D’ya Wanna Be In My Gang?

January 18, 2017 12:13pm Published by Jules Smith in Whimsy On A Wednesday 30 Comments

Satirical Snapshots Bringing You Whimsy On A Wednesday

Hello from the other side

So, we’ve had Blue Monday, Tits Up Tuesday and here we all are at Whimsical Wednesday. As author of this capricious weekly post it is my job to deliver amusement in some form and take you out of your malaise.

There’s a place downtown, where the freaks all come around

And it’s called My Blog.

There seems to be a sense of despair around; everybody’s talking at me: Deaths, illness, anxiety, judgment, self analysis, diets, no drinking alcohol, indifference, anger and so on. Pretty much everyone I’ve spoken to of late seem to have some discontent and I find that humans find it very easy to jump on the wagon of despair rather than hop on the positivity train. Negativity breeds like germs in a sick box. Well this town ain’t big enough for the both of us!

Naughty, naughty, very naughty

Oh no, chef! I will not swim in a soup of discontent! Pass me the Cumin, the Cayenne and a sprig of absolute ridiculousness. Time for a spicy kick up the arse, people. In a nice way.

Look, not to totally ruin your self esteem or anything but you are just a mere speck. A tiny little life on a tiny little planet amongst many in a galaxy of galaxies. Go take a look at Vy Canis Majoris and tell me how big you feel now.
Sometimes you have to step out of the mire, release the chains and stop getting bent out of shape about the small stuff.

D’ya wanna be in my gang?

Course you do. It’s fun there. You can be an absolute child. You may laugh at yourself with ease and not give a care in the world. You can have FUN instead of ANGST! Whoa!
So, being the all giving delight that I am I decided to become a pop star for a day and cheer everyone up.

You may MAMAMAMA– MARVEL at my production below, realise you’re ALL SUPERSTARS and X GONNA GIVE IT TO YA if you don’t get ADDICTED TO LOVE!

Yours lovingly, narcissistically, bored of the misery and back on the cocktails where I belong,

The High Clowness.



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Love it…I’m in…let’s go!

Heh! That’s the spirit, TC! Good on ya! 🙂

Very funny Jules. Thanks for the smiles.

Over here in the Colonies the lefty heads have been exploding non stop since November 9. I have avoided tall buildings, bridges, and overpasses for fear of flying lefties. So far no reports of any hitting earth but we can hope. 🙂 Maybe after Trump’s inauguration this Friday the leaping will begin.

It appears that with your BREXIT and our election of Trump that the Left and Establishment hacks are in full fledge denial that we knuckledraggers have woken up and declared that “we ain’t taking this shit anymore”….

2017 looks to be an interesting year as the Left continues their implosion. Sadly, they will never quit and neither must we. It appears that all of us conservatives, regardless of where we reside, are all in the same gang.

I’m all about the smiles, Hardnox, so you’re welcome!

Can they fly? They sit colouring in here in cardboard Wendy houses in furry onesies racked with anxiety about the future and unable to cope with “life” That’s the future generation, that is. Scary. Not that I’m opposed to colouring in, it’s just I’d rather do it with a Magnum of Champagne, killer heels and a bit of competitive attitude. What happened to that?
Anyway – welcome to Kool and the gang. 🙂

Magnum of Champagne? Count us freaks in on that! Competitive attitude? Gruntessa will throw down with you on the heels and Champagne-drinking competition. Me and Hardnox will bet on a round of Murphy’s Stout drinking and maybe arm wrestling after that. He’s been looking a little weak after being cooped up inside this winter. 😉

Sounds like a plan, Grunt! Lets roll. 🙂

There I was admiring the astonishing range of your singing voice when the songs continued with your mouth firmly shut! Doesn’t matter though. You can make all the right faces. The sexy pouty ones when you stopped miming were actually my favourites – i may have to adopt you as my stroppy teenage daughter. 🙂

If I sang, Mr. Gorilla Bananas, I’d become an instant one hit wonder and end up on drugs with an entourage of fans and wouldn’t have time to write this blog. Think how you’d miss me. So, I deliberately mimed or didn’t bother. Keep it simple, that’s my motto.
I’m up for adoption as it happens – you can bid on eBay. I think I’m at £7.50 at the minute with 12 hours remaining. I’m very good at stroppy and diva-esque and also stuck in early teen mentality. 🙂

Brilliant!!! ….. Your a certified nut (just like me) …. If our gangs ever meet it’ll be like Velcro being torn apart ….. Noisy!!!!
OK so you’ve convinced me to drop whatever negative thoughts and feelings I have ……. Time to get silly again!!! Mamamamaaa!!!!

Hey Jamie! Nice to see you here!

Errr …. well yes, I think we can establish that we were…erm..ARE both totally nuts! IE: Remember Desert Storm Scorpion recipes?!! Ha!
Put it all down and….MAMAMAMA! 🙂

As a great philosopher once said, thanks for the infovideo! And the astronomy; I see a stellar future in science fiction. On a different note, a Democrat has set itself on fire because Trump’s going to be President. Hunh. I’ll resist the temptation to play a Prodigy hit single on a continuous loop.

You’re welcome, LSP. Anything you need to know, give me a shout. 🙂

They did what? Well, what insanity. In my opinion if you’re going to be that stupid then you deserve to burn and end up on the Darwin Awards.

Is there a secret handshake, decoder ring?

I had the very same question.

Larry, since you were at the conception of “Clown Rules” You know the drill. Your job is to make sure that the gang abide by them cos you’d be SO good at that! 😉

Oh yes, Goatman. You MUST have an emergency clown nose and be able to do the “Special dance” Since you’re so wonderfully artistic, feel free to invent gang material! 🙂

Can do, Can did. Must drink the green tea and get the cinnamon stick in the left nose prior to the spinning dance to deep blues music. Good plan — who is writing this down?

Me – ALL noted, Goatman! 🙂

Happy New Year, Jules! I apologize for my absence and have just had fun catching up on your activities. Step aside Lady Gaga, there’s a new gal in town. Exceptional.

And a happy new year to you too, Break Red. Glad you enjoyed my activities and if you could get me a decent contract from the powers that be I’m more than happy to step into the limelight. 🙂

Don’t talk to me about the universe; I’ve seen it. It’s rubbish.

Girl, you can pout for England!

It’s actually more rubbisher than you first thought, Masher.

Well, I’m supposed to be a pop star! They ALL pout. My mother always used to tell me to get my bottom lip off the floor because I learnt, from about age 5, that pouting gets you what you want except for the occasional smacked arse. 🙂

Wait. What was all that? It feel like I got hit with something. I’ll scroll back to the top and start all over again with D’ya. That’s not even a word, you know? That’s paying a discount.

You got hit by complete ridiculousness, M.

What do you mean “D’ya” is not a word? I stole it from the Americans! 🙂

* okay but my mom says gangs are bad.

* https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=no2_nt5RAso

you think you’re having a good day, you’re accomplishing a lot, then a pesky gamma-ray burst flies in your soup.

* without negativity i would have no career.

* you’ve got some great lips. and i know great lips.

* mah dahlin let’s do a variety show on youtube! skits, songs, and sex. like SNL but funny.


Your mama is right, gangs are bad; which, makes them good!
Vy Canis Majorais is the next Marvel hero.
Without negativity I would have no career either. Or soup.
Lips Inc.
I’m all for it, my sweet. Where do I sign? *)

Hellz yeah! Count me in. Don’t make me have to fill in an application please. All you need to know is that I’m bah-bah-bad to the bone…well okay, you already knew that. Loved the video. I knew you were my kinda crazy 😉 xx

You’re already in as a default, Tracy! My kinda crazy too. xx

5:06… “Nobody cares.” Well, I’d be lying to you, Jules, if I told you the thought has never crossed my mind. Love your video. It sure beats Blue Monday. Not sure if it beats Tits Up Tuesday, though 😉

How’s life?


Nothing beats tits up Tuesday, blue. How could it? 😉

Life…..it goes on in its usual haphazard way!

Never mind me, how are you? You’re way more important!

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