistan living like an animal and risking getting his ass shot off daily. Those poor brave women.
Careful you are talking about our next president.
lighten up people, this was funny as hell. And yes, as a man you are expendable, that’s the way it’s been since the dawn of humankind, and rightly so. You just need to make sure you get justly compensated for that expendability. Whining won’t get you there. P.S. – feminism isn’t the problem, they’re just a bunch of girls, centralized government and those who control it are the problem. They’re the ones with the guns.
Saw a bumper sticker the other day: Marine Wife- The Toughest Job in the Corp.
Umm….no it is not even if the world really does revolve around you..
how the women at home are the suffering ones while son, husband, father is in Afghanistan living like an animal and risking getting his ass shot off daily
Well, the women must remain celibate.
At least on paper.
And that is hard.
I’m… not sure if this is a parody. Dear lord.
http://www.slate.com/articles/arts/books/2014/07/catherine_lacey_s_nobody_is_ever_missing_reviewed.2.html#lf_comment=186759260
“Admit it, lovers: There are days when you awake and want to blow up your relationship. Perhaps things are mildly bad, or perhaps they are horrible, or perhaps there’s nothing for any reasonable human to complain about, but anyhow, something has happened, something has shifted, and in that moment of waking, were you to follow your whims, they would spirit you away to another bed, another city, another life. Sometimes this fantasy swoops in only for a quick spot of tea. Other times it arrives loaded with baggage and settles in for a good long visit, long enough that your discontentedness grows, and you begin acting strangely. You cheat. You golf, or gamble, or take to drink. You eat way too much chocolate. You become addicted to Zumba. At some point this behavior becomes protracted, embarrassing, unhealthy, and you realize it’s time to leave. You inform your other half, who may or may not have seen it coming. Belongings are packed. Excuses are made. “It’s not you, it’s me.”
To be fair, though, I’ve got no problem with military wives viewing their marriage as proud and noble service. Too many of them look at their deployed husbands, think fuck you what about me and my needs? and fuck all his friends who are still on post.
If the world’s gotta revolve around them, I’d rather it be in a way that benefits the military husband.
Agreed. Hardcore sisters who take the office of “wife” seriously aren’t the problem. It’s those who put on such a cloak to hide their bad behavior.
Isa, parody or not, I’d call that an excellent explanation of what happens. I’ve called it a vague sense that something’s not right, that’s she’s missing something. As they put it, “perhaps there’s nothing for any reasonable human to complain about, but anyhow, something has happened, something has shifted.” Since she has too much time on her hands and too many bad influences, it festers and becomes real unhappiness even though it never had any real source, until she just can’t stand to stay another minute.
@Cail Corishev
True, but the husband she left without a trace would have been charged with murder and most likely convicted before she came back from her little sex romp… er walkabout. But I don’t read chic-lit, so perhaps I’ve missed the empowerment meme. Mid-century French sci-fi is much more interesting.
Dave you lost me when you mentioned Bush and evangelicals in context of having been a key reason for a reduction in Christian influence. Do you really think that, out of all the things self professing “Christians” have done to help erode the potency of Christian influence in this country, supporting President Bush is a top contender? And that the evangelicals supporting Mr. Bush was somehow more destructive towards church influence than all the “Christians” who supported pro abortion President Clinton and all the “Catholics” who now support pro gay President Obama?
One would think that the wide spread acceptance of feminism and it’s immoral values (ie: egalitarianism, contraceptives, easy divorce and remarriage, maternal custody, romance centered relationships) among parishioners would have been such a factor in causing church impotency so as to have dwarfed any political leanings of any group. In fact I would even suggest that all parishioner political leanings were a result of having already accepted immorality.
Wisdom from JB
“as a man you are expendable, that’s the way it’s been since the dawn of humankind, and rightly so.”
Speak for yourself tampon.
There’s always been men who volunteered to be ground up and thrown away, often times in service to those who took their generosity completely for granted. If you want to sign up for disposability be my guest. Once your users start throwing dirt on your box you won’t be anyones hero because your usefulness is your only value to them. There’s has also always been men who looked out for their own interest. Nobody makes it to the top by whining but thinking of yourself as disposable is sure as hell a quick way to the bottom.
Hilarious!! An over active-active bed. An old white man. And the sly, ripsote that captures it all, “Well let’s not make it all about you honey.” Simply brilliant. An artist in your league would seethe with jealously that he didn’t write that song! I merely applaud.
cynthia says:
July 15, 2014 at 5:02 pm
“To be fair, though, I’ve got no problem with military wives viewing their marriage as proud and noble service. Too many of them look at their deployed husbands, think fuck you what about me and my needs? and fuck all his friends who are still on post.
If the world’s gotta revolve around them, I’d rather it be in a way that benefits the military husband.”
I have what I believe is an inspired solution to the “military wives using their deployed husbands’ income to go to bars and meet other men to screw” moral disaster. That is, for the military services to even recognize the existence of marriages, let alone give any kind of benefits (including peeling off part of the serviceman’s pension in divorce), the wife MUST be subject to military discipline. That means that she could go to JAIL for infidelity, gross financial mismanagement, or other related breaches of trust.
That poor, poor woman. She got such a fright. Look at the other women gather around her to comfort her in her time of need.
Women have always been the primary victims of bizzare collapsible bed disasters!
The more I think about it, the more I begin to see that many women in the West are as much victims of feminism as the men are. And, no, I am not trying to excuse the bad behaviors of these spoilt brats. Please hear me out.
Say a little boy has been told right from birth that he is special, a prince if you will. That he deserves special treatment from everyone, and that he cannot be held responsible for anything. Everywhere this kid turns to, the message is the same. His parents, the media, his classroom teachers, his coaches, and many of his friends are telling him the same thing.
Would it be any surprise is he begins to believe this message, and act on it? I don’t think so.
Fact is, most of these women were not given any alternatives other than to consume the poison of feminism from early on. If anything, I think the men of the west should fight harder for these vulnerable women, particularly when they are still very young, and before they hop on the carousel. Everywhere I look, I don’t see the men giving these women any other alternatives.
Am I wrong in my observations?
@Dave, by “fighting harder” do you mean treating women worse so they will realize just how vulnerable they can be?
@Dave, by “fighting harder” do you mean treating women worse so they will realize just how vulnerable they can be?
Not really.
My point is, the behaviors we are seeing among the western women are a natural consequence of their repeated exposures to the ideas of feminism, even before they became self aware.
What I meant to say is, men should provide them with an alternative to feminism from early on. The fathers should shield their daughters (and their sons; but especially their daughters) from the poison of feminism. They should stop raising princesses. They should limit their interactions with the neighbors’ kids. They should attempt to send them to private schools, or move to parts of town with good schools. They should carefully select the churches they attend, etc.
Raising kids in America is like being engaged in constant warfare. Many parents probably already know this. But things are getting worse by the day. When our president could send congratulatory messages to a man because he announced that he was a homosexual, it is time to see the moral bankruptcy of America for what it is.
I don’t know. It is probably too late. I think the best shield against the spread of feminism is the male figure at home. It may be a long road ahead, but if real men decide neither to date nor to marry anyone who embraces any ideas of feminism, and would not give them up despite adequate education, the demise of feminism will be hastened.
Dave, I agree women are given poor examples in childhood but they aren’t innocent. They lie far too often to be victims of modern culture. “Where have all the nice men gone?” “You’ll be a great husband someday.” “Let’s just be friends.” “He raaaaped me!” I grew up watching violent movies but never became a sociopathic corpse factory. Girls watched Oprah and chose… poorly.
“If anything, I think the men of the west should fight harder for these vulnerable women, particularly when they are still very young, and before they hop on the carousel.”
What do you propose? It’s a little hard for me, a never-married potential rapist, to have strong influences over teenage girls that their blue-pill fathers would not approve of… and older women have made it clear that Gunner’s opinion of their behavior is less interesting than a spotted owl carcass.
Good one, jf12! I might quote you some day.
Oops, got ninja’d. Well, most Manosphere fathers are already doing what you propose, Dave.
@Dave
” If anything, I think the men of the west should fight harder for these vulnerable women, particularly when they are still very young, and before they hop on the carousel. ”
What do you think we’re doing here, Dave?
Truth be told, I really enjoyed the discussions as they are. But I won’t say they emphasize fighting for the women. More like leaving them to their own devices, and watching them crash and burn.
Again, it might be too late to do anything to help those who are carousel veterans. A few, particularly the young, might still be salvageable.