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Ian’s Unnecessary Farewell Post Roundup

Thursday, January 31st, 2008

solongcracked1.jpgWell, my Cracked’y friends, it seems our enchanting time together is at a close, as I will shortly be off to pursue other endeavors (or “endeavours,” as our dainty readers from across Ye Olde Ponde would say). But before I go, I thought that rather than shoving out one more snarky post about celebrity proctological habits, it would be more fitting to turn the spotlight for once to you, the fabulous readers, whose ad-clicks have paid for my new kitchen.

So today I’d like to share some of my favorite reader comments from my stint here at the Cracked blog, separated into handy categories for your perusal. I believe they show that you are the true assholes here. I mean stars.

The Concerned Parents:

  • badhog: what if this was your child?would you post her on this site just for comedy?I find the line between comedy and bad taste very fine
  • jaek: Things of this nature only cease to be funny when something similar has happened to you or someone you care about. But that is typically what it takes for someone to gain prespective. A person who loves rape jokes would likely stop making them if they were subjected to that type of violence. It’s quite easy to point and laugh at the misfortune of others until then.

The Smartypantses:

  • Ross: By the way, not to be a pedandic dick but Britain is four seperate countries with at least 10 or 20 counties each. Britain isn’t just London. Sorry to be pedantic, you know i love you guys (in a totally rugged manly way).
  • Captain Ross: Technically to you British means English, therefore I escape on a geographical technicallity.
  • Gladstone: Wait. I just realized you used the Walrus for Paul. True, Lennon said “the walrus was Paul” in Glass Onion, but that was a lie. John Lennon was the walrus — as in “I am the walrus, coo, coo, ca-joob”)
  • RDawkins: I’d simply like to point out that Atheism is not a religion, rather, the absence of religion. I hope your consciousness has been raised.
  • Brentin: Um, Ian, in the picture of the “trademark black cowboy hat”, the hat he’s wearing is white.
  • Daniel O’Brien: Hey, if someone wanted to write a post about how people always use irony incorrectly, would it be ironic if the author of the post used irony incorrectly all throughout the post? Would that irony be nullified if it was discovered that the author used it incorrectly intentionally? Would that mean it ISN’T ironic anymore? Is it possible that there is NO SUCH THING as irony? I want you all to think about that while I finish up this heaping pile of cocaine.

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The RIAA Are Huge Dicks. This Title Has No Joke In It.

Thursday, January 3rd, 2008

The RIAA went from something I didn’t know existed to something I hate with an undying passion faster than anything other than Van Helsing and turkey slapping. On several occasions, I have written about their big, fat, stupid antiquated doings and why they deserve to be choked to death with Rosie’s exercise unitard.

So what are the filthy bastards up to now? Ensuring that their scheme of blackmailing people by threatening legal action is universally applicable. RIAA lawyers now claim that you are violating copyright law if you rip a CD you own to your own computer.

That’s like saying anyone who paints a painting or draws a sketch of any copyrighted material is a law breaker, and I’ll be damned if the pigs are going to arrest me for my notebooks filled with sketches of Hannah Montana.

The lawyers claim it’s illegal because the user is transferring the music into a medium “not of the artist’s choosing.” By that logic, I shouldn’t be allowed to whistle anything from the new Rogue Wave CD because, after all, aren’t lip-formed atmospheric vibrations an “unauthorized medium?”

What does this mean for you? Probably nothing, unless you’re unlucky enough to be selected at random from millions of liable people and sued by the RIAA. If that happens, you are now not only liable for that copy of P.S. I Love You on your hard drive, but also every song on your iPod you can’t prove you bought through iTunes. Start saving those e-receipts, folks.

And for the record, the Rogue Wave thing wasn’t product placement, I just like them. In fact, I think I’ll go rip their new CD to my iPod.

Comic maliciously pirated from Toothpaste For Dinner.


Besides blogging for CRACKED, Michael also makes hilarious videos as writer and co-founder of Those Aren’t Muskets!