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Jesus was Asian.
Jun 19th
The birthplace of Jesus, as you notice its located in Asia.
Accurate depiction.
Chuck this one up to the list of famous Asians, although you may argue that he is middle eastern, its still in Asia, making Jesus Asian. We’re running short on famous people, whites have Hitler, blacks have Tiger Woods, Africans have Dikembe Mutombo Mpolondo Mukamba Jean-Jacques Wamutombo, so give us Jesus.
I never really understood why all the middle easterners are Muslim, seeing as Jesus and that whole Christianity thing happened pretty close to them. Then again I never really cared to research it anyways. Top six religions:
- Christianity: 2.1 billion. 33%
- Islam: 1.5 billion. 21%
- Secular/Non-religious: 1.1 billion. 16%
- Hinduism: 900 million. 14%
- Chinese traditional: 400 million. 6%
- Buddhism: 375 million. 6%
Then again religion is silly anyways, it really just seems like another reason to judge someone. We already have race for that. Does this mix up the game?
I wonder what Jesus’s last name was? It’s not Christ.
Where are they now? MMPR.
Jun 8th
Austin St. John (Jason Lee Scott \ Red Ranger):
Fortunately for this fellow, I don’t have to find some fictional story to what happened to this guy, because even though its not true, there are extensive reports that after MMPR, Austin changed his name or used an alias and joined the gay adult industry. Needless to say this isn’t true, and I wish I hadn’t gone to extensive searching to find out. Nonetheless today he is a real life saver as a paramedic.
Oh Yahoo questions, will you cease to entertain me? (Yes, SFW)
Walter Jones ( Zack Jones \ Black Ranger):
Years after MMPR, Walter’s fame still chasing him, Walter decided to change his name and take a Oceanic Flight from Los Angeles to Australia, ironically catapulting him into more fame on the hit reality show, LOST. As you notice his first born is named Walter, Coincidence? Yes.
David Yost ( Billy Cranston \ Blue Ranger):
David continued to study technology, and luckily for him Angel Grove was one of the first places to get a computer. He ripped apart Alpha and reconfigured him to what we all know and love today, Microsoft. As for his name if you switch the first and last names and add up the letter values on each name you’ll notice they’re the exact same. Coincidence? Yes. (B=2, G=7, ect.)
Thuy Trang ( Trini Kwan\ Yellow Ranger):
Sadly Thuy died in a car crash in 2001, but luckily for her she was a Buddhist, and was reincarnated as a Sabretooth tiger, which doesn’t even exist. Go figure.
Amy Jo Johnson ( Kimberly Hart \ Pink Ranger):
I know what we’re all thinking. I wish she did gay porn. Even though her career branched out in every other way, I’m sad to report that the former doesn’t exist. With a flourishing acting career, she released a few albums like everyone else in show-business (in which she spells “iTunes” incorrectly on her homepage), and continues to work in film and television. And shes Canadian! (+10)
Jason David Frank ( Tommy Oliver \ White\Green Ranger):
I’m not getting my ass beat for my website.
Mighty Morphin Racist Rangers.
Jun 4th
To be fair, its really Zordon who's the racist.
So take a gander at the picture above.
Notice anything peculiar? The black ranger is black, the yellow ranger is Asian, and the white ranger is white. Of course there wasn’t originally a white ranger, that would just be too obvious. So they made an intricate storyline on how they can equate him to a racist counterpart. Having two white rangers isn’t possible so they gave the female a similar white color, pink. The red ranger you say? Looks a bit Native American to me. Of course to avoid looking blatantly racist they disguise a would-be brown ranger, as a Mexican servant.
Pandas are stupid. Especially pandas.
May 5th
Pandas need to go the way of the dodo.
I love panda bears as much as the next person. Face it, they’re cute – if it were possible, I would probably walk up to one and hug it or even try to ride it. Of course, no one in their right mind would do that with any other bear; you would have to be pretty crazy to approach a polar bear. So, what do we do with these giant, nimble, agile, fast beasts? (who happen to be excellent swimmers and climbers) We make them as cute and harmless as possible, give them to kids, make cartoons of them, and once a year we package a heart, chocolates, flowers, and mylar balloons with them and give them to women hoping to get in their pants. That, however, is not what this post is about. So pandas – all other bears are pretty much omnivorous, except polar bears, which eat cute animals and snow cones. Pandas eat plants, but not any plants. Just one. That’s right, this animal is so stupid it only knows how to eat bamboo. The only food they can eat, they can’t even digest properly, nor do they get the proper nutrition from it, and because of this they have to eat a lot of it, roughly 20 to 30 pounds, and that takes 9 hours. When they’re not eating, they’re trying to be lazy, or sleeping. Luckily, they don’t really have any predators other than humans, the only species dumb enough to harm retards – they may be able to fend for themselves in nature, only because they are too fat to run away. Maybe it is because they have the greatest camouflage system ever, one that hides them very well in jungles and forests (sarcasm). Their camouflage has evolved to that of a black and white bulls-eye pattern scattered throughout their body. Panda’s are in fact so lazy, they don’t go to the effort of finding a mate, so breeding among them is not very common. In the rare instance they do intercourse each other, it only lasts 30 seconds. Granted the panda gets pregnant, half the time the panda will give birth to twins, but the panda can only look after one of them, leaving the other to die. Also, when a panda first gives birth it often doesn’t recognize the screaming infant and may kill it, or the mother just may reject it at will. Their poor diet also leads to pink malnutritioned rat-like offspring. 
Did it ever dawn on anyone that they are endangered for a reason? I don’t understand the need to save something just because it is on a special list. If we saved every stupid creature on the world, we would have birds that fly into each other, and really nice buffets. Who knows: maybe pandas ate dodo, passenger pigeons, and other extinct animals. That’s Darwinism for you. Pandas have no impact on the food chain. I don’t understand the fascination behind them anyways, other than the fact they’re incredibly cute. When I go to the zoo, I want to see animals do something interesting, which most animals manage to do at least slightly. Foraging for ants? Interesting. Pacing around their enclosure looking mean and intimidating? Interesting. Sniffing things? Not world-shattering, but it’s something. Pandas? Mind-numbingly boring. Hundreds of millions are spent on an animals that is slowly committing suicide, whereas that money could be spent on useful species, or rainforest space, something.
To recap:
- Pandas seem approachable, unlike every other bear. They probably aren’t either, seeing as they have a moat and a cage at zoos.
- Pandas only eat bamboo. A food they can’t digest properly and doesn’t give proper nutrition.
- Pandas are by nature lazy, purposefully avoiding inclines and sleeping more than half their life.
- Pointless camouflage system.
- Bad at reproducing – You’d think they learn a little something about reproducing being in China and all.
- They have no impact on the food chain, we’re not experiencing a bamboo infestation.
- Absurd amounts of money are spent on a species trying to, by nature, kill themselves off.
My solution: 
Let them give a slight balance to the class system. Let the poor hunt the remainder of existing Panda’s, and since they are so scarce and rare, their furs and meat can be sold at either ridiculously high fixed rates or an auction system. Lets face it, anything panda-related would be limited edition; limited edition being some stupid word that makes enthusiasts and collectors spend copious amounts of money. There are people out there who want to be the only person who had a panda burger, or if you can live with the guilt; a stuffed panda, mounted panda head, or even a panda bear rug. Or we can train passenger pandas (like the passenger pigeon), to send messages back and forth between armies. Of course they wouldn’t be shot by anyone, but since they are lazy, they would die on their own accord, for a good cause, as all wars are for a good cause. Hopefully if pandas go away, so will Panda Express; that place is awful. That is what this is all really about anyways.
Bowling fraud? Free shoes.
May 1st
Many shoe companies have created ways to personalize their trademark shoes; Vans, Nike, Etnies, and of course Converse’s famous Chuck Taylor or “Chucks”. Playing around on the converse website, I eventually crafted this little bad boy out of suede – trying to be clever I thought it would be fun to craft it in the style of your typical bowling shoe. Originally I thought it would be cool to have shoes that emulated a bowling rental shoe, but still maintained the appearance of a casual sneaker, however I’m a tad ambiguous on that idea now. I would have to see how they looked once I put them on. The great part about this is that the shoes would eventually pay for themselves – granted you remember to wear them when you went out to bowl. At $75USD a pair, the shoes would end up costing you 36 games of bowling at 2 dollars a rental, you can gauge variable prices from there.
Fruit fraud?
Apr 15th
Always looking for a way to bend systems, this is of course stealing, and I don’t condone it. I just think its funny.
Much like everything else in Asia, it is far superior than their american counterpart. This of course applies to their fruit, more notably the Asian pear. Of course this deliciousness comes at a price.
$1.37 a pear? Pshhh.
Oh, check out these shitty american pears. $1.37 a pound.
Now to give our Asian friend a green card.
Now to check out, to an American cashier…
And, although all of this is pretty senseless, to save a whopping 79 cents. Its hilarious nonetheless.
Picking up bitches with bitches.
Mar 21st
Viral marketing + Photoshop fail = Puppy Pulling Power.
For the record, I could be way off on this, but it is a very cool website regardless. Puppypullingpower. Well, I am not entirely sure how I stumbled upon this site; I assure you it was not a google search that went along the lines of “obscure ways to pick up chicks”. It might have been through Geekologie.However, I can tell you why I stayed:
I recommend visiting or at least exploring the website before reading on… On to business. As the trailer says, they are conducting a test to see which puppy, for lack of better terms, pulls the most bitches. They choose five popular breeds and test out which ones get the most smiles per hour. To get the smile, they use some Sony Ericcson camera phone attached to the dogs collar that automatically takes pictures when a person smiles. This seems like a novel premise, and I wish they spent more time conducting the tests to help rule out “right place right time”. Except for one minor detail. As you can tell via the photo below, it is a man, not a camera attached to a dogs collar taking awesome photos of cleavage. In turn, it really takes all credibility out of the site and experiment.
Nonetheless I can’t help but to think that Sony created this entire site as an attempt at viral marketing, snooping down to the lowest common denominators. Well played.
- Boobs.
- Picking up women.
Bravo.
U.S.A., Country or Continent?
Aug 26th
I know I’m not the first to think of this concept, but I’d like to think I’m the first to put too much effort into this. Set aside Central America which I actually don’t know if its part of North America (nor do I care), we have our boot, Mexico, and our hat (I like Fedora better), Canada. Simply put, we’re going to take over these countries. Why? First of all, we’ll gain a lot of natural resources, like ice, bear pelts, and other cold related shit. Second, we got robbed on beachfront property, so now we’ll have like 6 times as much. Third, we need slaves, we can enslave either the Canadians, or the Mexicans (halfway there) and then, leading to #4, we can have a 2nd civil war, of the south vs the souther. Face it, after WW2 and MLK, American History has been pretty boring. Finally, we will be gaining the advantages and disadvantages of both countries, making for a more rounded, better altogether country – it’s like a self cleansing!
So here’s how this goes down. As for Canada, every night when no one is looking, we move the border back like 10 feet. So some of the buildings and landmarks we try to make mobile as if nothing ever happened. For things we can’t move we’ll just deal with it, and if questioned like “that building seems father away” or “it must be me, but I feel like our border has been moving back 10 feet for the last week”, just simply reply “you’re crazy” and laugh, and the Canadians will laugh with you, because that’s what they do. Each colored portion of Canada represents… lets say… 5 years? The nice part about taking over Canada is they gone through the liberty (pun intended) of delegating and naming states for us.
Mexico on the other hand will be a much simpler operation. All we do is load military evenly throughout all the spring break destinations, and during spring break weekend, before Mexico even has the slightest clue what happened. BAM! Taken over.
I’m not looking forward to French Mexicans.
Good times with oil.
Aug 26th
Oh oil, remember the good times we’ve had? Passing the drivers exam, our first car, the road trip to Mexico; you and I have had some memorable times. While remeniscinggg is nice, I need to move on, and I think its best if we both see other fuels. I don’t want to hurt you, but I feel we are drifting apart. You are very career driven, rich new friends, practically a higher demographic; $100 a barrel, you’ve made it, Mr. and Mrs. Oil must be very proud. You are moving so fast and it’s impossible to keep up, people are fighting over you and it’s impossible to match the competition. Thats not for me, I had fun at first, we could spend a lot of free time together, we could just go in the car and go for a drive, just because we felt like it. Our relationship used to be about freedom and the open road, now everything requires planning. I don’t like having to live to my life around yours. No matter how much effort I put in, or what changes, you always seem to stay the same. The high maintainence lifestyle i can no long accomodate either, even when you started needing lubricant, which was a stretch at first, the coolants, filters, its just too much.
Oil, I have a confession to make, I haven’t been entirely faithful. It all started on the internet, as a little innocent fun, an escape from your never ending demands. I started off just looking, mostly at fuels that were out of my reach, I never imagined anything would ever happen – just a silly fantasy really. Can you imagine me with a solar car, or even a fuel cell? But everytime I danced with a notion, and came back to you – it was never the same, the spark we had wasn’t there and our relationship became dry and lifeless.
Then I met someone, someone that reignited that original spark. Sure there are a lot of rumors flying around, but its as much of a surprise to everyone and it is to you or me, but it all makes sense. Remember my childhood sweetheart? You know her. Thats right, batteries. No, it’s not like that anymore, not just toys, and never putting out enough, she’s really turned her life around. She’s lost lots of weight, and even though shes seemingly everywhere; cameras, laptops, phones; she always manages to have time for me and my needs. Shes getting off heal coal addiction, and takes her needs constructively, getting her fix from a day in the sun or even a windy day. It’s really refreshing to see someone who is so independent and grounded. And while she can go anywhere she needs to, she is always happy at home, wherever she wants it to be. I’ll probably move out with her soon, maybe we’ll get a car on our own, you know, built ourselves. Maybe one day, we’ll get one built by a proper car maker, but until then we are happy in our own creation. As long as we are together that is what matters.
I know this is a bad way to end it, and I hope we can still be friends. You’ll be back in action in no time anyways, you have your friends. I know in a couple weeks there will be a rich, handsome sportscar owner that will really appreciate you, fulfilling all your needs. Even as your career gets less and les mainstream, but I can’t just get batteries out of my head, and I forsee a long and happy life together.
Oh oil, remember the good times we’ve had? Passing the drivers exam, our first car, the road trip to Mexico; you and I have had some memorable times. While reminiscing is nice, I need to move on, and I think its best if we both see other fuels. I don’t want to hurt you, but I feel we are drifting apart. You are very career driven, rich new friends, practically a higher demographic; $100 a barrel, you’ve made it, Mr. and Mrs. Oil must be very proud. You are moving so fast and it’s impossible to keep up, people are fighting over you and it’s impossible to match the competition. That’s not for me, I had fun at first, we could spend a lot of free time together, we could just go in the car and go for a drive, just because we felt like it. Our relationship used to be about freedom and the open road, now everything requires planning. I don’t like having to live to my life around yours. No matter how much effort I put in, or what changes, you always seem to stay the same. The high maintenance lifestyle i can no long accommodate either, even when you started needing lubricant, which was a stretch at first, the coolants, filters, its just too much.
Oil, I have a confession to make, I haven’t been entirely faithful. It all started on the Internet, as a little innocent fun, an escape from your never ending demands. I started off just looking, mostly at fuels that were out of my reach, I never imagined anything would ever happen – just a silly fantasy really. Can you imagine me with a solar car, or even a fuel cell? But every time I danced with a notion, and came back to you – it was never the same, the spark we had wasn’t there and our relationship became dry and lifeless.
Then I met someone, someone that reignited that original spark. Sure there are a lot of rumors flying around, but its as much of a surprise to everyone and it is to you or me, but it all makes sense. Remember my childhood sweetheart? You know her. Thats right, batteries. No, it’s not like that anymore, not just toys, and never putting out enough, she’s really turned her life around. She’s lost lots of weight, and even though shes seemingly everywhere; cameras, laptops, phones; she always manages to have time for me and my needs. Shes getting off heal coal addiction, and takes her needs constructively, getting her fix from a day in the sun or even a windy day. It’s really refreshing to see someone who is so independent and grounded. And while she can go anywhere she needs to, she is always happy at home, wherever she wants it to be. I’ll probably move out with her soon, maybe we’ll get a car on our own, you know, built ourselves. Maybe one day, we’ll get one built by a proper car maker, but until then we are happy in our own creation. As long as we are together that is what matters.
I know this is a bad way to end it, and I hope we can still be friends. You’ll be back in action in no time anyways, you have your friends. I know in a couple weeks there will be a rich, handsome sports car owner that will really appreciate you, fulfilling all your needs. Even as your career gets less and les mainstream, but I can’t just get batteries out of my head, and I foresee a long and happy life together.
Easy Solutions #1
May 30th
So, you’re in love with one of your friends, but she has a boyfriend and probably wouldn’t have sex with you anyway.
What you will need: 1 x knife, 1 x ring, access to a sunbed, the ability to grow a beard.
Step One: Place the ring on your wedding finger and avoid contact with your friend for a month.
Step Two: Stop shaving and use the sunbed to gain a tan.
Step Three: After a month when your beard is full and your tan is noticeable, remove the ring from your finger.
Step Four: Remove all your clothes and break into your friend’s house.
Step Five: Use the knife to cut your body in various places. Avoid the face. If possible, focus on your back. The more blood the better.
Step Six: Enter your friend’s bedroom and lie face down on the floor. Wait for her return.
Step Seven: When she enters the room pretend to be unconscious. Allow her to turn you over and try to wake you for a few seconds before you open your eyes. The injuries to your body will serve as a distraction to your nakedness. She will be more concerned about your wellbeing instead of fearing the naked man in her room.
Step Eight: When she asks you what’s happened you should ignore her questions. Instead you must act confused and ask the date. If it’s September 15th she will say ‘September 15th’ to which you must reply ‘No, what year is it?’
Step Nine: Upon hearing the year say the words ‘It worked.’ Pretend to lose consciousness again for a few seconds, implying that whatever it is that has worked took a great effort.
Step Ten: If your friend is a curious person she will probably ask ‘What worked?’, even if she doesn’t ask this question it is important that you now say the words ‘(Insert Friend’s Name), I’m from the future’ in your most deadpan voice.
Step Eleven: Pause for ten seconds to allow the incrediblness of the situation to sink in. There will be no reason for her to doubt your claim, because your beard will make you appear many years older and your cuts would add weight to the idea that you’ve come from a post-apocalyptic future where a war is currently taking place.
Step Twelve: Raise your left hand to your face. All women are very observant, so your friend will immediately notice the tanline on your wedding finger. If she is educated to a decent standard she will realise that you are married and your ring has simply disappeared, because clothing and other items cannot travel through time. Your nudity will support this.
Step Thirteen: Now comes the hard part – The monologue. In your own words you must give a speech in which you mention all of these key points:
a) You are married to each other in the future
b) Her current boyfriend is dead
c) The world is coming to an end. It’s up to you to pick a reason, but I would recommend a war against machines. This whole situation will be backed up by the Terminator franchise
d) In the future your relationship is not going well
e) You’ve come back in time because you can’t help but feel that she would have been happier with her current boyfriend if he hadn’t been killed
f) Her current boyfriend is going to be hit by a bus on a day six months from her present. She should stop him going to work that day
g) If she does exactly what you say this current version of yourself will be erased and you will never get married. If she questions this flaw in your time travel logic, because you cannot change the past, simply reference Back to the Future
Step Fourteen: Unless your friend is made of stone she will now be overcome by emotion, especially at your selflessness. Get to your feet and go to kiss her goodbye. It is important that you do this with the confidence of a man who has done this to her many times.
Step Fifteen: There is now no possible way that you aren’t about to have sex with her. You’re naked, kissing her, in her bedroom, agreeing to erase a version of yourself from history to make her happy. And as far as she knows you’ve had sex many times in a future that will no longer happen, so she thinks to herself that maybe she should have one memory of it.
Step Sixteen: After having the sex, ask to borrow some clothes then leave.
Step Seventeen: Shave off your beard and coat your wedding finger in fake tan. Carry on as if nothing has happened. There will be three possible outcomes:
1) During the sex some feelings that she didn’t know existed are awakened and she will leave her boyfriend for you.
2) Life will carry on as normal.
3) You will be filled with guilt because of this moral grey area where you aren’t entirely sure if what you’ve done counts as some kind of low level rape. You will take your own life by hanging, overdose or wrist cutting.
An ode to Red Robin, serving.
May 18th
There’s this saying that you always know what you were doing or where you were when a major catatrosphe happens: 9-11, the Kennedy assassination, the bombing of Pearl Harbor; I remember the first time I ate at Red Robin. During my freshman year in Arizona, my Cousin Tracey treated me to my first meal at a Red Robin, breaking my routine of what was either pork ramen (breakfast), chicken ramen (lunch), or beef ramen (dinner). I remember ordering a Royal Red Robin burger, your standard bacon cheeseburger with a fried egg; and even though I’ve had months of ramen in my system, that thing was a symphony of flavor. While the thought of repeat business crossed my mind, employment never had. But as of the 4th, I no longer work for the company, and while I’ve been looking for the perfect time to share my thoughts on serving, why do today what you can put off tomorrow there’s no time like the present. Of all the times I wanted to quit, I thought it was only a matter of time before i walked out, but unfortunately Red Robin has the last laugh. I didn’t quit, I was fired; and not for misconduct or peeing in someones lemonade, but for something truly stupid. Like call the main office to verify stupid, or wrongful termination stupid.
Why I was fired. I’m not sure how many times I did this, probably no more than four, and I assure you it has nothing to do with my credit card fraud? post (which is a bad idea, I end up losing money because the amount I end up “gaining” from my credit card company refund is much less that what I’d lose from paychecks for declaring so much money). Once a guest leaves and paid with cash, I would then take the cash and pay their bill with my credit card (saving me a trip to the bank and dodging an ATM fee). That’s it. Stupid I know. I thought the term was “money handling” but I couldn’t find anything about it online. It’s insulting to think all the times I helped out, and get fired for something completely irrelevant to performance, attitude, law, or ethics, not to mention there was a 10 day gap I didn’t work before they let me go. It reminds me of a dating situation where you look for any situation to get out of a relationship, or possibly make one up. Due to unprecedented brand loyalty, it looks like they’ve lost a customer for life, as far as .
On to serving…
LIKES:
- Every guest is Christmas: One of my favorite feelings is opening a present, or being surprised. Every tip is always a surprise, the question is whether its a Nintendo 64 or… socks.
- Experience: I’ve always had a personal feeling that since everyone in their life eats out, you should also spend a little time serving. Perhaps the mutual respect, the general understanding of operations, or an exercise in patience.
- Flexibility: For a student and a reservist, servings a good deal. Can always adjust for whatever unnecessary life interruptions arise.
- Easy: I believe Othello says is the best, a minute to learn a lifetime to master. Although I suppose it took me a few minutes to find an efficiency… nitch.
- Service: Providing good service is a way to be nice to people. Its also a nice way to be mean to mean people, if that makes sense. Both feeling are mutually rewarding. Providing a good experience is rewarding and worthwhile.
- Co-Workers: I think I have to mention this since some of the might visit my website.
DISLIKES:
- Bad tips on good service (coincides with pen thieves): I figure its because people are cheap, but there is always this haunting feeling that I did something to rub them the wrong way, like got caught looking at the wife’s tits or something, but if she didn’t want people to look, she shouldn’t be wearing something so low cut. But, there’s a really good rule of thumb about this kind of stuff, if you can’t afford to tip properly, you can’t afford to eat out. And fuck you to whoever stole my pens.
- Mundane: Soooo boring. While the possibilities are endless for interaction, you will never be more than a robot.
- Cindy: It’s pretty difficult for me to say anything mean about nice people. But I’ve never met someone so much of an airhead that I’ve wanted to… Wayne Brady. She should work for Interpol, I’m surprised her head hasn’t exploded from contradicting rules. If I were smart I’d write a rule to jump off a bridge.
- Bullshit employee propaganda: I think this is mandatory for all teetfeeders of a company, I find it degrading, but maybe there is chaos without it.
- Music: I’m not sure who their target audience when they picked this stuff out, but that place plays 0 good music. All crap. 100%. No classics, all 90′s top 40 garbage.
- Not serving: Worst part of going to work, is doing all the work that isn’t serving. It’s mostly cleaning and pointless crap that “has to be done”. I usually end up weaseling out of it, or doing way too much.
- Blacks: Blacks are Mexicans that speak English and know better. As a whole, they are generally decent people, but as Chris Rock puts its, there are two types of black people.
- Mexicans: Cheap, but I bet they don’t know better. Yeah, right.
- Inconsistent: Granted the job is flexible, I don’t think I ever had the same schedule for more than 2 weeks.
- Good tips on bad service: This doesn’t apply to me…
- Kids: They’re trying to have a good time, I’m just trying to make a living. A bit of a clash.
- Dreams: Dreams about work are never good. The worst part is it takes over the part of having my regular awesome dreams.
Beetlejuice & the Joker. Seperated at birth?
May 4th
(Why so serious?)
Randomly surfing as I do at times, I recently discovered this picture, displaying the uncanny resemblence between Beetlejuice (Michael Keaton, 1988) and the Joker (Heath Ledger, 2008). Sadly, Batman seems to be a career ender for almost all celebrities, Mr. Freeze (Arnold Schwarzenegger, 1997), Robin (Chris O’Donnell, 1997), Batgirl (Alicia Silverstone, 1997), Batman (Michael Keaton, 1988), and Batman (Val Kilmer, 1995) all of which have made crap since, and finally there is the late Heath Ledger who will be missed very much.
I decieded to try to find other medium of the joker and beetlejuice, which leaves cartoons, comics, and the NES. To the left is the comparison of the animated versions, as for the comics Beetlejuice is pretty much the same as his cartoon counter-part; whereas the Joker… well you can see for yourself. Down below we have the only gaming platform the two share, everyones favorite third generation gaming console, the famicom (NES). You can clearly see that the Beetlejuice homescreen looks like present-day Joker, but that could be due to technological limitations, like the same reason Mario has a mustache. “SM: We had to draw Mario as a small character and at the same time, we had to make him look human. To do that, we needed to draw a distinctive feature for him, such as giving him a big nose. We gave him a moustache so that we didn’t need to draw a mouth. ”
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