Pacione put up another one of his edited photos on DeviantArt. The photo itself is a hot rod that he ran through a couple of filters–nothing special. It’s the text accompanying it that I find amusing.
I have always been drawn to the rat rod because they are the symbol of American creativity. I am a closet gearhead, one of those things I wish I did in school so I could restore my 1979 Buick when I had my first car. I am all thumbs around cars to be honest . . .
A guy who admits he’s all thumbs claims to be a gear-head? How does that work?
Then, he also uploaded a Johnny Alien fan-fiction piece he wrote. The guy who claims that fan-fiction and fan-fiction writers suck writes fan-fiction. We already knew that, given his Cthulhu Mythos stories. Johnny Alien’s a bit different for Pacione, though.
“This is interesting,” while looking at the paper and noticed a few humans with long hair wearing a VOIVOD shirt.
Somehow, I can’t help envisioning three guys stuffed into a single XXL t-shirt.
Another alien autopsy or something of that nature, hide in Lower Wacker Drive.
Isn’t Lower Wacker Drive the location of the place he took Melany, and wanted so badly to write a story about it, that he refused to have sex with her? I wonder what happened to that story.
“Earth. Come with us – we got some videos to rent for you, something that will help you become educated about our world.
[. . .]
Then they brought him to the hotel they were staying at, and pulled out every episode of The Twilight Zone, The Outer Limits, and ET: THE EXTRA TERRESTRIAL. They found all the documentaries that dealt with aliens among us.
I know ET is my favorite “documentary” about aliens. Does he even know what a documentary is?
I had suspected for a long time that he did not know what non-fiction meant. And my suspicions were borne out by his alleged memoir.
The same holds true for ‘documentaries’ apparently.
He reminds me a person who would rather tell a lie on credit than the truth for cash.
Is his long-awaited “tell all” book out yet? Has anyone actually managed to read it?
I’d buy it for the entertainment value, except I literary (heh!) can’t parse his writing and would need a seeing-eye dog to guide me safely through.
In Jeopardy (The Illiterate Moron for $200) the answer would be:
“F*** you and drink some bleach. If I ever see you in person I’ll shoot you between the eyes with my fist. I write dark horror from real life, not some s*** fan-fic written by a cockload of homos. People liek you should burn in HELL for e-piracy. Or habe your computers thrashed by a virus.”
And the Jeopardy question is:
“Does he even know what a documentary is?”
(NB: Do you realize how hard it was to write that? I mean, I had to force myself NOT to correct my typos…)
I know. After parodying something Pacione writes, I have to resist the urge to dip my fingers in sulfuric acid.
I just do a little trepanning… it makes it all better. 🙂
I just do a little trepanning… it makes it all better. 🙂
Gotta let the fuss out of the brain afterward, Mike?
It seems to help. Now if I can just my left eye to work again and stop drooling…
LOL!