Truer words have never been spoken.
“Porn is for people who can’t get non.”
— a commenter on this story about a 3D adult film being made in Hong Kong
Okay, he probably meant “none,” and not “Non,” the mute Kryptonian bad guy from Superman II, but it remains no less true regardless.
And why was I looking at an article about a 3D adult film being made in Hong Kong in the first place, you may ask? Well, 1) wouldn’t you? — and 2) because I was seeking out some choice material for a new side project: Estate 4.1, where I pick out some charming and witty samples of the sorts of comments you’ve come to expect from any online news source allowing The People to affix responses to their stories.
…We laugh so we don’t cry, friends.
Prawns are for people who can’t get naan.
Mike, I checked out the link to Estate 4.1, and compiling that stuff would have me crying myself to sleep every night until I had a breakdown. Good luck.
Oh man, Estate 4.1 has me searching Google Maps for the nearest clocktower.
You are the Pun King. I bow to your supremacy.
So a site making sport of comments has no comments itself?
Ed – Weird, isn’t it?
How depressing is it that I actually heard that anti-gay rant (including the bit about being a nice, considerate person) almost word-for-word in real life once?
It was on Pride weekend, too.
“It is now no more that toleration is spoken of as if it were the indulgence of one class of people that another enjoyed the exercise of their inherent natural rights…”
*sigh*
We are merely characters in your made for t.v. movie.
Estate 4.1…Brilliant idea Mike!
Love the idea (and title) of Estate 4.1, Mike, but if you overload with political comments it’s going to be much more depressing than funny. My honest advice is to make sure you leaven the “I’m a proud bigot” stuff with music rants, comic rants, etc. Keep it a bit lighter.
Chance – Oh, yeah, don’t worry, I intend to! The wackier, the better!
Yeah, I know, but somehow including feedback (and by feedback I don’t mean “productive input” so much as actual “jamming a microphone into a speaker until everyone clamps their hands over their ears”) would seem to be more fun, in an effed-up kind of way.