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.
Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
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
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