Check this out--somebody at the
Okayplayer message boards was encouraging people to produce random sentences, which s/he would then translate into Ghost-Face-ese.
Sample:
Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
becomes
Salutations. Wolverine nails be razorfacing. I gotta get my intro ready, slice of cake while you waiting. (slices cheek) Inigo Tony Montoya. You popped my jewelery box. I lead sheep straight to the slaughter so you can speak to Pops.
(via
That Good Good)
Along vaguely-similar lines to
Awful Plastic Surgery, except talking about clothes, is
Fugging It Up. And a world of rap blogs:
We Eat So Many Shrimp,
Weave in They Hair,
Cocaine Blunts,
Catchdubs and
Government Names. Definitely just the tip of the iceberg there.
And dig this
Lil Jon review, from the charmingly logorrheic
Kandia Crazy Horse. It's enough to make me appreciate the Village Voice. Here's a representative sentence (really):
Alas, po' Crunkspeare hath got much distracted by keepin' it real for Bankhead, what with his MTV cartoon, his lucrative and Hennessy-ready Crunk!!! energy drink, and his American Sex Series crunk-porno venture, not to mention providing beats for everybody from Petey Pablo to hotel 'ho Paris Hilton.
And speaking of things that are enough to make me appreciate the
Voice, I'm a big fan of Paul Lukas sports-uniform obsessiorama
Uni Watch, later seen on
Slate and
ESPN Page 2.