Life, Love, and Losers

Webmaster's Note:  This will be the first in a series of advice columns featuring our savior, PizzleWig the Almighty.  However, to be fair and to avoid being called biased or one-sided, we've brought in another point of view.  So, let's take a look at our advice gurus:

PizzleWig

PizzleWig is the lord and supreme commander of all that is considered holy.  He is omnipotent, and usually invisible, except to the owners of this site, showing his gracious nature and infinite wisdom.  PizzleWig wants you to follow him, so he can love you.  Should you cross him though, he'll rip out your lungs and eat them raw.

Righteous Ron

Ronald Jebediah, or "Righteous Ron" as he prefers to be known, preaches the word of God whenever possible.  Completely lacking basic thought and reasoning skills, he considers himself a "good Christian," which is to say he accosts regular people at every turn to shove his system of beliefs down their throats.  Righteous Ron is married, has a child, and happily and peacefully lives in Salt Lake City, Utah.

Bucktooth Friedman of Spokane, Washington writes:

Dear Nothing Sacred,

I have a very difficult time "hooking up" with women.  I think I'm a pretty good looking guy, and I know that I have slick clothes and swell moves to drive the ladies wild (see attached photo), yet women just pay me no attention.  Do you have any idea why this might be?  I've exhausted just about every possibility and I can't figure out a single reason why.  Even women who I know to be desperate and willing to go out with anyone turn me down, but not before laughing in my face and kicking my genitals until they bleed internally.  Help!!!

Righteous Ron:  My son, God does not wish for you to be fornicating or to be "hooking through" with a young lady except in the bounds of a holy marriage sanctioned by three priests, a nun, and if at all possible, a flaming goat.  Clothing and moves will not help you when you find your soul tormenting in the eternal lake of fire when your loving and caring God casts you off for not following His way.

PizzleWig's:  Just look at you, ya fuckin' pansy!  What are you supposed to be, Cowboy Popeye or something?!?  The reason broads want nothing to do with you is because you're a complete schmuck, you asswipe.  You want advice?  Suicide is probably the only answer for you.  Don't bother speaking again until you've carried out my divine plan.  PizzleWig commands it!

Phil Slushfitz of Albany, New York writes:

Dear N-S,

A friend of mine recently started using drugs heavily.  I'm not totally sure how to react, since I myself have stayed away from drinking and drugs my whole life, and never intend to go anywhere near them.  It's looking more and more each day like he's totally addicted and that he might throw his future away, if not by destroying his education then by literally killing himself with an overdose or something similar.  What should I do?

Righteous Ron:  Drug addiction is the surest sign of witchcraft and Satanism out there next to playing Pokemon or Scrabble or Hungry Hungry Hippos.  I would suggest that you handle this the good old fashioned way and stone him, but from the sound of things, he's stoned enough already.  HA!  See, religion can be funny too!  You don't need all of your hula hoops and yo-yos and fancy-schmancy scooters to have fun.  Tell your friend to accept the Lord into his heart, and his desire to do drugs or ever think for himself will totally vanish.

PizzleWig:  You know why your shirt says "Fuck the Olympics?"  Because you're a big fat slob who could never get into the Olympics, you slug.  Tell your burn-out friend to switch to booze instead of drugs.  Booze is in no way addictive, dangerous, or fatal.  PizzleWig commands it!

Tiffani Sweetiedumples from Langley, British Columbia writes:

Hey guys =D,

My boyfriend and I have been together for almost three whole weeks!  *tee hee*  I've already engaged in oral sex with my boyfriend 67 times as is standard practice for teenagers nowadays, but now my boyfriend wants to take it further.  :O  I'm not sure how to respond to my boyfriend on this.  I think I'm a little young at only age 13, but my boyfriend is 27 and has said that it's OK when the difference in age is that great.  What should I tell my boyfriend?

Righteous Ron:  Oh Lord, give me the strength to answer this letter in a wholesome Christian manner.  I think that you nnnnneed to fierzzzzzzz....  I can't do it, I'm twitching too m m m much, sorry!

PizzleWig:  Thirteen, huh?  And still a virgin?  You'll never make it into my good graces unless you get busy, you filthy little tramp.  Let me get this straight...you'll take his unit in your mouth, but not in your--to use a technical term--love cave?  You've got problems, bitch.  Fuck him blue and while you're at it, stop saying "my boyfriend" in every fucking sentence or I'll carve your guts out and use them as a beer bong.  PizzleWig commands it!

Da Mixflex Thighmasta Clan of Bel Air, California writes:

What up, homedog skillet fries?

We is tryin' ta make it in da muzic bidness.  But da man keeps holdin' us down, sayin' dat we iz just five white rich kidz from da wealthy burbz.  Yeah, dat's sho' nuff, but we iz TIGHT!  Check out deez lyrics:  "We is white, and white is right, we'll cap yo ass, after Economics class."  Dat's shit's right on, ain't it?  How do you recommend dat we break free of da racism in da world?

Righteous Ron:  What language is this?  You need to accept the Lord into your heart, as he will drive the spirits away from your heart and allow you to write and speak coherently.  Rap music is the very soul and fire of Satan, who is evil because he tortures souls, unlike our kind and loving father God who only tortures souls once in a while.

PizzleWig:  Just be thankful that I'm an invisible elf, or else I'd jab a rusty curling iron into each of your ears and crimp your brains, you stuck-up white maggots.  The reason you'll never succeed in the music industry is because you're five faggots, and no one would ever pay to see five pasty-white, rich-bred, talentless assholes prancing around like homos.  Oh wait, maybe they would.  The Backstreet Boys and N*Sync are pretty popular right now after all.

Helga Snuppenpuff of Sylvan Grove, Kansas writes:

Dear Nothing Sacred,

Why are men so vain and shallow?  OK, so I'm overweight, does that mean I'm a bad person?  I still have a fabulous personality and intellect, yet no man is willing to explore these aspects of me because of my slight weight problem.  I say it just gives them more to love!  What do you say?

Righteous Ron:  Any man who would look only at your outward appearance and not your deep, spiritual connection with our Holy Father and Lord Jesus Christ is not worth your time.  You can always follow the path of the chosen few and become a nun if you truly believe that your looks are that unappealing, though we are all the beloved and cherished children of God, unless we cross him in any way, then he shall feast on our entrails.

PizzleWig:  Look out, Flabass, I think Cookie Monster there thinks you're actually a giant, bloated bag of cookie dough!

Lisa Tornovski of Eugene, Oregon writes:

To Anyone Who Can Help,

My soul is crying, crying, and I feel so held up yet put down in a dark spiral of despair and agony with only brief glimmers of hope coming in the form of a new BMW my father bought me, though it doesn't last long because it's a material item and material items are the plastic playthings of the fake.

Righteous Ron:  No soul should ever be crying.  All souls should want to be free and soar while at the same time being totally stifled and and controlled by a loving and almighty master.  That's the only way to ever truly be happy in this world.

PizzleWig:  Yeah cry me a river, yawnbag.  Just what I need--two whiny crybaby rich kids bitching about their horrible lives.  Any asshole with pink hair deserves a horrible life, and an even more horrible death.  You want to end the torment?  Drive off a cliff in your ritzy car, you cheap whore.

Bruce Stein of Bulington, Vermont writes:

Hello, SAILORS!!!

I've recently come to terms with my homosexuality, and find that I'm meeting with a lot of resistance.  What can I do to convince people that I'm every bit as normal and deserving of respect as anyone else?  Also, do you think that using my computer to post nude pictures of myself on hotgaystud.com is a good way to meet guys?  It hasn't worked so far, but I'm not giving up just yet!

Righteous Ron:  God, the being of eternal love, hates homosexuality.  He burned an entire city in the Bible for the homosexual practices (no, not San Francisco or Hollywood), and he's also caused several gays to spontaneously combust over the years.  He's also struck people down with large bolts of lightning for being gay or for watching The Jeffersons.  I would suggest that your friend accept the Lord and all his kind and caring compassion into his heart, or else he will demolish your very existence, or I will, acting under his orders.

PizzleWig:  Well, if you can believe this shit, I have pretty much the same thing to say as Ronny here, except I would have used the terms "fag" and "rumprider" and "pillowbiter" and "buttpirate" a lot more.  Also, I'd have described your impending death a lot more vividly.

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