Showing posts with label artsy stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label artsy stuff. Show all posts

Monday, May 20, 2013

McMohammed



Is it blasphemy day yet? .. It is now.
McMohammed (PBUH (Processed Beef Upon Him))- Face not shown, as it's hidden by clown make-up!

All nuggets slaughtered as cruelly and hallallallly as possible.

Click on image to supersize it! You know the drill.

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Bible Thumper


This is for you, Bill O Reilly.

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

There is a Real Happiness of Wallerstien's!


Wallerstien...
It requires a way.
So, through the many fragrant
we fairly chart our recompense.




Sentiment of Wallerstien

Of all great sentiment on joyous for you! Let's have a one, together!


It Rhymes with Bean


In this month of time of yaar, 
We drink of milk and blood-red wine,
Or honey juice and ginger baar, 
And toddies laced with clementine.

The children tucked without a fjar,
A teal dove all their dreams align,
Straight as a crimson arrow spjar,
In through it's breast along a line.

I know it isn't really feer,
To rhyme "a line" there with "align",
But I'm not bothered. I don't ceer.
Just have a trippy Wallerstien!

A Wallerstien's Day, Everyone!




Sunday, December 11, 2011

An Grinch ar Ghoid na Nollag

A version of The Grinch Who Stole Christmas, adapted for the Irish by myself and Máire Eoghain, of Scátháinín Mháire, for her Meánrang Gaeilge, 2011.
You can find this and other fun Irish goodies over at our blogger site, Agus Aráile, 7rl.blogspot.com


Baineadh sult as an Nollaig i mbaile na Who,
Ach théadh an Grinch thar an tséasur gan fiú.

Bhí an ghráin ag an nGrinch ar an Nollaig, fadó.
Bhí a chroíse chomh fuar agus róbheag faoi dhó.

"Caithfidh mé stop a chur uirthi go deo!"

Níor mhaith leis an torann, ná bréagáin na féile,
Síor-canadh is casadh is 'chuile shórt eile.

"Gread leis an gcallán is guthanna caola!
Curfaidh mé scrios ar a mbuac na teile!"

Go tobann ansin, chum seisean a bheart.
Foirfe go holc, is go foirfe mícheart.

Shleamhnaigh sé síos isteach ina dtithe,
Idir gach uile Who, ag codladh sa luí.
'Chuile Who-leanbh sa leaba theolaí.

Ghoid sé na bronntanais sactha sna stocaí,
Féiríní beaga 's crainn mhóra fhlocaithe;

Gach mír den bhia is gach naipcín gréasta;
Thóg seisean uatha fiú rósta an fhéasta.

Ach tugadh faoi deara an gadaí ag Who,
Páiste amháin, tugtar léi Cindy Lou.

"Cé thusa ansin? Cén fáth ' bhfuil tú ann?
Céard atá tú ag déanamh anois lenár gcrann?"

"Cuirfidh mé caoi ar bholgán amháin.
Sin í an chúis a tháinig mé ann.
Agus beidh mé ar ais le bhur stuif agus crann.
Mar sin, téigh a luí, agus ná bí ag stán'."

Ansin chuig a chluas, bhí fuaim ag teacht.
Glortha ag séideadh go soléir is beacht.

Ach ní raibh siad brónach ar bith, nó go dona.
Ba é ceol lán d'armóin agus mothú an-sona.

Cé go ndearna sé cinnte a dhícheall beag scallta,
Baineadh tada amach ansin, go ginearalta.

Tháinig an Nollaig in ainneoin a iarrachta.
Bhí na Whos fós ag ceiliúradh in aghaidh a choireachta.

"B'fhéidir nach bhfuil as na siopaí an bhrí,
Ach maireann an Nollaig anseo inár gcroíthe!"

D'fhoghlaim an Grinch gur an meon an ní 's deise.
Bíonn rudaí go deas, ach níl siad ach breise.

Tháinig an mothú isteach ina chroí,
Agus maireann sé beo ansin ceart i gconaí.

Mar a d'fhás a chroí féin an lá maith sin faoi thrí.
Agus maireann sé beo ansin ceart i gconaí!!

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Blaspho!




© weskos, 2010, all rights reserved, all blame taken.

Today is September 30th, 2010: Blasphemy Day. No one has the right to hold their beliefs or sensitivities beyond scrutiny, criticism or lampooning. So, in the spirit of slaughtering sacred cows, I offer you this nsfw piece. "Marital aids" (I love that euphemism! Ha!) for christians.

This may even get my blog demolished by blogspot/blogger, but freedom of expression is worth pushing the envelope.

Yes, you may think this is 'way over the line,' but that's the point now, isn't it? I invite you to examine your own sacred cows. We all have them.

Monday, June 28, 2010