Showing posts with label fuckface. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fuckface. Show all posts

Friday, March 23, 2012

Interview of yours truly published in the march 2012 issue of "Modern Gentleman" magazine




Etiquette Of A Gentleman

In times past, a gentleman was much appreciated and being gentlemanly was a noble thing.
One only needs to take a quick glance around to notice that there are very few true gentlemen remaining among us. I happen to have the opportunity to interview such a man today - advice columnist Franklin Delano Breaker has been identified as a man of good breeding and taste and it will be refreshing to hear what he has to say.

Modern Gentleman: Every woman seeks to meet a true gentleman right?

Frank Breaker: A gentleman need not reveal himself. With that said, I wish you good day madam. Just kidding. Um yeah I suppose so.

Modern Gentleman: Are you a slave to good etiquette?

Frank Breaker: I'm sorry what? I wasn't listening... who's that chick over there?

Modern Gentleman: That's the coffee girl.

Frank Breaker: Can she interview me instead of you? No offence but your lazy eye is distracting.

Coffee Girl: Let's see. The next question they have here is... ok do you believe in chivalry?

Frank Breaker: You mean when a dude holds the door open for chicks and stuff? Absolutely. Now let me ask you a question - can I borrow 5 bucks quickfast? I think that dude is selling food.

Coffee Girl: Haha. You're funny!

Frank Breaker: Okay... I guess that's a no.

Coffee Girl: This one's a bit naughty. What color boxers do you have on right now?

Frank Breaker: None.

Coffee Girl: None isn't a colo... Oh.

Frank Breaker: You know what's up! Awesomesauce.

Coffee Girl: Yes I do haha! Ok um... do you ever watch pornography?

Frank Breaker: Where are you going with this you cheeky monkey? Do I ever watch pornography? No! I'm insulted you would even ask that.

Coffee Girl: Um...

Frank Breaker: Just kidding. Dude I have so much porn on my laptop it's too heavy for me to lift by myself.

Coffee Girl: What was the best thing before sliced bread?

Frank Breaker: Unsliced bread. No wait! Tits. Yeah tits. Before and after sliced bread.

Coffee Girl: All those fraud cases against your brother, are they true?

Frank Breaker: What in god's worth are you talking about?

Coffee Girl: Sorry wrong card. Do you enjoy your celebrity star status?

Frank Breaker: What? I don't have a celebrity status. Are you drunk? That card doesn't say that does it? Let me see.

Coffee Girl: No.

Frank Breaker: Let me see!

Coffee Girl: Let go of me!

Frank Breaker: Dude! These cards are blank! What's wrong with you?

Coffee Girl: ...

Frank Breaker: I think I want the other girl back please.

Modern Gentleman: Well, well, well. Did you have fun?

Frank Breaker: Shut up with your droopy undroopy eyelids. Let's finish this please.

Modern Gentleman: Rude! Okay... Do you have any pets?

Frank Breaker: Yes. I have a dog.

Modern Gentleman: Do you ever speak to your dog?

Frank Breaker: I try but I don't speak Spanish. And since he doesn't speak English most of the time we just end up staring at each other.

Modern Gentleman: Do you work out?

Frank Breaker: Nope. The body you see here is a product of Jamaican patties and Gin. I'm actually quite lazy. For example I actually have a back up remote for my tv just in case I misplace the first one and don't feel like looking for it.

Modern Gentleman: Do you like children?

Frank Breaker: I love chicken.

Modern Gentleman: Not chicken. Children!

Frank Breaker: Oh. Yeah children are alright. I was a children once and I liked me.

Modern Gentleman: Do you have any special skills?

Frank Breaker: Well let's see... I'm really good at driving in reverse.

Modern Gentleman: That's like saying you're not good at much.

Frank Breaker: This interview is over. Fuckface.





Frank Breaker*Self Proclaimed Gentleman

Friday, February 17, 2012

Another trend that is out of control







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Mona Lisa's facebook picture (she even has highlights)

I’m joining the anti duckface movement. Seriously this shit is out of control… For those of you who don’t know, “duckface” is that ultra hideous facial expression where people push their lips up and out in a weird combination of a pout/smoochy face to make it look like they’ve got big ass lips and high cheek bones.

This duck bill like appearance is most commonly seen in self taken photos. Somehow some chicks (and a few dudes) have gotten it into their brains that the duckface look is hot. Somebody please stop this goddamn epidemic!

Trust me it isn’t attractive in the least. It looks like they're trying to fit the top half of their faces under their lips while on the toilet battling constipation.

The look really is unacceptable…

Except on ducks.


Or on people who actually look like ducks (actually this is more yuckface)...


I’m actually going to call it fuckface from now on because it actually looks like a lot of these chicks are waiting for some dude to skeet on them.

Maybe the next trend will be whaleface?


Yes.

Frank Breaker * Trend setter

Friday, August 12, 2011

Some douchebag tried to touch my dreadlocks today




Okay it happened again. I'm at reno this morning and some chick comes up to me all "oooooo I love your hair how long did it take you to grow it is it hard to wash blah blah bok bok bok..." (I tuned her out at that point). Then she asks "Can I touch it?” and reaches forward towards my hair without waiting for my response. I backed up and told her "no way back up off meee man". Can you believe she was shocked that I said no???????????? The look on her face was like I just told her her husband smokes cocks in his spare time. Then this goddamn croc n khaki wearing abercrombie and fitch asshat has the nerve to give me attitude! She starts asking more questions looking for some sort of acceptable explanation - "I seriously cant touch your hair? Why not?

WTF?? I'm like did this fuckface actually ask me why she couldnt touch my hair? All I could see was red. I told her "a) I don't know you from a hole in the ground and b) I said no!" I'm not a goddamn traveling circus. Then she says "I'd let you touch my hair". How does that sweeten the deal? WTF do I care about touching her stringy blonde oil factory dirt mop chia pet shit stained hair? Then I called her a douchebag and walked away. I should have kicked her in the teeth.


Frank Breaker *Kicking douchebags in the teeth since 2003