Saturday, May 31, 2008

I'll punch your face off!!!!

Hello there readers... welcome to another exciting episode of The Tirade! I'm your host, Matt McClane, and today we're going to veer into a very dangerous and deadly subject:

Beating the shit out of somebody in school, possibly even your teacher.

While checking the news this morning, I ran across this amazing and awe-inspiring video. Be warned, if you're below the age of 18, run into the kitchen or the living room or whatever and consult your parents before watching this shit. Seriously. Go get them right now. You think I'm joking, short stack? I take this kind of thing very seriously, and if you don't get your parents, I'll come over there and beat your ass myself.

You won't know it's me, though. I'll wear a ski mask and/or dress up like a famous rock star. Like this guy:



I know you kids are very impressionable, and seeing something like this might inspire you to go start some shit with your teacher, mom, or some random homeless man on the streets. (That's called "Street Fighting" for those of you out there who don't know the 'lingo' of kicking ass.)

Just check this out and enjoy the purest form of American Entertainment:





Pretty intense stuff, huh? There were surely and indeed some mighty blows thrown in that one. Those ladies were mad as hell, and they weren't going to take it anymore. (By the way, if anybody can tell me which one of these women is actually the teacher, I'd appreciate it. I don't really think it makes a damn, though, since they both fought with the passion of one of those Greek or Roman Gladiator guys or whatever.)

It's a strange thing, this phenomenon of brawling in the classroom. When I was in school I saw a few pretty hard core brawls between students, but I've never (ever) witnessed first-hand a teacher-student brawl. The idea is hilariously disturbing to me.

Let's face it, kids today are vicious monsters who:

1. Don't care about the rules.

2. Kill for fun.

3. Throw quarters at people at concerts and laugh.

4. Handle snakes and/or worship the devil.

5. Drive over innocent bugs with their power wheels, pretending that they're Vietnam veteran amputees.

6. Suck the blood from old people in nursing homes.

7. Steal money from sleeping construction workers and blow it all on hookers and Valiums.

8. Drain rich people's pools and laugh when the owners are disappointed about it.

9. Use blowguns and poisonous-frog darts to settle the score with some 10th grader who wrote on their face with magic markers when they were six.

10. Burn letters into the backs of unsuspecting school principals with scorching-hot branding sticks, spelling out the words, "I was banished from my people because I made love to the chief's daughter, stole the sacred gem of power, disrespected the elders by masturbating in the holy temple and also gave away the secret location of our tribe by using a combination of megaphones and brightly-colored flairs...forever destroying our sanctity and way of life."

Yeah, imagine being a principal and walking around with THAT burned into your back for the rest of your life. You think you'll be able to explain that one to a potential girlfriend on a first date? Forget about it, bud. Those kids have ruined your life and your chances of ever getting laid by a librarian again.

So is this what we've come to as a society? Scary stuff, huh, readers?

Well, I'm not going to stand idly by and watch this carnage. Well... actually I am, like millions of other Americans. But there's one thing we CAN to as citizens, and that's train ourselves with some type of fighting knowledge to defend ourselves against potential insane student attacks.

I know what you're thinking, though. "I'm really busy. I have a super busy work day. When I get home at night, I just want to watch American Gladiators and drink a cold Bud Light. Who has time for training with a bo staff?"

You're right about that one. Well, consider these steps to avoid conflict:

1. Carry around a Bowie knife at all times. Brandish it when you have to.

2. Continually grip your fists and pound your fists into your hands when you find yourself in a location with lots of kids. (Your local shopping mall, for example, or any other community event where teens hide in the shadows with their emo haircuts, waiting to pounce.)

3. Talk with an extremely loud cadence, explaining the five bar brawls you've started and how many severed human heads you keep in your hall closet.

4. Point at people with a stern gaze.

5. Watch every single Steven Seagal movie you can get your damned hands on, and watch them a few times in slow motion.

6. Remember the Alamo. Use it.

7. Watch the below video:





8. Take pictures of yourself being highly aggressive. Put these pictures on your cell phone. If a teen approaches, pull out your cell phone and show them these pictures immediately. The teens will recognize this modern-day form of communication and more than likely run away like confused and scared deer running from a powerful and authoritative lion on the African Plains.

I've already gotten started on this one, as I've uploaded these below photos on my phone, in the event of a sudden teen/student attack:













So take this advice, readers. Trust me. These students are not to be taken for granted, and you should never underestimate their street-fighting abilities. Especially in close quarters. If you want to survive, follow the above steps and walk with confidence.

They can smell fear.

Holla.

-M

News that's lurking around in the woods...

Hey readers!

Man, it's a pretty damn good time to be a Friday the 13th fan. Take last night, for example.

I cooked up three small chicken breasts, doused 'em in Texas Pete chicken wing hot sauce, had some ranch dressing and a whole ton of those bad-to-the-bone "Crispers" french fries from my local grocer's freezer section.

So I ended up getting sick as hell. At first I was scared it was Salmonella poisoning, which caused me to go into a horrifying panic, but then I realized it was only because I'm a dumbass and the ranch dressing I used was out of date. Not only that, but also: at it's core, Texas Pete just absolutely sucks compared to Tabasco. That's just life, I guess.

At any rate, I didn't sleep much, but luckily I had Friday the 13th Part VII: The New Blood to keep me company. When Jason whacks Melissa in the skull with a giant axe and throws her across the room into the TV, I somehow felt more comforted and much better. Anyway, today I'm doing great, and I really owe it all to clinically-insane director John Carl Buechler (And Kane Hodder... thanks, big guy) for getting me through.

So in great anticipation of CAMP VOORHEES coming our way on Friday, June 13th, I wanted to throw out a few resources that are shaping up to be pretty exciting.

THE OFFICIAL FRIDAY THE 13TH PLATINUM DUNES BLOG


This is the spot where Brad Fuller, producer at Platinum Dunes (Michael Bay's hilarious "remake" production company, responsible for such awesome/horrible remakes of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, The Hitcher, The Amityville Horror and early next year... Friday the 13th!) writes the up-to-date inside scoops on Camp Crystal Lake.

However, the dumb bastard updates his blog about as much as me... which obviously isn't very freakin' often.

A FANTASTIC ARTICLE AT BLOODY DISGUSTING

This is just a great, great, exciting piece of reporting from the set. Good 'ole MrDisgusting has given us a glimpse into how freakin' awesome this movie is shaping up to be. I really enjoyed this one with all my heart and soul and even my crotch.

Finally, I plan on doing some more video commentary on several clips that my man Justin has thrown up on YOUTUBE. Be on the lookout, and again, be sure to visit Camp Voorhees in 14 days!!

Sincerely yours,

-Texas Pete


Today in history

1678 Tax protester, Lady Godiva, rode naked through Coventry.

1854
The Kansas-Nebraska Act was passed by the U.S. Congress.

1879
New York's Madison Square Garden opened its doors.

1900
U.S. troops arrived in Peking to help put down the Boxer Rebellion.

1907
The first taxis arrived in New York City. They were the first in the United States.

1909
The National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (NAACP) held its first conference.

1910
The Union of South Africa was founded.

1913
The 17th Amendment went into effect. It provided for popular election of U.S. senators.

1926
Frank Lockhart won his 14th Indy 500. He averaged 95.9 mph.

1929
In Beverly, MA, the first U.S. born reindeer were born.

1943
"Archie" was aired on the Mutual Broadcasting System for the first time.

1955
The U.S. Supreme Court ordered that all states must end racial segregation "with all deliberate speed."

1988
U.S. President Ronald Reagan arrived in Moscow in an effort to relieve Cold War tensions. He was the first president to do so in 14 years.

1994
The U.S. announced it was no longer aiming long-range nuclear missiles at targets in the former Soviet Union.

2003
In North Carolina, Eric Robert Rudolph was captured. He had been on the FBI's 10 Most Wanted list for five years for several bombings including the 1996 Olympic bombing.

2003 In in strange and weird turn of events, which to this day feels like some kind of a weird-ass dream or something, Matt McClane's life took a sudden massive life-changing turn. Years afterwards the impact would beat the living hell out of me.

Today I smile about it. Happy Saturday, suckers!


Monday, May 19, 2008

Wha Happened!??!!!??

I don't know if you remember this, readers, but this character is not only one of the best characters of the past 10 years of film history, but also probably in the history of humans.

I can't do my work.





Also: There she blows.





I'm glad we could share this moment of great film moments together.


-M