Welcome back impudent worm cradlers to the #RevolverRoundtable. I’m getting worse and worse with introductions so we’re going to jump straight in and plunge the coffee (my favourite kind) for the afternoon spiel. Financers out there already know that Facebook shares are continuing to plunge- intended -this week, with Tuesday’s (+PST) figures arriving in at… [Read more…]
May 3, 2012 by Mickey Revolver
Oh deary deary me, Mr. Zuckerberg. You virtually own all of the first world (and parts of the third too). You didn’t sell to Google because you believed in your product. Was there any other power moves you could pull to further build upon your monopolous Empire? NB: Google+ is not a factor. And then… [Read more…]
April 12, 2012 by Mickey Revolver
With a simple log in and editing of one’s post, an old flame which I thought long dead since the winter of ’09 re-arose like a Magmar out of the Cinnabar Island volcano, on that level where you challenge Gym Leader Blaine. Anyway, so essentially what happened is I wrote a post and de-famed fellow… [Read more…]
March 18, 2012 by Mickey Revolver
As I look out into the office halways, face scrunched like a packed elevator equipped with gas I see some guy painting the walls orange and wonder how easy life would be if I was… painting… not necessarily walls, and definitely, never orange. The biggest story of week’s end was the main Ken who made… [Read more…]
March 2, 2012 by Mickey Revolver
It’s been sixth months since I’ve done this gig. We got a whole new décor going, some happy chaps writing other articles. But in all seriousness I feel this place has had a void, a lacking of lack of depth if you will. Greetings shallow shells of self loathing and boredom, and welcome to a… [Read more…]
January 20, 2012 by Mickey Revolver
A good donut is like better sex, it’s thick below the surface but glazed above that, and it should always, ALWAYS break right. Too much info? Fxck you, because I know while you lie about your skim latte’s and low-fat muffin diets, your smashing that donut. It’s like the food equivalent of a hooker: The… [Read more…]
November 16, 2011 by Mickey Revolver
Keith often walked. Very generally, non-specifically or in any way special. Keith also enjoyed wearing shoes. The very same shoes his mother bought him at the beginning of secondary school, leather rounded fronts finished with polyester imitation strung shoelaces and A-for-effort, yet fraudulent embroidery of “Clurks” on the in-sole. However Keith never cared for tying… [Read more…]
July 1, 2011 by Mickey Revolver
I want to start on a very serious note here. No, I will not be slandering the audience as this comes as a matter of utter urgency. Chris Noth aka Sex & The City’s “Mr. Big” has stated publicly that there is no intention of spawning a third motion picture. Yes I am totally serial.… [Read more…]
June 21, 2011 by Mickey Revolver
So it was brought to my attention recently that there is a fair few curse words and swears used in my rhetoric when writing ish here. To be honest I didn’t really notice. The judgement passed was that “Crude language represented [to the reader] a lack of creativity.” Hmm ok, well I’m not going to… [Read more…]
June 16, 2011 by Mickey Revolver
To the lovely audience reading from a glowing seam of static and colorful cancer induction, hello, hi and FU back from another take of the #TRR. I realise that there are things in life that could be far worse than a 9 to 5, so I will shake these things first before I begin counter-culture… [Read more…]
May 23, 2012 by Mickey Revolver
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