The Unpleasantness

Have you ever been in bed with one or more people of the same or opposite sex and said to yourself, "man, this is some crazy, fucked up shit! I wonder what it's called!?!?" C'mon, we all know that's happened on at least one occassion. Well, wonder no more, because the Deviant Sex Act Fabricator can assist you in giving a name to even your most sickening predilections.

One of the nifty things about the site is that it allows you to offer up definitions for the acts it randomly generates. I'm not entirely sure what a "Bulgarian power juicer" might be, but I have a feeling it would involve a pommel horse, a bucket of Jergens and some guy named Stosh.

[h/t [BB-Blog]]

Posted by The Unpleasantness at 8:50 AM | Permalink | Abuse

A friend of mine is an aspiring advice columnist and I've asked if The Unpleasantness could host his column. He agreed, but only after some vigorous Greco-Roman wrestling.

Dear Diablo,

My life seems empty and meaningless. I spend too much time alone, food
doesn't taste good, I sleep poorly and derive little satisfaction from the
things that formerly brought me great pleasure. Any ideas how I might get
out of this funk?

Desperate in Milwaukee


Dear DIM,

1. Get a life
2. Get a dog.
3. Drink better bourbon, and more of it more frequently.
4. Don't ever attempt contact me in any way, shape or form again, or I will
slap a restraining order on you so quick and hard you will beg for mercy. I
may also have you hunted down for sport and ritualistically slaughtered to
slake my unending bloodlust.

You're a pathetic whiner.

Love,
El Diablo

If you want advice from El Diablo, send an e-mail to theunpleasantness@yahoo.com. If you're unlucky, he'll answer.

Posted by The Unpleasantness at 8:37 AM | Permalink | Abuse