Random Linkage
I had googled images named "Balaam" (in search of a specific piece of art that I adore) when I came across a most interesting set of webpages made by the Reverand Brendan Powell Smith. Really quite worth the look if you have the time. Work safe.
Religious legos. I'll admit I was amused by the effort behind each scene and it was really quite cool, even tho I don't really do the religious thing. I flipped through a few stories then began to notice that the guy who made these was adding his own personal dialog in grey text. The grey text wasn't exactly appropriate in several cases. So I went on looking and found links to his other "works of art" like this film and this game.
The more I click through that game the more I am amused with what lies behind each selection. This stuff is great ahahaa.
One option goes like this:
"You head up the basement stairs in search of your sister Pam.
You have many memories of Pam, and as you make your way up the rickety old basement stairs toward the kitchen, one in particular stands out:
- the time Pam killed your favorite pet, Wally.
- Merv's wedding: December 15, 1969.
- the double-date gone horribly wrong -- resulting in your only son, Sammy. "
I chose the first option which gave me:
" It was back in the 60s. You had always wanted a pet, but Nannie and Poppy were strict and laid down the law that there shall be no pets in their household.
Then one afternoon while playing in the bathroom, you came across something floating in the toilet. It was small, oblong, and brownish, and oh-so-cute. Rebellious, you decided to break the rules and keep it as your pet. You named it "Wally".
You knew Nannie would go ape-shit if she ever found him, so you put Wally in an old Mayonnaise jar and poked some holes in the top of it so he could breathe. To be on the safe side, you hid Wally under the bed in Pam's room.
All that week you snuck in and visited Wally, giving him little snacks and sometimes letting him out of the jar for a few minutes at a time.
But the life of a young boy is quite busy, and soon you were only coming to visit Wally every few days. And then about a month later when you went into Pam's room to say hi to the old feller, you discovered to your horror that Wally was gone! You searched through Pam's room, upturning tables, emptying drawers, but no dice. No luck in Lucia's, Paula's, Stephen and BOOG's rooms either. (You were too afraid to enter Nannie and Poppy's room.)
Then a little later on when you entered the bathroom to take a leak, there next to the toilet was little Wally's mayonnaise jar - emptied.
Pam.
You knew right away it was her. Pam had flushed Wally down the toilet.
How could she do that? So thoughtless. So cruel.
You confronted her, but walked away with swollen sack.
You just can't reason with some people.
Still, there's always been something strangely alluring about Pam...
- Confront Pam again.
- Adjust underwear.
- Check toilet for a new pet. "
GG, "Reverend", GG.
Religious legos. I'll admit I was amused by the effort behind each scene and it was really quite cool, even tho I don't really do the religious thing. I flipped through a few stories then began to notice that the guy who made these was adding his own personal dialog in grey text. The grey text wasn't exactly appropriate in several cases. So I went on looking and found links to his other "works of art" like this film and this game.
The more I click through that game the more I am amused with what lies behind each selection. This stuff is great ahahaa.
One option goes like this:
"You head up the basement stairs in search of your sister Pam.
You have many memories of Pam, and as you make your way up the rickety old basement stairs toward the kitchen, one in particular stands out:
- the time Pam killed your favorite pet, Wally.
- Merv's wedding: December 15, 1969.
- the double-date gone horribly wrong -- resulting in your only son, Sammy. "
I chose the first option which gave me:
" It was back in the 60s. You had always wanted a pet, but Nannie and Poppy were strict and laid down the law that there shall be no pets in their household.
Then one afternoon while playing in the bathroom, you came across something floating in the toilet. It was small, oblong, and brownish, and oh-so-cute. Rebellious, you decided to break the rules and keep it as your pet. You named it "Wally".
You knew Nannie would go ape-shit if she ever found him, so you put Wally in an old Mayonnaise jar and poked some holes in the top of it so he could breathe. To be on the safe side, you hid Wally under the bed in Pam's room.
All that week you snuck in and visited Wally, giving him little snacks and sometimes letting him out of the jar for a few minutes at a time.
But the life of a young boy is quite busy, and soon you were only coming to visit Wally every few days. And then about a month later when you went into Pam's room to say hi to the old feller, you discovered to your horror that Wally was gone! You searched through Pam's room, upturning tables, emptying drawers, but no dice. No luck in Lucia's, Paula's, Stephen and BOOG's rooms either. (You were too afraid to enter Nannie and Poppy's room.)
Then a little later on when you entered the bathroom to take a leak, there next to the toilet was little Wally's mayonnaise jar - emptied.
Pam.
You knew right away it was her. Pam had flushed Wally down the toilet.
How could she do that? So thoughtless. So cruel.
You confronted her, but walked away with swollen sack.
You just can't reason with some people.
Still, there's always been something strangely alluring about Pam...
- Confront Pam again.
- Adjust underwear.
- Check toilet for a new pet. "
GG, "Reverend", GG.