Jᴀᴄᴜʀᴜᴛᴜ - Tʜᴇ Cᴀsᴛ Oᴜᴛ

One thing I love about this whole social networking nonsense is that some people can't resist sharing stuff right away. Therefore, I get to make fun of TheKJA even quicker than I'd hoped.

For instance ... live, via Flickr, it's ... The Going Out Jacket™ at ComicCon!

http://www.flickr.com/photos/leegoldberg/3756027824/" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;

I knew it!

More Flickr fun:

Isn't the author's name misspelled on this one?

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cdrummbks/3624187576/" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;

I mean, I realize it's a crap pseudonym for TheKJA and TheBecca to mess around with, but still ... shouldn't someone make sure it's spelled correctly?

TheDukester wrote:More Flickr fun:

Isn't the author's name misspelled on this one?

http://www.flickr.com/photos/cdrummbks/3624187576/" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;

I mean, I realize it's a crap pseudonym for TheKJA and TheBecca to mess around with, but still ... shouldn't someone make sure it's spelled correctly?

They don't edit the content, why would they the cover?

Is that really the only jacket he wears?

Answer: Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes.

(That was from about 2 minutes of Googling, and I left out pics that were obviously from the same location).

HBJ

Yes! It liiiiiiives!

Oh. My. God.

Is that fat goth lady with the weird armbands really Kevin's wife??!!!

maybe its his lucky dicta-hiking coat?

Looks in closet, ok, I have two tweed jackets, one linen sports coat, and a linen duster, christ Keith, update your fucking wardrobe!

Rob

Sandwurm88 wrote:Oh. My. God.

Is that fat goth lady with the weird armbands really Kevin's wife??!!!

Yup

Oh god ... I think I'm having a coronary.

Sandwurm88 wrote:Oh. My. God.

Is that fat goth lady with the weird armbands really Kevin's wife??!!!

Wow!
Best 4th post evar!

Sandwurm88 wrote:Is that fat goth lady with the weird armbands really Kevin's wife??!!!

What are those things?

They remind me of the arm-warmers I wear on the bike on cold mornings. Of course, I'm using them to work out, and, more importantly, I take the fucking things off when I'm finished. I don't wear them out in public.

Seriously, if she's trying to be hip or cool or something, then I think we have a new winner in the Whitest Couple Ever competition.

She wears the arm bands to hide the inflamation and rashes from sticking her hands up his ass.

Mr. Teg wrote:She wears the arm bands to hide the inflamation and rashes from sticking her hands up his ass.

well it does make for some weird shit porn threesome if you consider kja probably has his tongue way up bri's ass

lotek wrote:well it does make for some weird shit porn threesome if you consider kja probably has his tongue way up bri's ass

I think it's the other way around.

my mistake

I'm back from the Beer Matsuri and have The Universe on the tube on History Channel and I'm now convinced that KJA's ass is mystically connected (or equivalent) to the black hole at the center of our galaxy.

There's NO END to the things that will end up up in there.

He's more like a white hole, one that spits out bad writing instead of matter.

He's more like a brown dwarf...you know...a little shit...

I have a new theory that it is The Jacket that is actually doing the writting. He's just a life support system for The Jacket. He goes hiking just to breifly escape it's evil clutches.

So, he puts on The Jacket, and instead of being placed into an enclosed morgue-like space, goes into the secluded "wilderness" and travels to the future where he finds the books his past self has written and dictates these books into his recorder so that they can be transcribed by his secretary in the past into the novels we've come to love. And after he makes love at the grown-up version of the girl he met while working on her mother's car in the past, he passes out and wakes up with Reb standing over him.

Man, that was such a bad movie.

...and wakes up with Reb standing over him.

And realizes that she has had her way with him while he was out.

Why it's a good thing to die in your sleep.