November 28th, 2005 by POMP

I stole this game from exitof99′s Journal, because I think it’s fucking brilliant. Basically you use Google Language Tools to translate some song lyrics from English to German, then from German to French, and then from French back to English. Post the results and let the guessing begin…

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Of Spit on your hand and remove my cock with an average play of stage with my balls and explain me that they are like large, rub you honey in your Biber and to leave my face sat on the corner of the bed and fact attention me whack far

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You draw my Skrotum now and take to the top the bottle of shampoo of my ass pretend me are Pizzaanlieferungshalteseil and made attention far me whack

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November 26th, 2005 by POMP

Bless me, Interweb, for I have sinned. It has been eight days since my last post. I’ve had an extremely busy fucking week. Unfortunately, I can’t comment on any of it. But some of it may make this Thursday’s release of Hate the Radio, because I have a big fucking mouth and I’m unable to control myself.

I tell tales of murder and cock grabbing, and hit on RaYzor for about an hour. RaY says he’s not a homophobe, because a phobia is a fear of something, and he doesn’t fear faygots, he just doesn’t like them. I would call his hatred of faygots contempt, which is ironic (don’t ya think?) since the definition of homophobe is, “Fear of or contempt for lesbians and gay men.“

Speaking of contempt, I’ll be in New York from December 20th to January 3rd. So with any luck, we will be recording a ton of new material for Hate the Radio, after which I’ll have more time for this blog site thing again. Unless life gets in the way, then you’ll get more generic posts like this with links to awesome sites like this: GNAA corporate homepage.

November 18th, 2005 by POMP

Wake the kids, Episode Twelve of Hate the Radio is finally f’ing out. Be Compliant and head over to iTunes and download it now. Then feel free to discuss our wholesome goodness on Hate the Boards, it’s FM quality fun for the entire family…

“It’s legal, friendly, ok for the office and rated PG. We at Hate the Radio strive each week to bring you the most eye opening and thought provoking entertainment. Some weeks we fail, and other weeks things aren’t what they seem. If you are not looking for the underlying meaning in each show then you still don’t get it.”

Related Links:

• Which is Worse
• Love’s Mini Cooper
• Buried With Cells

Music:

• Bob Gentry – The Easy Way
• Brad Sucks – Overreacting
• Balance – America
• Eric Idle – FCC Song

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