Thursday, February 24, 2011

Mommy, it's not fair.....

Deep inside the basement lair of Lester's Moms.....

Father Lester: It's not fair. First that stupid Larry can't even make that crazy bitch go away. Then I almost get busted hacking the board. Then I get my admin powers taken away. And now the Gay Cluster-fuck Crew® is going to shove in on my action. Who's going to be afraid of the Prancing Pastel Pansies®?

The Electronic Evil Empire® was in full swing long before these leather-clad, spandex having tankers were in play. I bet they sit around punching themselves in the nuts just for fun. I have to stop them before they wreck the remainder of my hard work.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Video released by the GPC.....

Release through unknown channels by the GPC.....

A message from the Gimp Pimp Commander.....

Posted on Curb Feelers, Isle of Misfit Posters, and Phuzzy Pheelings.....

Ruffled Feathers: Dear childrens, it is my duty to inform you that the largest trolling armada ever assembled is being mobilized to crush all in it's path. By the order of the Gimp Pimp Commander, you are hereby notified that we will pillage your forums, ravage your accounts, email you pictures of our deformed genitalia, and otherwise make your Interwebz existence unpleasant in ways you haven't even thought of yet.

You're only hope is to swear allegiance to the Gimp Pimp Corps, and it's mighty overlord and master, the Gimp Pimp Commander. All hail his majesty, Moneyshot.

Moneyshot: (HIC) s'right bishes. So schuck my lily white ass. (HIC)(SLAM)

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Inside a GPC training session.....

Posted in a Private Chatroom.....

Moneyshot: I was tryin' to think of stuff we can do to beef up for maximum trolling prowess (love that calendar). You're not anywhere near me, or we could get piss drunk and punch each other in the privates. But since we can't, we'll have to get drunk on Vent and punch ourselves in the privates.

TheTinyBuzzer: OH YEAH! BRING IT ON! Wait, how is punching ourselves in the privates going to help?

Moneyshot: DAMNIT Yoraz will you just fucking do what yer told. I'm the boss and I said we're punching ourselves in the privates.

Ruffled Feathers: We could get someone else to come over and punch us in the privates? What if my sister punches me in the privates? Does that count? 

Moneyshot: DAMNIT! I don't care who punches you in the privates. Why do you guys have to always go and wreck mah shit like that? Damn!

The puppets are in play, my lord.....

Private Message Exchange.....

MAC: Larry has decided to create a league of pastel clad circle-jerkers, At least two people have totally gone insane and the Manson wives are in full swing, dragging random acquaintances from various places to post faux rage comments in support of their cause. It's perfect, master.

Dirty Sanchez: And what about our super stealthy sleeper agent? Have we activated Mr. Twisteynips yet? 

MAC: Yes, sire. Mr. Twistynips is in full operation. He took control of the construct earlier and posted the random gibberish you gave me to distract the IoMP crew from the impending trolling armada. 

Dirty Sanchez: Sexy. Very, very sexy. Who's daddy's sweet yum yum pants?