The GabCast (A podcast about BellGab)

[SpaceMeowMaid]

Kabuki MAN!

I mean Sargent Kabuki Man!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GicYEjTdN8I

[Jackstar]

This might not be the word she was looking to use here. Fair warning.

I was wrong. That dude is legit.

[Nyewalker]

What’s up, y’all? Just got here.

Lee is going in ...

[SpaceMeowMaid]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LGD9i718kBU

[WOTR]

Sure you do. Go several posts above your last post and help yourself to a sardine.

http://youtu.be/qLC9o_unLq4

Oh... Some days I'm really slow. Even with the help and pointing me in the right direction I nearly missed it... Thanks.

[WOTR]

Do any of them ...stubbornly refuse to curve the bills of their caps no matter how much abuse is heaped upon them by sexless fat drones clinging to the vestiges of masculinity...

I am just watching the start of the gabcast. Did you happen to notice Azz has a nice, flat cap bill?

[WOTR]

Under your crocheted doily.

And this is why I love this place.

[AZZERAE]

No one writes poems about fat people.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rWN2s5LMxto

[AZZERAE]

make me fat

Try it. You might like it.

[Jackstar]

You might like it.

He very well will not, and, stop peeing on my heroes. He will only end up liking that instead, and I am not paying to ruin all that satin.

[AZZERAE]

He very well will not, and, stop peeing on my heroes. He will only end up liking that instead, and I am not paying to ruin all that satin.

No one writes poetry anymore.

[Jackstar]

No one writes poetry anymore.

Nigga, I just wrote some yesterday. Meanwhile k-dub I am sure is fingerpainting it onto his bathroom mirror as an integral part of his morning shaving ritual.

Oh. Wait. You are being ironic. Well, at least I made us all think about k-dub shaving.

[SpaceMeowMaid]

Nigga, I just wrote some yesterday. Meanwhile k-dub I am sure is fingerpainting it onto his bathroom mirror as an integral part of his morning shaving ritual.

Oh. Wait. You are being ironic. Well, at least I made us all think about k-dub shaving.

Wait, we aren't supposed to do that all the time? Oh, then me neither!!!

[K_Dubb]

I am just watching the start of the gabcast. Did you happen to notice Azz has a nice, flat cap bill?

I did, and it is in fact Azz's hat that brought that illustration to mind.  Not so much Azz's hat but the desire of one viewer at least, no doubt some grotesque tumescent slug of a fellow, to persuade him to wear it differently.  While I pride myself on being able to distinguish at a glance a lancer's czapka from a common shako, a hussar's busby (the little red felt circle on top is known as a cul-de-singe, or monkey's ass) from an artilleryman's cap, and the helmet of a cuirassier from that of a common dragoon, I have never grasped the arcane codes of American cap-wearing and my pleas for assistance here have gone unanswered.  I refuse to wear one since, legitimately estranged from pop culture, I may unknowingly signal allegiance to some tribe or other body that my true sympathies may not warrant.

We may have our reputation as thoughtless trend-followers and style police but your straight American male is the most useless clucking busybody where certain articles are concerned and the edicts laid down by the marginally literate salami-chewing hive mind pertaining to the width of one's pants and whether v-necks or crew-necks are to be worn are enforced,  through grunts and grimaces and derisive gestures, with a rigor that puts our humble efforts at conformity to shame.  You guys are such faggots.

[K_Dubb]

Try it. You might like it.

Get thee behind me, Satan!

[K_Dubb]

No one writes poetry anymore.

Nonsense!  As you have pointed out, some jolly entertainers in the Black community have, within my lifetime, managed to revive the art of rhyme.  I could wish a little more metrical discipline among the brothers but, on the whole, poetry is alive and well.

[ItsOver]

Lee is going in ...

Ha!  This is great.  My super silent .177 pellet sniper rifle, with a Weaver 4x28, is ready.  The tree rats never know what harvested them.

[Walks_At_Night]

I did, and it is in fact Azz's hat that brought that illustration to mind.  Not so much Azz's hat but the desire of one viewer at least, no doubt some grotesque tumescent slug of a fellow, to persuade him to wear it differently.  While I pride myself on being able to distinguish at a glance a lancer's czapka from a common shako, a hussar's busby (the little red felt circle on top is known as a cul-de-singe, or monkey's ass) from an artilleryman's cap, and the helmet of a cuirassier from that of a common dragoon, I have never grasped the arcane codes of American cap-wearing and my pleas for assistance here have gone unanswered.  I refuse to wear one since, legitimately estranged from pop culture, I may unknowingly signal allegiance to some tribe or other body that my true sympathies may not warrant.

Solved this for you before and that solution is still relevant man. Just rock a fishing hat:



There will be zero chance of you unwittingly signaling allegiance to some West LA gang by happening to be wearing a Cincinnati Reds hat. In fact out you'll be paying homage to William Conrad:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UZBTEqspr2o

[ItsOver]

Solved this for you before and that solution is still relevant man. Just rock a fishing hat:



There will be zero chance of you unwittingly signaling allegiance to some West LA gang by happening to be wearing a Cincinnati Reds hat. In fact out you'll be paying homage to William Conrad:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UZBTEqspr2o

I’ll drink to that.

[K_Dubb]

And this is why I love this place.

It did not escape my notice that you skipped over line after line of perfectly executed trochees (the product of several minutes' sustained concentration) with nary a whisper of approbation and instead lavished your praise upon albrect's snide, and wholly inaccurate, remark which traffics in low stereotypes about the kind of old-lady decor favored by the swish.  And this from the only other person on this entire forum who knows what an antimacassar is!  There is a distinct whiff of lavender about that old boy.

I will have you know that my doilies are not crocheted but are in fact knit by my aunt (lace knitting is very high-status and difficult), and in a simple sort of Norwegian embroidered pullwork (from my big sister) called Hardangersøm, which he very well knows.

[K_Dubb]

Solved this for you before and that solution is still relevant man. Just rock a fishing hat:



There will be zero chance of you unwittingly signaling allegiance to some West LA gang by happening to be wearing a Cincinnati Reds hat. In fact out you'll be paying homage to William Conrad:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UZBTEqspr2o

Yes, and your effort to make me look like a huge dork is no funnier the second time around.  Very well; I have roasted your fat on a sizzling spit and now I shall reflect on your hair.  The only statement made by this form of headgear is "I am bald."  You are bald, Groyper is bald, Azzerae is bald, Jacky is for sure bald and (despite his desperate attempt to evoke the Cossacks) is fit only to be daubed in cheap tanning cream and, hiding his bulk  in a refrigerator box on the stoop, displayed to amuse the children on Halloween with antic japes and gurning.

[ItsOver]

... There is a distinct whiff of lavender about that old boy...

I can see it.  We can’t all be in to chainsaws and such here in Tejas.

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[SredniVashtar]

It did not escape my notice that you skipped over line after line of perfectly executed trochees (the product of several minutes' sustained concentration) with nary a whisper of approbation and instead lavished your praise upon albrect's snide, and wholly inaccurate, remark which traffics in low stereotypes about the kind of old-lady decor favored by the swish.  And this from the only other person on this entire forum who knows what an antimacassar is!  There is a distinct whiff of lavender about that old boy.

I will have you know that my doilies are not crocheted but are in fact knit by my aunt (lace knitting is very high-status and difficult), and in a simple sort of Norwegian embroidered pullwork (from my big sister) called Hardangersøm, which he very well knows.

What am I? Chopped liver?

[K_Dubb]

What am I? Chopped liver?

You are beneath my notice since you prefer to hang out at ellgab waiting for a glimpse of a fat man's ween.  Degenerate.

[K_Dubb]

[Walks_At_Night]

Yes, and your effort to make me look like a huge dork is no funnier the second time around.  Very well; I have roasted your fat on a sizzling spit and now I shall reflect on your hair.  The only statement made by this form of headgear is "I am bald."  You are bald, Groyper is bald, Azzerae is bald, Jacky is for sure bald and (despite his desperate attempt to evoke the Cossacks) is fit only to be daubed in cheap tanning cream and, hiding his bulk  in a refrigerator box on the stoop, displayed to amuse the children on Halloween with antic japes and gurning.

*Sigh* As always I hold your best interest at heart.  I have no intention what so ever to make you look like  a quote huge dork unquote. Look at the gentleman pictured below. Is he a some sort of dork? Of course not - he is simply prepared for the dangers of the beach.  Granted, packs of young boys may throw stones at him while shouting horrible things but it is a sacrifice to be made in the name of personal health.



So let us take the photo in your avatar here:


Strutting along the virus cauldron that is the beach: short shorts, ass a-wiggling, bare heels a-clicking, wife beater shirt, aviator sunglasses while spewing out clouds of Captain Bob's from the pipe.  Quite the look but is anything lost if it is coupled with the hat above?  No! Nothing is lost but that tender neck nape is protected from roasting and your eyes shielded from cataract causing rays of death.  It's for the best man.

[AZZERAE]

Azzerae is bald...

You are on thin fucking ice. Ever since you found out I'm a sweathog it seems you've dropped the "Dear, sweet Azzerae" and switched it out for this kind of insolence. I'll have you know I am coming damn close to sonning your ass...soon...if you keep this shit up. AND! Tell your little pal Pate to watch his fucking step as well. Talking about I'm not a gangster.  How the fuck does he know who roll with? I walk through Warwick Junction with one motherfuckin' nibba at my side, puffing on that Chinese shit...none of them dust blunts, BITCH! The pigs locked me up for my blade, and I got send to rehab for narcotics. I ain't goin' back!

[Walks_At_Night]

You are on thin fucking ice. Ever since you found out I'm a sweathog it seems you've dropped the "Dear, sweet Azzerae" and switched it out for this kind of insolence. I'll have you know I am coming damn close to sonning your ass...soon...if you keep this shit up. AND! Tell your little pal Pate to watch his fucking step as well. Talking about I'm not a gangster.  How the fuck does he know who roll with? I walk through Warwick Junction with one motherfuckin' nibba at my side, puffing on that Chinese shit...none of them dust blunts, BITCH! The pigs locked me up for my blade, and I got send to rehab for narcotics. I ain't goin' back!

This works...and quite well.  I take a different tact however.

Hey K_Dubb!
https://getyarn.io/yarn-clip/27708716-630a-4b13-8283-44f2644d846d

[AZZERAE]

...

Hey, Walks. Remember back when you called me "Weasel Boy"? What the fuck did that mean?!

[K_Dubb]

You are on thin fucking ice. Ever since you found out I'm a sweathog it seems you've dropped the "Dear, sweet Azzerae" and switched it out for this kind of insolence. I'll have you know I am coming damn close to sonning your ass...soon...if you keep this shit up. AND! Tell your little pal Pate to watch his fucking step as well. Talking about I'm not a gangster.  How the fuck does he know who roll with? I walk through Warwick Junction with one motherfuckin' nibba at my side, puffing on that Chinese shit...none of them dust blunts, BITCH! The pigs locked me up for my blade, and I got send to rehab for narcotics. I ain't goin' back!