Can you believe it!?  PopularIrony.com is 2 years old, today!  It seems like only yesterday that Hamtackle was released from that State funded "care" facility.  He wandered the streets, opened mouthed and uninspired, until he was able to innocently obtain a lightly blood stained laptop.  The free internet access at the local Carl's Jr granted him access to the world of the internet.

That's when he started http://hamtackle.blogspot.com/.  It was a simple, free Blogger blog, but it brought him purpose and a facsimile of human joy.  Hamtackle slapped his thalidomide flippers against his keyboard, creating poignant observations and wrapping them in utter filth.  After 2 weeks of nonstop blogging, Hamtackle was joined by one other, Terlet.

Terlet, an inherent coward and mysophobe, was forced into blogging via threat of a sharp, poop dripping stick.  One afternoon, Terlet was walking home from work (the bus is too disgusting), making sure not to step on any cracks in the sidewalk, when he was accosted by a drunken, Irish monster.  Hamtackle rushed and cornered Terlet, brandishing his shit stick.  Terlet, eyes already streaming with tears, shrieked and curled into the fetal position.  Instead of the usual "take the money and rape them" maneuver, Hamtackle demanded Terlet's dedication to his blog.  Terlet, piss-stained and weeping, agreed. 

Terlet rushed home and purchased the domain PopularIrony.com.  The blog has been updated daily ever since.  The moist tapping on Terlet's duct tape and sterile plastic covered windows, reminds him of his fear based responsibilities.  The constant terror of retaliation from the shit stained drifter, kept both monster and coward motivated. 

Now, 2 years, 102,000 views and 802 blog posts later, Popular Irony is still going strong!  We now have shitty, Let's Play videos on Youtube at

STEAMING PILE GAMES,

  we started our long promised podcast with fellow deviants, Sir Chapsworth and Ramtang,

MASTER BASTARD PODCAST

and we never lost our focus on the filth.

I guess I am supposed to give a gift for an anniversary.  The googles say that the modern gift for a 2 year anniversary is China.  So here is former president of China, Jiang-Zemin in a very Popular Irony political pose. 

Congratulate us in the comments.  We deserve it.

Hey!  I'm gonna make me one of them little, tiny bow and arrows.

It's easy and it's good for huntin' rats and such.  Get yourself some bamboo skewers, twiney string, scissors, and tape.

Tape them tops, bottoms and middles of some bamboos.  This is good grippy tight tape.  It hold you long time.

Then you tie string on to make that bamboo stretch and bend.  Tie that shit up so it don't get unbent once you stop a' bendin' it.  But don't bend it so much that the bamboo can't bend no more!

I aim another bamboo at that there piece of paper.  Shit me!  That's like 8 feets away!  I didn't put no fletching on them arrows neither.  Fuck that shit!

One shot done gone right through almost the middle.  See that bamboo tip protrudin' like at the bottom?  I'm like that Robert Hood guy who killed them other arrow guys to free them prostitutes and such!

Next time I'ma make one of them pressure cookers!

Woo Hoo!  It's time for Blog Buddies, Motherfucker!  Blog Buddies is when Hamtackle and Terlet challenge each other to create something groundbreaking on their illustrious blog!  They are so amazing and creative!  Fuck!  I bet you can't wait to see what they do next!  Are you excited!?  Are you fucking pumped!  Well, hold on to your girly bits because here is the next Blog Buddies Challenge!....... NAME THAT POST!!

Holy Fuck!  I can't believe they are going to do Name That Post! This is soooo epic! You are in for a fucking treat, bitches!  Terlet is going to name a post title for Hamtackle to write about, and fucking vice versa!!  Can you fucking believe that shit!?

Tomorrow's post will be written by Hamtackle, but he will have to come up with something based off of whatever bullshit Terlet spits out.  The day after that, Terlet steps up to the fucking plate to riff off of Hamtackle's brain baby.  If Hamtackle comes up with "How My Love of Hitler Made Me a Better Pedophile", Terlet would have to write a whole post about it.  Classy concept, yes?

I can't wait to see what they fucking come up with!  Tune in for the next two days to find out!  Have we ever disappointed you before?  Bon Voyage, bitches!

Any regular reader would notice that yesterday I suffered an unprovoked attack of homophobic poetry penned by my dear colleague Terlet.  Not one to take such an offense lying down I decided to respond in kind.  So I give you this post in the spirit of mutually assured destruction, perhaps with a heightened level of homophobia and distaste.  Enjoy.

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Terlet has an inverted penis

Like a button applied by a seamstress

From ten paces you'd say

It must have rotted away

And until now it's been a secret between us

Terlet is secretly gay

His ass is on frequent display

He considers your meat

A delectable treat

And he's eager to spread for some pay

Terlet is crippled and queer

He's unhappy without feces to smear

His left leg is lame

But his asshole is game

And as a bottom his sex has no peer

Terlet thinks cocks are sublime

His mouth can take two at a time

He would never protest

A request to molest

And he'll swallow your load for a dime

Terlet submits to gay men

Nightly he services ten

He's quite proud to say

That no cock's turned away

And he keeps deepthroating until you say "when"

Terlet is fueled by cum

It's inserted by way of his bum

And when he runs low

His feet move quite slow

So he plugs up his drip with his thumb

Terlet is dying of aids

His friends watch as he steadily fades

Through gay sex it was caught

And now he's destined to rot

And his lesions are scattered in spades

Terlet has an insatiable anus

He finds the most aggressive act to be painless

But once you beat your meat

Make a hasty retreat

Because his requests for more sex are quite shameless

Terlet