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TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 22, 2011

Mungolian Fish Sticks and Other Dark Matter




So ...

I guess you're wondering what the hell is going on here at Mung HQ ... or probably not, I hope, since I assume you might have something not dissimilar to a life going on.

As it happens, over the past while, the Mungs have completed their newest album, "Schlungs", a rather surprising effigy of a pop album tossed on a pyre and swept up and added to a Mango Smoothie laced with overproof rum and some prescribed chemicals.

When it was played to me, I found myself wondering what the meaning of life was. Without drawing conclusions on that particular avenue of thought, I did conclude that I had heard something. A series of musical excursions. It's actually not as bad as I was expecting, to be honest. However, it did have an adverse effect upon my cat.

The poor beast has clawed its own ears off. And seems happier for it.

Having ...
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FRIDAY, JULY 2, 2010

Further supplement to Cyborg Women Fetish




Christina Aguilera - BionicWell, belatedly I add this thinkling ...

Some time ago, I was shown the cover of the new Christina Aguilera album.

I believe we can now expect Madonna to join in, with her body replaced by a large mechanical vagina perched delicately between two orbulent titanium tatas ...

Meanwhile, Mungolian Jet Set are running amok, writing pop songs and strange and esoteric trip-music, covering a fairly diverse set of contents from Alien disco abductions to murderous undead transvestites. I am beginning to despair, ashamed that the heritage of which I was a progenitor has descended to such lowly levels.


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THURSDAY, MAY 13, 2010

Offensensitivity




Do you find my thinklings offensive?

Clearly some people do.

I like to tap out these words like a dwarf tapping his little pickaxe in a cave to loosen diamonds, filling each one with all my love for humanity, sheltering under its umbrella of happiness while fucking plastic objects while looking at pictures of someone else fucking plastic objects.

All your lovely little political policies and efforts to keep as many of your kind alive as possible, while behind that you attempt to be the one who has enough food to feed yourself and barter for a fuck.

All this in time to the rhythm of music that you probably have a stronger opinion about than the fact that someone out there has enough money to pay off the Greek national debt without making a noticeable hole in his bank account.

And celebrity is the panacea, curing murderers and paedophiles, ranting bigots and dictators of ...
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THURSDAY, MAY 13, 2010

Supplement to Previous Blog




As a mark of desperation for your approval, I add this:

Follow Homungculus on Twitter

Now you have no excuses.

Not one.

#heavyhandedirony


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THURSDAY, MAY 13, 2010

Circumnavigating the boring realities




Fidel has had some interesting notions lately, what with cyborg women and all.

I noticed on his mobile phone that he had a picture (clearly doctored) of Sarah Palin in a T-Shirt with the slogan "Will fuck for food" in big black letters on it.

I was going to ask him about it, but didn't bother. Instead, I decided to join Twitter and see what the fuss was about.

What a waste of a day. Even Sir Dhahii's relentless demands that I play Halo3 seem slightly more appealing now. All those pointless little snippets of thoughts, or attempts at jokes (to me it seems that Twitter is about out-smartassing everyone else, more than anything else), chronicles of quotidian and insignificant rituals, or - worst of all - little bits of "wisdom" that some deluded fuckwit thinks will better humanity's lot (which run along the lines of "Anger is understanding in a raincoat of ...
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