02/06/2011
Random Rant
28/05/2011
Archibald the werewolf and his werepoodle bitches
It's cold outside, the full moon peaks sneaky sneakily like through the thick clouds. It's cold, colder then usual for this time of year. Some say that it has been the coldest year in overr 60 years. I really do not know why anyone would care, I don't think it effects house prices or anything. Reminds me of some interesting person telling me about their love exity8 level what's a ma thing, doing level f to poop, or something to that affect. Sorry about that, I am trying to say that it is cold outside. But that is outside, we are inside. It's warm, musky, crowded and the its where all the fantasy folk go when they need to let go, and don an Afro.
There he is, Archibald the werewolf, surrounded by his werepoodle bitches. But he's not sleazy, well not too sleazy. Think of him as the guy behind the counter at your local green grocer, okay you have me he's pretty sleazy. He's wearing a pin stripe suite, top 2 buttons on his shirt are open, with some chest fur peaking out, not quite as much as the green grocer though. Now the good bit, the werepoodles. They are typical sleazy guy paid for company...... not sure if I should describe them it may offend some and the scary thing is it may excite a few who find the idea of a poodle lady appealing.
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Sorry what were you, woof, woof arooo, sorry just day dreaming a bit there.
Not sure where that was going, but it could of had everything, clowns on unicycles, intrigue, suspense watrmelons filled with vodka, monkeys in bikinis and romance, crowmance, cheese and more cheese. The rude word of the day is bum partgoing
10/07/2007
Thanks for all the fish.
Oh yes I have also started writing a book! Its gonna be great, action suspense, tenticle creatures and a milk man, yes you heard that correctly, but not just any milk man, he is th Milk Man of justice (patent pending). The book is named Memiors of a Gopher named Gopher. So far this epic novel is standing at a hefty 3 pages, of solid dripping GOLD!
04/04/2007
Blog Of Doom!
I know this is short, but I need to keep it that way so that I can understand it.
31/03/2007
instant coffee just add humans
The world has become a sad sad place, when jingle boops talk about their sordid love affairs with small hominid life forms from that little blue planet in the milky way. Interspecies mingling can not be tolerated in this age of high fidelity quadraphonic spaz slapping.
Sorry but, as usual I’m not at sorts, stimulants, lack of sleep and utter boredom have caused global warming on scales not yet know to those damn penguins…………. Quack (penguins dammit, que the penguins) (what’s the difference? duck, penguin they both swim) (the one eats, fish the other eats..)(toast!) (what? I’ve never seen a duck eat toast) (no no not ducks, I want toast, snack packs ,snack packs all I want are snack packs) (someone please remove this idiot…. And get me a snack pack too……. Hm this is some good juice, can I go for a lye down?) Alright, the support staff are out of the way, no we only have one more task… and that is , take over the world, brush our teeth, chase a shot of tequila with skunk urine. No its time to browse the internet for more pointless crap to do. Number 1, read http://dchedda.blogspot.com (this very blog) If that is not pointless enough, then well bluh…..
23/01/2007
That’s funny I was about to say the same thing
Ah yes and guess what, all these great plans of witty report and etc have deluded me. I can’t smoke in doors any more so I will have to live off the fumes from under my bed.
I went to happy fun land tonight, only to be met by some half assed Nigerian, he said the park was closed, so what could I do apart from pee on the roller coaster and vow to be there earlier tomorrow (apparently most people are asleep by 3)
But I got some photo’s of me and the lads. I’m the good looking one.




Apparently people act like acting like retards around me.
08/09/2006
Unimportant Iputs of Don
Unimportant Iputs of Don
I’ve officially been recruited as a random inclusion… my purpose in making huge effort to type words, correct in grammar and inspiring in reason, create no feeling of hope or fateful faith. They’re simply there because they weren’t told that they couldn’t be. Hi, I’ve lived 23 years of my life with the title of Don. Not really the type of personal description that runs parallel with anything that vaguely begets exciting, excitement…choosing it’s home between the colour grey and melancholy emotions….
Fark that was boring…
I once possessed intriguing tales relating closely with the human condition. Metaphorical enigma’s of sorts, bold yet mundane… once, on queue, shocking and awing audiences, opening vast realms of self imaginations… Journey’s of great Kings, life altering realizations of needing hopefuls and endings perfect enough to raise eyebrows place unimpressionable critics. These oddly placed words of myth, glory and achievement, circled royalty type conversations with ease.
Sadly though…great tales decay. Become ice breakers and awkward elevator conversations, it becomes a eighty-five year olds dying joke.
Sorry I have not proof read this post, but hell that makes things more interesting.
Oh well enjoy your week/donkey darbie/any other event which may be worth mentioning.
26/07/2006
(Insert Title)
Sorry about the time thingy, it’s just that this is, was, er will be a prepared blog entry. I typedy, typedy, some stuff on me keyboard into the words n’ stuff program, then I save it for later. Kind of like preparing a biochemical warfare weapon thing. I doubt that even the best biochemical scientist dudes could have made their allotted nasties in terror 101. They would have needed to put in many hours of home work, mixing just the right amounts of anthrax with Viagra etc. and on the good side at least you don’t get very many second rate biochemical terrorists, due to the high levels of self study required, they seem to kind of sort them selves out(and their family pets, families, neighbours pets, neighbours etc. etc.)
“I’m sorry oh great large, powerful and very muscular in that t-shirt random shit generator. You are the most wonderfulest random shit generator in the entire fluff. Oh take me into your flock and show me your wonder. And I will give you all my worldly possessions; I have no need for them for I know that when I am with you I need not. What is that? Oh of course I will bring you all the beer that this land has to offer. .. Yes and a cheese burger, with extra chips. …. And a Game boy? Oh Sorry one of those cool new Game Boy DS’ with all the cool little extras, and all the games for it that this ;land has to offer…. And a Porsche designed kitchen set including the nifty toaster and kettle. Oh my random shit generator, this is… What oh you are not done, but this is a rather long list, and I don’t think I even know what a spaloonkedy wonka is….. This is too much, where oh where shall I find these things?” And then I shot him, the most annoying disciple I have ever had. Remember that even though I may take pity upon you today, because you praised my random shit, and stuff, no one likes a suck up, especially not one that doesn’t know what a spaloonkedy wonka is anyway. Oh and next time you see me, give me a beer I’ve deserved it.
22/07/2006
Listen to me now.
And next time on the tv channels of our live we might actually get past the drinks menu. “Ooh, Ooh! I want the blue one, look at the blue one, its all blue and stuff!” I, myself Frank Block of the lands that cease to do stuff of twiddily rounding paths, have found ye another way of wasting vast amounts of time. Yahoo Answers. Which is yet another of these all too wonderful web 2.0 something or the others. It allows me, or you, with all our combined knowledge to ask stupid questions, and to give even dumber answers. I puts a smile on ones face when you know in your heart of heart that you have helped someone else reach and attain a fuller better life. I did this today, just a few moments ago, I helped a poor Sudanese child come to terms with the fact that he is going to have a shit life, for the rest of his life, because he can’t tie his shoes. I mean it the little things, like why is there no snow on the moon? Or what do you think of my Godzilla? Is it safe to let the Windsor’s mate? Important, personal, fruitionola, veggie based questions, that will inevitably clog the internet, causing 5 less people to read this blog. Poop on string, when puppies eat soap on a rope.
Damn Mr Bush, always screwing around when we need him most. The Russians were rather upset with etv’s shit movie last night “Red Heat” where Arnold Schwarzenegger, killed a bunch of people because their Russian accent was better than his. Now seriously has Arnold ever had a good accent? Has he acted in Austrian movies? Was his native accent as shit as his English/Russian/anything he says accent. Only Americans would elect these mofos. I guess I can’t be one to talk though, I can’t understand anything South African politicians say either; all I know is that they like large expensive 4x4s, R500 000 family holidays, and the occasional post coital showers.
Until next-time. Keep on keeping on
01/07/2006
Dam inhabitants of nostril land.
AS you may have / or not gathered, I was degraded to a sans internet status for the last week or so of last month. It gave me time to catch up on a little reading (note to self we need a new tv guide), some chores, some other stuff and a good deal of playing Ragnarok Offline Battle. It is a doujin (fan made) game by a company called French Bread (Don’t worry I have yet to find any frenchiness to it, although there is also a decided lack of Englishness too.) The game is in Japanese (I think) and pretty much entails you going on a quest to wonder the country side, while beating the crap out of cute little bunnies, mushrooms with teeth, cute little bunnies, cute little doggies, funny things with long tongues, a scare crow and more cute creature of various descriptions. It releases our innate hate for all things cute, this easiest identified by giving a baby a cute stuffed animal, babies are rather ill equipped to fight any meaningful battles, so they in fact rely on their blunted gums and over active bowels to soil, destroy, humiliate and other bad things, to said cute stuffed creatures. No wonder we all come out a little odd, because the adults who are supposed to protect infants are continuously dressing them in, surrounding them with obnoxious cute little Satan beasties. It warps the psyche, turning our natural inborn hate to turn into a silly wimpering “Ahhh! That’s cute.” I propose a boycott on all things cute, fluffy and pink. We shall surround our young with sharp objects (which can be used to attack cute things that try corrupt said infant), and dark colours. The “terrible” twos are merely complaining about all the cute crap lying around.
11/06/2006
I can prove that cheese is tasty. Here eat this.
07/06/2006
Live and partially nude in a bedroom near you!
Oh ja, um yous guys’s must send youses funny shit to my email fblock40(at)hotmail.com [just replace the (at) with @] If you wanna send funny pictures, make sure my email is empty. But it would be better if you send rants, raves and even dribbles top dis box. Remember that I don’t even give my friends my email address, so use it wisely. The bestest stuffs will be puted up on this blog, you will receive recognition from the heavans above in the form of a fresh pigeon doodie on the car parked next to yours. You will also receive the prize of your choice, to collect your prize, go to your favourite shop, choose your prize, proceed to the counter, put the prize down, pull out your credit card/9 mm, and them go home to enjoy your prize. (Do note the armed robbery is frowned at in most “modern” societies, so check with your neighbours, unless of course you sold their house. Do not confirm any plans of armed robbery with the local policeman as they may want to charge a special armed robbery tax [bastards] or at least that’s what they did when I asked)
PS that mail box is a spam trap so, don’t send spam, just your little stories.
PPS don’t these little ps thingies piss you off.
01/06/2006
Fak, I was sleping and then.
Oh and by the way, I started a new blog thing on yahoo the address is bum bum bum
http://360.yahoo.com/animesourcesa
as usual my pc doesn't like me so you will have to cut and paste that link into your toaser, when it comes out nice and brown you may put it in you browser. 2 blogs = 2 times the shite from 1 times the lazy man, lets see how it goes.
29/04/2006
Robot Bastard, and other short films.
Okay I know I haven't been posting, but I've gotten rather bored of the internet, so I've taken to wathing odd or hard to find films. Well I'm currently trying to source some Godzilla films. ROAR. GODZILA, GODZILLA! I dig weirdos in funny lizard costumes. Oh and there are quite a few people who are willing to let you download and watch their short films for free. Like Little Dog Turpie at (http://www.dogturpie.com/), based on a failry weird fairy tale, and nice animation. Then you have Robot Bastard (http://www.robotbastard.com/), with a dude in a robot suite on a mission, I don't want to give the plot away, but I thought it was pretty cool. You can also look at (www.divx.com) I have found quite a few weird and woderful short films on the web, I even found a full length Star Trek knock off, didn't download it though. Keep and eye out for student films, some of them are very good.
Godzilla VS the small children down the road. Now I'd watch that
19/04/2006
'Tis the last Wednesday of the week.
Apparently all of my American and beggar bashing has gotten me some good karma. I will be graduating on Friday, I will be celebrating on Friday and probably Saturday, and then I start my new job on Monday, and tomorrow is my last day here, things are definitely looking up, right, left and then right again. Now cross the street making sure that you keep an eye out for oncoming traffic. Poop! you jay walker. I’ve been told that when in Europe it is very easy to spot South Africans, because they always jay walk, that is cross the road at any location other than the zebra line thing or at the robot. I think it is probably safe to do it my way, that is adopt the position, ready, steady, NOW RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!!!!! In some anime I’ve seen that in Japan they have traffic lights that play some weird docile tune, maybe it is a pied piper kind of tune, lulling the unsuspecting pedestrians into harms way, it seems to have the same effect on the drivers who very rarely take the bait and ride over our anime producing friends. I think they should get something similar here in South Africa, but they would have to change the tune, maybe replace it with the sounds of gun shots, a police siren, breaking glass, it would have to be area specific, like near the zoo you’d have a lions roar etc. This would definitely reduce the amount of time spent crossing the road, and thus reducing the time that taxis have to aim for said pedestrians. Another plus would be that pedestrians would get fitter and thus live healthier more productive lives. Sorry about all that bull, I’m just pissed off with bastards who run out in front of your car and expect you, (they expect me to what?) not hit them, now isn’t that a bit too much to ask, for craps sake, you jumped in front of me, now you taste some datsun fury.
07/04/2006
Basic physics, for your inner hamster, inside of yourself.
What dictates the phase of any matter is its temperature. High temperature increases the movement between atoms, and hence there space between them. I.E. Ice (can be found in your neighbours freezer) melts into water when it is at room temperature (solid to liquid) put the water (sorry, I should have told you to put the ice in a glass, okay clean up the spilled water and get some more ice.) Note how the shape of the ice changes to fit the shape of the glass, now you can do the next step in a few ways. Basically you need to heat the water to about 100ÂșC. I tried setting it on fire but it seems to be a fire retardant – quite unlike petrol and other solvents, apart from water based ones of course. You can raise the waters temperature in the microwave or kettle, (be careful with the microwave as it will form hyper hot water, which is not moving, when you move it, the water will instantaneously change its phase from liquid to gas, this will spray fuggin hot water and steam onto you and those dum enough to stand near you while you play with the microwave. The kettle is safer; the bubbles given off during boiling are merely the bubbles of steam (waters gas state), which occur from the phase change (liquid to gas.)
Sorry I got a bit carried away, well explaining nothingness, like that in outer space. There is a finite amount of matter in the universe, that is if I keep on sending it through the SA post it will all eventually disappear (I think they send it to other dimensions.) And all of this finite matter needs to fill the infinite expanses of space. Doo dee doo dee doo…. Bum bum bummmmmm. Big revelation there are places without matter in them, these are called vacuums (no perfect vacuum exists, all those annoying little particles keep screwing things up.)
Whoa that was a long post, and I didn’t even get to explain that much. If this helped you please leave a comment, and I will further unravel the mysteries of the universe, or if you think this sucked leave a comment and then I’ll tell you why you suck. There is more on this subject, but I’m not gonna waste my time if you don’t want to read it. Thank you and good Friday afternoon.
04/04/2006
I Need a new car. ASAP!

From the drawing you can firstly notice that I do not design cars for a living, secondly you will notice the destructo hooter on the roof and the super strong bull bars on the front. Regular high grade steel would be suitable for the bull bar and reinforcing, the car would need at least a v8 engine to move all the extra weight, the destructo hooter can be aquired at most secret government military research labs. So I eagerly await me new car. and Thank you in advance.
03/04/2006
Welcome to Monday.
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HH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You freaken bastard, that hurts didn’t you mother tell you it’s not nice to bite people, freaken hell that was a perfectly good pair of pants, I only got them last month, now there is a freaken hole where my leg used to be…. WHAT THE FUUUUU, Where’s my leg, give me back my leg you funky monkey… wooozzzzeee,” lots of blood funny feelings. “What you smiling at you brown fuzzy teeth fairy?” ……. “Wanna be friends?”