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Metron 2267

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The obtuse Jackstar podcast
« on: May 21, 2020, 12:43:59 am »
Swiped from ballgrab:

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Jackstar
 
5 Minutes With Jackstar
« Reply #1 on: Yesterday at 04:26:02 PM »
World Premiere Audio... for lovers only.

https://voca.ro/bQrN5tusY9D

Note: I think we can all expect that this link will not be up and active for very long. Take the money and run, Friends.
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Someone...anyone...WTF is he trying to say here?

Has to be some of the worst mic-popping audio ever! And like the DeCON troll he needs a simpering bubblehead hanging on his every word to polish his ego.

Rated = D for dormant wit.

 :o :o :o

4ZZ3R43

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Re: The obtuse Jackstar podcast
« Reply #1 on: May 21, 2020, 07:38:41 pm »
Oh, wow. A "make it up as you go along" podcast published on Vocaroo. I wonder who started that.

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AZZERAES OFFICIAL TAKE ON JACKSTARS "PODCAST"
« Reply #2 on: May 21, 2020, 08:04:58 pm »
I can't make head or tail of his rambling. He sounds as if he'd be a real annoyance to be around. He keeps going on about a medicine bag on BellGab, and I take that to mean he scored a bag of drugs somehow. Perhaps this recording is just he and a hooker high on some shit they found in an abandoned bag. I doubt Jackstar has the social grace's to attract a woman enough to take him inside her. I am actually really disappointed in all his years of build up - of maintaining his sense of mystery - grooming everyone who has frequented these boards to "hear" his non-sequential "humour" or attempt at it. I thought he'd be better. He really fucked up. He really dropped the ball.

Pro tip 4 Jacky: You're no Maynard James Keenan, just because you hired a prostitute, dressed her up like a fucking nurse, and scored a bag o' drugs. Some pills in a little cup huh. Calypso, calico...stripper names, ugh.

Is that my best impression of his shitspeak? Maybe.

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Re: AZZERAES OFFICIAL TAKE ON JACKSTARS "PODCAST"
« Reply #3 on: May 21, 2020, 08:08:15 pm »
I SEE YOU PEOPLE TRY TO BITE MY WORK - DISAPPOINTING - FOLLOW YOUR OWN STAR!

Metron 2267

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Re: The obstreperous Jackstar podcast
« Reply #4 on: May 21, 2020, 10:41:33 pm »
I thought you might get a "kick" out of that.  8)

Nothing new under the sun and frankly Jacky has some real work to do if he's going to try and play in podcast-land.

Atrocious mic overload, laughable mixing, distracting curse word bleeper, addle-brained girlfriend - it truly was an engine detonation of a podder at best!


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Re: JACK THE JOHN
« Reply #5 on: May 21, 2020, 11:30:09 pm »
Let me reframe this.

Jackstar, in a state of sheer delusion/mania hits a lick (robs a bank, his welfare check clears, he scams an old lady), puts china white mixed with baking soda up his schnozz, solicits sex from a weave-rockin' ho in high heels, wears a wire, scores drugs by getting high off his own supply, hobnobs with gangbangers or just plain happens across a duffle bag in grammas attic, and since she croaked he empties her medicine cabinet into the bag. He then makes like a banana and splits - with the shit. No woman would tolerate Jackstar, that's why he is hiring a sex worker and taping her with a concealed mic attached to the insides of his trenchcoat. And yes, he wears one...that's what kids who shoot up schools wear like in Elephant.

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Re: Jackstar Needs an Intervention
« Reply #6 on: May 22, 2020, 02:45:48 pm »
What drugs is this fucking guy on? Any guesses?

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A word on... scheduling.

The original plan was quite different from what has been presented thus far. This is because, the great lot of you, the substantial portion, are a gang of mewling, bleating, cringing cowards. Perhaps--perhaps--rather less than 'all' of you at this point, but most assuredly, MANY.

You people are scum. You know who you are. Scum. Heads will roll.

As yet, I can do nothing about this. Yet. I'll get around to it. Meanwhile, this is an active project, its apparent halfassery notwithstanding, and let me assure you, I am going to get what I want here.

However, I'm pretty fucking far from what I want today. People are not doing as they have been told. Instructions are not being followed. Plans once laid, demand to be laid again.

This infuriates the wizard. I mean, don't get me wrong, I do enjoy getting laid laying plans, but I only have so much time in the day. And if no one else is doing as they've been told, I have to stop telling other people what to do, and start repeating myself.

This enrages the wizard. You people have no idea. And thus, your collective innocence has softened my granite heart, and my mercy is bountiful once more. My labor is one of love. Love for all of you, especially those that are scum-free. Y'all are good people. The best. I am doing this for you and it is going to be greater. Right now it's like that scene in Trumbo when he's in the bathtub. FUCK.

Scumbags are always gonna fuck it up. Mark my words. Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it. Meanwhile, enjoy as possible--which for today isn't going to be very possible, because somebody wouldn't get her ass off Twitter.

There's only so much I can do with what I've got here. Speaking of which--I don't have a Got-damned microphone yet. No, it's okay, go on, laugh it up.

Your laughter pleases the wizard.

Ideally, there will one day be enough five minute blocks of me, that I will be able to be ran 24/7/365. That day is not today. Today, I ain't got shit. Unless you count likes on Twitter. I guess I got a lot of those. Yay.

This is taking way more of my time than 5 minutes, let me assure you. Oh wait, I can't assure you, I don't have a microphone.

The wizard preferred it before, when all he had to do is get lightning rods and bat fur. Sigh. Alas, such is the life.


tl;dr: getting a schedule is on the schedule. Deal with it. UND KEINE EIER.


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EXPOSÉ: The Real Jackstar A.K.A Michael Kuzki
« Reply #7 on: May 22, 2020, 03:30:23 pm »
PHOTOGRAPHIC EVIDENCE



DOXXING IS COOL

Metron 2267

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Re: JACK THE JOHN
« Reply #8 on: May 22, 2020, 05:35:15 pm »
Let me reframe this.

Jackstar, in a state of sheer delusion/mania hits a lick (robs a bank, his welfare check clears, he scams an old lady), puts china white mixed with baking soda up his schnozz, solicits sex from a weave-rockin' ho in high heels, wears a wire, scores drugs by getting high off his own supply, hobnobs with gangbangers or just plain happens across a duffle bag in grammas attic, and since she croaked he empties her medicine cabinet into the bag. He then makes like a banana and splits - with the shit. No woman would tolerate Jackstar, that's why he is hiring a sex worker and taping her with a concealed mic attached to the insides of his trenchcoat. And yes, he wears one...that's what kids who shoot up schools wear like in Elephant.

Ayup:




Metron 2267

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Re: Jackstar Needs an Intervention
« Reply #9 on: May 22, 2020, 05:41:28 pm »
What drugs is this fucking guy on? Any guesses?

Crank comes to mind.

The delusions of grandeur and perceived power over all, coupled with veering topical disparities and peppered with plaintive yips for personal ministrations, seems indicative of a state of hyper stimulation.

It's all a bit:

https://youtu.be/JaWi5iWsysg

Metron 2267

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PHOTOGRAPHIC EVIDENCE



DOXXING IS COOL