Well, I haven’t been posting much these past few months, good thing Krank stepped in to provide you with some warm holiday comfort. Anyway, as per tradition, I present to you the Star Wars Holiday Special, something I have posted at this time every year since forevers. Cheers, jerks. I’ll see you in 2012, when the world ends and spookymeat survives the apocalypse (again). Also, actual posts in 2012, holy fuck, maybe the world really is going to end.
It’s that time again…
December 24th, 2011 SarahFucking Viva
December 11th, 2011 Krank
Other than this goddamned incessant scratching, can’t say I really dislike heroin.
And why should I? The entire idea of drug horrors is a long-standing Theological and therefore Governmental hate machine poised on posturing you, the public, the people, the proletariat, the puke, the piss-ants, the populace, from really discovering all that you can experience in life. Take a stroll down any major city street and you can be greeted by the happy, hopeful, hacienda owning members of our society who live freely and without any sort of debilitating, dreadful, drippingstrangefluidswhichproducesmellsandsightsthemindbarelycomprehends whatsoever! Therefore, I propose in this prose to propagate, proselytize, plead and purvey to the young readers that you should take every available measure to do every drug ever envisaged in the history of man. Among the positives of narcotics, we have:
- The only source of income in Afghanistan.
- A spirited race for supremacy in Mexico, resulting in high job turn-over and many opportunities for employment for the young and poor male citizens of both Mexico and the United States.
- A way for under-privileged United States citizens to make their living in a motor home, so long as they have proper ventilation, chemicals, tubes, beakers and handy internet guides.
- The ability to not have to think about how horrible your life is.
- A great way to meet and have sex with unconscious women.
- One time I saw a woolly mammoth wearing a top hat and monocle run through my living room with the broken, mangled limbs of my children hanging limply from it’s mouth. The weird thing was, I don’t even have children.
- The ability to not have to think about how horrible your life is. This is repeated because srsly.
- Near-death experiences are a great ice breaker at corporate events.
- Being a drug addict is a great asset at corporate events.
- I hate corporate events.
Add to this list the fact that as our life expectancies decline, thanks in part to how fucking fat you all are, our economy continues to scream and plead under the ever-increasing burden being placed upon her shoulders, our pensions and infrastructure continue to fade and the foreign devils continue to remind us that they own us, the only thing we can turn to in order to remediate this never-ending hell of a society are vicious, Class-A narcotics! They keep us happy and ostensibly anger the Government!
it’s true…
November 23rd, 2011 Sarah“To sarah:
itanieryday
I am very surprised of level of that internet page. I\’ve never read so feeble texts, total waste of time!”
Gee golly whiz, jeepers peanutbutter fiddle dee diskers, mister…
September 4th, 2011 Sarah
Joe:
We’re back like a renegade master, rapping with the best of them and trampling the rest of them. Today we’re reviewing an episode of The Twilight Zone, I don’t really know why but it’s this or Sarah watching more Are you afraid of the dark and she gave up on that shit long ago. I found this episode to be quite spiffy, the usage of a black and white camera and lots of hair gel made it feel like it really was made in the 50s where people thought comics were worth a damn and they didn’t reboot the universe because they fucked it up and retconned everything 83 times each month. There are no alien penises and quite frankly I just wanted to write a cool intro and pretend I was black, so insert your own review here because I just wasted your time reading all this shit and you can just go watch the episode (complete with 2 minute Australian intro and 2 commercial breaks) on youtube by following the link above. Enjoy your evening folks and keep watching the skies (but not at night because that makes you an alien… Asshole)
Sarah:
You are meant to watch this and think about how quick humans are to cause chaos and panic in situations where acting patiently and rationally are clearly the best options. Since this was made in the ’50′s, there weren’t too many examples of people actually ever doing that, since we’re talking about a time period where kids were being taught that hiding under their school desks would save them from bombs dropping. The episode we watched also had Australian commercials in it, and nothing is more irrational and mind-boggling as those thing are, so it was a good match all around. Seeming as how decades have gone by since this came out, we are basically just meant to look back at it at this point and shake our heads in disgust because we have become these people to such a ridiculous degree, that the episode characters seem harmless and silly in comparison, even if they are shooting their neighbors while getting drunk in Hawaiian shirts and slicked back 50′s hair cuts.
Would you like some star shine with that octopus pie?
August 21st, 2011 SarahIt’s been a long time since I did a rambly drug-induced update like back in the good ole’ days. I don’t have much to talk about; As of writing this update, I have not yet been raped by a dolphin. I stay far away from the water, and was told that they can only flip-flop a bit onto land. I don’t believe all the rumors going around that some have small legs and walk right out of the ocean, they look sort of like walking grey bananas. They only have one thing on their mind, and that is to seek out helpless humans and dolphin-rape them into next summer.
So yeah, don’t have to worry about that, I know how to stay safe. Right now, it’s sort of like my head is floating just above my body and everything around me looks like it’s floating sort of like balloons, too.

Hi, I just stand around in this dream being useless, I don't try to save anyone, I'm just a cock.
Anyway there were a bunch of people in the temple too, and they were sort of lined up against the walls, pissed, and wanting us to leave, kind of, like someone did something not okay and we were being blamed. Oh yeah, and during the part where the dead person was in the hole, the guy who played the elf in LOTR was one of the people standing there, and he just got back from somthing and I think I was trying to tell him about the plans that people had to fuck us all up but the person standing next to me wanted to go stand by him because they wanted him or something retarded, and I was tring to get everyone to realize that bad things were going to happen.

I stole this picture from somewhere google image sent me to. Do you want these guys lined up and ready to eat your face?
fuck that dream.
new mp3 of the moment is up—>
and the week of reviews continues…
August 15th, 2011 Sarah…with two (very) short films that you can watch now by clicking the banners below:
Joe:
This week we are breaking all the rules, like some kind of rule breaking bad asses! Not only are we reviewing two movies but they are also good films! I know everyone just likes to see us suffer but fuck you and your whale impregnation stories! Oktapodi is an animated short about 2 OCTOPUSES that get get seperated and have to go on a long car chase to save each other. The animation is excellent and the music fits nicely. It is an enjoyable 2 minute romp looking at the world of Octopi love not involving Japanese women’s vaginas. I recommend this movie to adults who enjoy bright colours and being reminded of Devil may cry 2, Counter strike and Half life 2.
Sarah:
I love OCTOPI, and super colorful awesome ones in love are even better. I will also take this opportunity to point out that I refuse to pluralize octopus as “octopuses”, it will always be “octopi” to me, even though, if we want to get very technical, the absolutely, one hundred percent grammatically correct way of pluralizing the word is octopodes. So put that in your pipes and smoke it, just make sure that when you do, you do it outside, because smoked octopus doesn’t smell very good, so it’s better if you do it where there’s a light breeze that can carry the stink over to your neighbor’s house. Also, this movie was awesome, clearly the best we’ve seen in quite a long while, too bad it wasn’t longer. I hope I have dream about this and no more nightmares about the ninja turtles.
Joe:
CL!CK: A LEGO short film may have the title of a 12 year old script kiddy but is the perfect stop motion movie. It tells an excellent story about an eccentric man trying to discover human flight, brilliantly capturing the excitement of both lego and science, even touching on the child like wonderment of discovering new things. I would recommend this movie to everyone who isn’t a paedophile or an asshole, they don’t deserve this kind of movie. Which is probably why tomorrow we will be back to reviewing bullshit like Terror Toons instead of miniature master pieces of mustache untwirling goodness like this.
Sarah:
I’ve never played with/owned LEGO in my life, and for some reason it seems like I’m completely obsessed with them. I think I visit their website for one reason or another at least once a week, I want the god damned mechanical LEGO AT-AT so bad my eyeballs will one day explode from the desire that will never be fulfilled, and can’t really seem to get enough shitty LEGO shows/episodes/random stuff they come out with in game/show/whatever form on their site and television (also known as the internets). So with that being said, this movie basically encompasses the awesomeness that is LEGO mixed with the *magic* of imagination and creativity. Basically, it’s something you’d never imagine we’d actually review because everything we watch is shit, but hey, surprise surprise.
fuck. this.
August 13th, 2011 Sarah
Sarah:
I hated this movie so much that it literally made me angry the longer I watched it. This is the kind of shit that happens when people in California are so desperate to be famous they’ll jump in front of any camera pointed at them. The little girl is played by a woman with giant fake tits, and apparently that’s okay too, because hey, nothing creepy or wrong with someone pretending they’re around six years old and being the film’s token slut, as long as they’re all grown up and can afford their very own plastic tits. Here is my review of this piece of shit, pick one thing from each of the lists, whatever your result is, that is infinitely better than this movie. The end.

Joe:
This film is brain ticklingly shit. Even the whores only there to get their tits out are men cross dressing. If this is the quality of Youtube movies, I’m glad I’m only watching the Nigerian porn films on there.
Jesus invented the balloon…
August 13th, 2011 SarahAnddddddddd the week of reviews continues DUN Dun dunnn…
Joe:
Today we watched an excellent documentary by Louis Theroux, who was working for the BBC television network. As a Christmas special Louie collected together three people from past episodes and tried to get them to know each other better. One is a smarmy porn star (who I’ve never seen in porn), one is a right wing Christian who tries to seduce people into Christianity with bumper stickers and balloons and the final person is a weird homeless mountain guy who needs to cut his goddamn beard. Over the course of the episode they goto a porn shoot, a recording session and launch some balloons away from New York in attempt to convert New Yorkers to Christianity. Louie performs up to par as always and delivers a strong and (boob) touching documentary. I especially enjoyed the part where they contacted an alien time traveling radio signal to help guide them towards a better life, it was a beautiful scene that really filled me with the spirit of Christmas and much joy. I would encourage everyone to watch this and every other documentary Louie has made, it’s a better use or your time than Spookymeat or my website. Merry Christmas everyone!
Sarah:
Spookymeat has always been the number one place to go for Christmas, so this year we are celebrating with the best, most christmassy of all christmas anythings ever. I suggest watching this one, and then all the other “Weird Weekend” episodes as well, over and over, because they’re ten times better than any of the other crap we review, and probably the only thing we will ever review that doesn’t risk making people suicidal after having seen it, or giving them weird dreams about puppets eating bacon women that have chicken-pecked penis issues, and sock worms infesting their cat-mutilated ninja turtle intestines. So, why is this the greatest Christmas anything ever, you ask? (Okay, you didn’t really ask that, I guess, but you’re getting an answer anyway) A grizzled hippie falls in love with a singing hooker, a guy channels an alien from a parallel universe who also happens to be god (*cough sputter sputter* THIS IZZZZZ CENTRAAALLL CONTROLLLL *snort snort* THISSS IZZZZ CENTRALLL CONTROLLLLL), and a guy that spreads the word of our lord and savior by way of balloons with phone numbers to his voice mail on it (wanna go to heaven: CALL 1-800-252-LORD), and last, certainly least, (because he’s a whiny cock bag spoiled little bitch) is a porn star guy that doesn’t really belong there, but I think is just because his stupid, stuck up, bullshit attitude is amusing when he doesn’t get his way, and cries like a bitch. Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.
something about balls…
August 11th, 2011 SarahOur week of reviews continues with a lovely little animated whosiwhatsit from the early 90′s. And you don’t even have to download it, you can watch it on youtube by clicking the banner. So go watch it, you filthy drug addict.
Pig Fucker Joe:
Welcome back to Sarah’s haunted meat hole. Today we watched an anti-drug propaganda movie staring cartoon characters from the early 90s. I don’t even know where to start with this movie, it involved talking ducks, an alien, a ghost and a turtle telling people not to do drugs. But surely if smoking pot makes all your toys come to life like it’s toy story, ever kids doing to be wanting some push……. I cannot continue this review, I have a full size Miss Piggy in a bikini statue in my bed and a bag of pot to smoke. Wish me luck, I’m going balls deep in bacon flavoured snatch! 4/7 rim jobs.
[Something Derogatory] Sarah:
This was a really long animated acid trip about a kid who sees early 90′s pop culture icons when he does coke in the back room of arcades with his crack addict buddies. It’s important to note that according to this film, smoking pot poses harsher risks than walking knee deep in raw sewage with giant talking turtles. At some point Tigger gets into the angeldust (like always), and we don’t really see him again until the end, when he turns up looking for more, and it really is a surprise to nobody that Garfield spends the entire film high and craving lasagna. Overall I’d say that the characters warning about drug use all show clear signs of being drug addicts. I’d recommend this to anyone wanting to know what types of drugs their children’s toys are taking. It’s an eye-opener.
Fetus: Now in 4D
August 11th, 2011 Sarah
Joe:
Oh shit! Two reviews in 2 days, it’s like a Russian orgy up in this bitch! As a long term Kamen Rider fan I have been looking forward to this movie for a long time and had absolutely no hope for it at all. Kamen Rider Shin is a grass hopper man with glowing nipples who impregnates people via swimming pools. He fights some crimes and rides some helicopters. Shin’s story starts with him losing the ability to be a RRROOOAADDDDD RRAACCEEERRR and he starts to get headaches, then has a fight with that dude from Judge Dread, after a brief bout of fisticuffs stuff happens and then more fisticuffs commence over the corpse of a pregnant 12 year old. Shin wins and the movie ends with his nipples glowing to bring her back to life. I can’t say anything more about this movie because I’ve already spoiled the entire plot. I recommend this movie to people who like opening .exe files and can’t wait for the sequel!
Sarah:
This movie had the feel of a bad 1970′s porn full of Australians, but that were Japanese. Overall it was terrible, and also pretty disgusting. There’s one guy whose face is just so hideously misshapen it’s hard to look at him properly. I mean, no matter how you look at him, it always feels like it’s not from the correct angle, and you realize it’s because he has bulges in his head that are not really symmetrical so it makes it seem like everything about him is uneven. Like, did you ever meet someone and notice one of their eyes is slightly lower than the other, and then no matter how much you try, you can’t stop noticing it? Or when a girl has one boob that is massively larger than the other, and you wonder if she knows how noticeable it is? Then you keep staring, and you don’t even really mean to, but you keep thinking about it so you have to keep checking to make sure that what you see still connects to all the fucked up thoughts you’re having about the deformities, and you’re not just starting to let your mind run away with itself, and making things up that aren’t based on the cold hard facts? Well, you don’t have to worry about that last one in this movie, anyway, because there were no boobs in this movie, at all. There were deformed faces, though, so keep an eye out for that.





