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Top Ten Warning Signs You Might Be a Loser

We here at the Bookshelf Battle Blog celebrate winners.

Winners = yay.

Losers = boo.

And no, you’re not a loser if you’re reading this blog…you’ve already lost.

You have to have more stuff to lose to be a loser. If you’ve lost it all then you’re a lost person.

So without further ado 3.5 lost readers, join me in sacrificing your non-existent dignity as we explore the Top Ten Warning Signs You Might Be a Loser:

#10 – You come up with excuses to lose and or not win. “Waaah my parents were mean to me…Waah my childhood was terrible…Waah all the kids at school picked on me…Waah I lost all my limbs in a tragic jet ski accident.”

Just stop. Yes others have had fewer hurdles to jump over and clearer paths to victory. But comparing yourself to them or wishing them ill will and sulking over your misery will get you nowhere.

So hike up your pants, screw your courage to the sticking post and be a winner.

#9 – You still buy DVDs from that bargain bin at the store. Stop! Cease investing in a dead technology immediately! Little kids in third world countries are being whipped into re-packaging 1990s Rom Coms just to make them look more interesting for people like you.

#8 – You explain all your jokes. If you have to explain it then it isn’t funny.

Also, don’t apologize for not being funny. I’ve never ever apologized yet for this pitiful blog and I never will.

#7 – Sweat pants are the gateway drug to loserdom. The more comfortable you are the less likely you’ll want to leave your house in order to go out into the world and win. 

Thus, wear two sizes too small leather pants at all times.

#6 – Will you please stop spending all your money on useless crap?

Seriously, whenever some dumbass complains to me that they don’t have enough money it’s all I can do to not point out the solid gold spinning rims they attached to their Honda Civic or their wardrobe full of elaborate cos play costumes or their action figure collection which I now realize I’m guilty of.

Winners save. Bank the scrilla today to be a balla tomorrow.

#5 – Don’t ask someone who has dumped you already to take you back.

Look even if your face looks like a butt and you have no style, no money, no job, no friends, no social graces and you spend all your time writing Firefly fan fiction you still need to convince yourself that your ex was too much of a loser to recognize a winner in order to maintain a winning personality.

#4 – You’re too quick to admit you are wrong just to make someone you’re talking to happy.

Stick to your guns at least once a day on a ridiculous subject. 

Swear on a stack of bibles that the sky is taupe.

Inform everyone that Sammy Davis Jr once served as Pope and you will not hear arguments to the contrary.

Shout that hamsters control the banking industry. 

If people get worn out telling you that you’re wrong then congratulations on the win!

#3 – You’re the guy or gal no one wants to talk to.

Anyone talk to you lately?

Uh oh.

#2 – You save  torn Christmas wrapping paper to re-use next year.

Sigh. You have lost and you make Baby Jesus cry.

#1 – You write blogs only read by 3.5 people…but not this blog.

This blog is a winner and it isn’t fault that there aren’t enough winners in the world to recognize it.

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#31WaysToDefeataVampire – Way #17 – Fan Fiction

By: Count Krakovich, Asshat Vampire

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Bleh!

Hello again, 3.5 readers.

Yes, it is I, Count Krakovich, here to again regale you with another way to defeat a vampire.

You can defeat a vampire with fan fiction.

That’s right.

I know that to you, your fan fiction tribute to Star Wars or Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Game of Thrones or what have you is special but to the rest of the world and especially vampires, who have good taste when it comes to books, your fan fiction stinks. It really does.

No joke. If you read your fan fiction to a vampire he will hiss and fly away.

Have you ever read your fan fiction to a vampire?

Discuss in the comments.

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I was touched inappropriately by Hillary Clinton And Donald trump

3.5 readers while everyone is telling their stories I figured I would finally tell mine.

Hillary Clinton touched my hiney.

The year was 1998. Smashing Pumpkins were all the rage and neon clothing was in.

Why was it ever out? A question for another day.

There I was, wearing my multicolored 8 ball jacket, walking down the street, minding my own business.

I’d been listening to Bell Biv Devoe on my CD Walkman for hours and felt it was time to switch things up to Salt N Pepa.

Alas, I dropped my CD holder. The CDs scattered everywhere. 

And then, as I bent over to pick up my CDs, I felt it – the First Lady’s hand all over my firm, supple buttocks.

“Mmm yummy!” the former FLOTUS said. “Mama likey!”

“Oh my God!” I cried. “First Lady of the United States Hillary Clinton! Did you just touch my derrière?”

“I can neither confirm nor deny that I touched the alleged hiney in question,” Hillary said. “And youse better not talk to no one about it if you know what’s good for you, see?”

Hillary, who sounded like a 1930s gangster, ran off into the night and left me with my shame.

I dropped to my knees and shouted to the stars, “Why God? Why? Why have you sentenced me to a lifetime of agony due to having my ass touched by the most powerful woman in the world? Could this day get any worse?”

And so I laid there in the street for awhile until a limo pulled up and a man stepped out.

The suit. The hair.

“What’s this whack job doing in the middle of the road?” the Donald said. “I’m Donald J. Trump and I’m on my way to a very important business meeting which I assure you will be very classy and very fantastic. No one holds a better business meeting than I do, OK? I hold them better than they do in China, that’s for sure.”

“Oh,” I said. “Sorry Mr Trump. I was just a bit hysterical because Hillary Clinton just touched my ass.”

“The Hillary Clinton?” Donald asked. “She and her husband are good friends of mine. Excellent friends. I cut checks to them all the time. I’m sure we’ll be friends forever and speaking of Friends, that show is still on the air because it’s the 90s. Ross will never get with Rachel, that much I can tell you. Ross is a loser. He really is. Very low energy.”

“I’ll get out of your way,” I said.

But before I could, I felt the smallest hand ever on my rump.

“This does absolutely nothing for me, just so you know,” Trump said. “Worst hiney I’ve ever touched, ok? You really need to start working out big league.”

I walked away but remained very sad and depressed for the rest of my life. In fact at the time I was about to become the world’s first guitar playing astronaut but the mental pain was so much I had to settle for starting a blog with only 3.5 readers.

Also, my attorney advises me to say this is all just a joke, not true, and never happened.

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#31WaystoDefeataVampire – Way #12 – Any Kind of Silver

By: Count Krakovich, Asshat Vampire

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Sure, you’re all aware that silver will defeat a vampire.

But did you know that it doesn’t have to be something made out of actual silver?

It can be something or someone that just has the word “silver” in the name.

Consider the following:

  • Pollster Nate Silver has, to the best of my knowledge, never been attacked by a vampire, most likely because his name strikes fear into the hearts of vampires.
  • Bing Crosby sang Silver Bells not to celebrate Christmas, but to ward off vampires. It worked. Bing Crosby was never bitten by a vampire (again, that I know of.)
  • The Lone Ranger always yelled, “Hi ho, Silver!” not to call his horse but to ward off vampires.  Also, because the horse was named Silver, he was never attacked by a vampire.

Change your name to silver. Wear silver clothes (have you ever seen someone dressed in a 1960s space costume get chased by a vampire?) or write a song about silver and sing it all day long and you will not become vampire chow.

How would you defeat a vampire? Discuss in the comments.

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#31Zombie Authors Rewind – Day 10 – Armand Rosamillia – 15o Stories, 2 Podcasts

With Your Host: Schecky Blargfeld, Zombie Comedian

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Look 3.5 readers, I’m a zombie and even I’ll admit that if a zombie apocalypse ever breaks out, Armand Rosamillia is a dude that you’ll want on your side.

Armand does not fight zombies.  He just gives them a good, stern glare and then the zombies turn tail and walk away sullenly to sulk and think about what they’ve done, embarrassed that they’ve wasted their undead lives trying to eat people’s delicious brains.

Last year BQB talked to Armand about zombies and other monsters.

Check out that interview here.

And don’t forget to check out Dying Days 7, available for pre-order on Amazon now.

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Is this blog dumb?

Discuss, because I gotta be honest, sometimes my inner magic eight ball comes up saying, “All Signs Point to Yes.”

What say you, 3.5?

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Brangelina Breakup

Hello 3.5 readers.

Egads.  Brangelina is (are?) no more.

So startling was the news that there was an actual earthquake in CA right after they broke up.

Coincidence?

I think not.

How are you holding up, people? Don’t worry. We’ll get through this together.

 

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What’s up nerds?

What is the nerdiest thing that a nerd can do?

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How to Talk Like a Pirate #1 – The Office

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By: Special Guest Pirate, Capt. Deathbeard

Capt. Deathbeard Capt. Deathbeard

YARRRRR!  Ye be in ye place of business where transactions are afoot, workers conspire and currency changes hands.  Doth ye wish to know how to address the following situations in the language of piracy?

TRANSLATION #1

I’m sorry, Mr. Reynolds.  I will not be able to stay late this evening. My daughter is singing in a school recital.

ARRRRRR!  Listen yon Reynolds and listen well, nay open thine ears as if thou were’st to heareth the hounds of hell bark sweet nothings that rattle thine very soul.

We’ve struck an accord, a devil’s bargain that I shall remain in thine business house until an appointed time and not a second longer, for once the bell tolls the hours belong to me and mine.

Mine kin be on the rocks of old, filling the night air with her siren’s song and I be powerless to…

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How to Talk Like a Pirate #2 – At a Restaurant

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By Special Guest Pirate, Mr. Fitzhume

Ahoy, 3.5 readers.  Capt. Deathbeard’s trusty first mate, Mr. Fitzhume, I is.

Find yeself in a tavern, do ye?  Whether ye be a peasant slavin’ away in the galley or one of the fancy folk at the tables, I’ll tell ye how to talk like a pirate when yer in the grub house I will.

TRANSLATION #1

Welcome to Flanagan’s.  May I take your order?

YARR!  What slop doth ye want to shove in ye filthy hole?!  Speak up and make haste or its off to the gallows with an empty belly with ye!

TRANSLATION #2

We’re going to start with the Wacky Wings and Skins Sampler and I’ll have the Surf and Turf Combo platter and a Cherry Coke to drink.

Bring me pig meat and grog, wench!  And tell the cookie if he fails to satisfy me I’ll slit him…

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