A bastardiced version of Powerpuff girls live action is coming. Nobody asked for the shit but CW provides it for you. Holy shit!

Hello, I’m guardiandogg and I’m American Highlander bad ass nerd. Now that’s out of the way.

I love the OG powerpuff girls. Pure 90s cheesecake cartoon shit. Big heads included my dude. Fucking CW is making some bullshit live action shit of Powerpuff girls.

The bullshit cometh. The fucking show already looks like a big mac shit sandwich with no fries just a milk shake of piss. Fucking buttercup is a black power princess.

Holy shit.

Everybody knows fucking buttercup is an asian barbie land princess.

Holy shit.

Bitch!

Holy mother fucking bitch!

The 90s was a throw back to the 80s and now 2000s, 2010s, 2020s is a bizarre world of a throw back to creative mainstream shows going into the shitter.

What the fuck is in the water these brain dead western assholes drink…

bleach?

Or

Cocain?

Look my dude all joking aside. It is looking to be a lovely Monday morning in shit kicking Texas enjoy your day and go watch the OG powerpuff girls for a laugh at my silly ass.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Brainstorming let’s take tomorrow people 1990s Let’s add some action and magic bullshit.

There is no real action or combat with tomorrow people because they’re nonviolent pussies. I saw Jumper and read some shit on teleporters. But, that wouldn’t fit the world.

Tomorrow people evade and run. They’re not combative outright. But, they have the ability to teleport objects and people though. Wait. Fuck it. Let’s add some matrix shit. Mix..

Kevin Grey

End of book one or end of season 1

Adam

Kevin? I woke up beside Lisa. Where the fuck was Kevin. Peter was swimming in now. Lisa got up.

Kevin is in danger. He’s scared. Peter’s been shot I have to tend to him.

Lisa teleported away in a royal blue blaze of energy. I didn’t have time. I focused on Kevin and then felt for safe spot in his area. None. Shit. I was going in hot.

I ran at the wall and leaped into a kick. I kicked into dude that was choaking Kevin.

The asshole went flying but he wasn’t alone. Magic shit heads surrounded us. I grabbed Kevin and teleported.

A fucker grabbed me out of the jump but Kevin was already at the island. I was yanked into a desert.

A felt a gun to my head. His hand was on my throat. “Give me the location to the origin, freak.”

I came to my feet as he disappeared. I sent in echo out into the desert. A felt her. Betty. Shit. Not her. Not now.

She appeared behind me blocking my mind. “You took a chance in teleporting him away. You could have changed him. Like Kevin did Peter. Little brother.”

I smiled. “He had a gun to my head. It was the fasted solution to a problem but you would know better then me how easy is it to become what we are?”

“Are you asking to keep me from killing you?”

I turned as she shot out fire from her hand. We faced each other. She had a sword in her hand.

We circled each other. I stared at her. She smiled at me.

“Are you her…”

I frowned. “Brother? Yes. I’m her brother. You know it wasn’t easy learning our language on my own just to find out I wasn’t an alien from outer space.” I said and held up my hand when she draw her gun and the gun landed a mile a way.

“Nice. You would make a fine wizard lad once you lost your pussy mindset.”

I shrugged. “Your not my enemy. Can your partner swim?”

Betty stared at me and then laughed. “He isn’t my partner and he can’t swim at all. You’re different. If you bring my sister to me I’ll let you live.”

I held out my hand. I felt orgin fighting me. “Take my hand.”

Betty stared at me. “What is this?”

You belong to us not them. Ah! Shit. Come on dude. You got to be forgiving. We’re only human.

I felt orgin reprimanding me and pulling me home.

Betty snorted. “You really do love her. Damn. Na’aw. I don’t want to live on that stupid island and I like magic and the modern world to much. All I want is my sister.”

I dropped my hand. “You already have her. She’s in your mind and your in hers. No matter what bullshit they told. You still belong to us. Don’t forget that.” I said.

Betty nodded. “I hear you and I know. What is your name?”

“Adam. But, you already know that. I didn’t abandon you.” I said feeling Lisa and the Orgin calling me back.

Betty smiled. “I wasn’t talking about you. Your name isn’t Adam though. Orgins have names that reflect their position in the tribe. Yours is a very high position.”

“I know. But, I wasn’t among the first awoken. So I don’t accept the title.”

Betty shook her head. She studied me. “You are interesting. I killed your parents.” She told the lie with a straight face to hide an attack.

It still hurt but I learned something about her and Orgins.

I teleported into the Orgin as a wazard tried to stab me in the back. I stood before Kevin, Lisa and Pete was a short red haired girl. I estimated her height at full maturity at 5’7.

Pete frowned at me. I’m alien he-man warrior. I’m not a girl.

I glared at her. Stop distracting me.

Pete was a wild one now. Even after being shot in the chest.

Kevin folded his arms across his chest. “What did you learn from her that we can use?” He said having watched the whole thing through my mind and analyzed the lie and what I thought.

That was Kevin. That was what made him our current leader even at fifteen. I could feel his power growing.

She told me a lie in a truth. She can’t kill us.

Kevin nodded. We can’t kill her. What do we do now?

I shook my head sat on cross legged on the air. Lisa rolled her eyes at my show of power while Kevin and Pete grinned. Betty is a long term problem. We have to find Lisa’s mother and your parents and where they’re being held. But for right now it’s time to train.

Hot damn! I like it.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Big dick envy it’s real and I don’t understand it?

Even when I was a pussy I didn’t or couldn’t understand the shit. I would see it in other dudes throwing shade on other dudes and angry at a Chad for being well…a Chad but again I couldn’t rock with it still can’t.

Besides the whole self pity with a side of Jack Daniel’s my Black Rambo skin folk have an equal amount of envy jealous fury for shit kicking Chads, an Academic Bruce Lee Chad and other Black Rambos.

The shit is funny now because I can admit to myself but it can also be quite…hallarious.

Holy shot.

You can see coming in a dude when starts talking about sports and Chad comes into the mix. They try to play it cool but then the mild shade comes into the mix targeted on a Chad.

Big dick envy comes into the mix. Black Rambo never cries unless it’s to get some money, he’s a pussy or well his addicted to dick.

Black Rambo puts up a tough front and bitches like a five year old about the Chad in question. Some may confuse this to be rage or angry outburst but you know when it’s bitching when the subject matter has got something to do with a Chad and a big dick.

Strangly though I’ve never seen or heard a Puerto Rican Cassinova bitch about a Chad….I wonder why? Maybe, I don’t know enough Puerto Ricans Cassinovas?

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Should a man seek to be a pimp instead of a simp? That’s like saying should a man seek to be a cult leader instead of cult member? #FuckedUpShit

What the fuck my dude? I grew up with Highlander movies and Cobra. It used to be enough for a man to be a bad ass. Shit.

Come on my dude. This shit isn’t hard. A pimp is no different from a fucking slave owner who beats his slaves, works his slaves and fucks his slaves. Jim Jones did the same bullshit too until he bought into his own bullshit.

A simp. Holy shit! A dude that worships females. Holy shit.. You don’t worship a female. You put that bitch on a table and give her the hammer treatment with a Sunday surprise if she acts right.

The notion of dude worshipping a female any female. Holy shit. For female bullshit alone no female is worth bowing down to but I have met some females worth flipping off or giving a legal spanking in court.

No my dude. You must be you have to be a mother fucking bad ass.

Pimping?! The idea of dealing with female bullshit on the regular is crazy to me. That type of dude maybe loves pussy and money more then he loves being sane and free from an endless supply of female bullshit.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

You remember that time Jeffrey Epstein “killed himself” in jail and we all laughed.

I’m telling you my dude. I almost pissed myself in laughter the minute I heard the bitch Jackel ass killed himself in prison. But, that wasn’t the funny part.

The funny part was watching the news, and the government talking heads and assholes with money all agree that he killed himself. Why? Because felt remorse? He didn’t want to go to prison?

Holy shit.

This piece of fucking burning shit was fucking with women and girls for years. The law did nothing to stop him and anybody with money or brain knew that bitch was dirty.

Holy shit.

The minutes. The hours. The seconds. The day this bitch went down we knew this bitch is really going down.

We all didn’t know how fucking funny it was going to be though.

Fucking dumbasses thought his bitch ass was going to prison. Holy shit.

I am fucking crying just writing this shit and thinking back to the day he was found dead. Today his death be came a meme for he got epsteined

Payback came late but mother fucker, one mother fucking evil son of bitch died a rip roaring death. Holy shit what a day.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

P. S.

All my Black Rambo skin folk were counting down the days and bitch it was a natural holiday of laughter, cookouts and brotherly love. Holy shit!

Brain storming..1990s tomorrow people, urban fantasy. Maybe, Cyberpunk? Let’s roll the dice.

Okay long story short. I hate CW. They got some bullshit tomorrow people show. Is it canceled yet? No. Don’t tell me. I’m doing something different and more fun an alternate 1990s corny and Urban fantasy and maybe Cyberpunk.

Kevin Grey

Prologue: The island

Adam

I smelled the sand first before I awoke with a shit kicking headache. What the fuck?

I came to my feet to discover I was on an island. It was the island. The point of orgin.

I frowned at that thought and knowledge. How the fuck did I know that. I got to my feet brushing the sand off my jeans and shirt. I pulled back my hair from my face and looked around as I made my way toward…the entrance.

Yeah the entrance had to be twenty four paces from the shore. North straight on ahead.

The knowledge was coming to my mind fast now. I was being pulled to the place. I looked around wondering where Kevin and Lisa were and then wondering who the hell were Kevin and Lisa.

I wasn’t the first to awaken. Why the hell was I here before everyone else?

To many questions. It would take time to manage the flow of information coming at me. I remembered just a few hours ago being in a fight with my ex girlfriend about the guy at work she was thinking of fucking. She had planned the whole shit out.

I had asked her to move out because the shit was beginning to be to much. I had started hearing her think the shit and I was seeing her imagination of them fucking. She had given me endless denials and the spells she tried on me to make me forget or ignore what I heard from her mind. Magic was bullshit. It never had any effect on me though I had been told all my life my mind was powered by it.

I had had enough when she bought some panties for the special day.

I had packed my shit got in my car and drove off. I didn’t know where.

The crash. That’s what happened. Some asshole had ran into my car purposely and then another car hit me from the front and then before I realized I couldn’t hear their thoughts they open fired on my car.

One bad thing after another in my fucked up life. First my parents dying in a car crash now, my girlfriend cheating on me and I was about to die. I just wanted to go home. Pain. Energy. Both hit my body and then I woke up on the beach. No. I woke up. Home. I was home.

I stopped as I got to the entrance of the orgin’s core. I dropped to my knees and dug for a few minutes until the circle entrance lite up and a passaged opened. I was sucked inside to the core.

A bit long but I like it.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

A fucking train wreak of a post. Enjoy. (Comedy!?)

These days have gone to the dogs but that’s not a bad thing really. We all need challenges.. Why?

We were born into a world full of challenges and everyday bullshit. The shit, the pools of shit on twitter people swim in and to be able to have a rational thought afterward is amazing to me.

I shut my shit down on the site not because I got shook to my immortal American Highlander soul but I got tired of reading shit heads posts. Honestly though who the fuck cares what Ben Shapiro thinks or the recycled thoughts he and others of his elk borrow from each other.

Fucking, beta bitch little chicken shit hawk. If you need a dumbass to give a reason why Americans should go to war to defend the necessity of young men dying in a goble war, give this bitch the mic.

Sorry, I can’t fucking can’t stand back- -buttom-conservative-hoes…

Anyway, the challenge of everyday life is the food of life. Why not embrace that shit. Like Shapiro embraces war war WAR…

Fucking bitch. Fast talking, shorty short pants bitch. Fuck um and all his war loving asshole pimp cocain liberal friends.

Pause.

I can’t go on. I was trying to be all Tony Robinson guru shit with this post but fuck it. I’m guardiandogg.

What meaningful asset do conservative GOP hoes (ex-cluding shit kickers that happen to hoe on the side with an R on their name tag) conserve or protect??

They give up the panties faster then a hoe after she smells two hundred bills on a dude. In this era of the days going to the dogs, bitch I want to fight. I want to be around fighters. I want to be encouraged to fight and bitch I’m not taking about bullshit politics.

Life is conflict. Life is a fight. You can defend yourself only so many times verbally but it will come to a time you’ll have to get your sword out and take a bitch to the law or to the yard for fucking with your money or getting on your ass about voicing a thought in public.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

P.S. It is looking to rain today but at least there is a nice spring breeze in the air oh…fuck Ben Shapiro.

Covid Mask Theories Crept Keeper Joe’s passport to buying and selling fear and freedom.

The fucking ride doesn’t end my friend.

It had to come and who better to sell it to beta bitch simps and fear enduced dunces then our corpse and chief Crept Keeper Joe.

The word is Crept Keeper Joe and his puppet masters behind him are hangling passports to traveling/buying/selling/fucking for you and I to have so that we can be patriotic to the mass numbers of dumbasses still shitting in fear about Covid. 

The Covid vaccine is a magical cure to the black plague of our time.

The government and shitheads in charge want me to take this shit seriously? Mother fucker stop fucking with my fucking mind and my money and open the fucking country up my dude. I’ll survive either way but don’t try to pimp me with the political bullshit. You lift your pimp hand up at me and you might find the shit blown the fuck off by my friends Colt and 1911.

Real talk. I’m a 21st century gentleman so don’t fuck with my private little world of friends and family. You can have your vaccine and delusional bullshit but don’t fuck with me. I’m not your slave your not my master.

Anyway it’s all just one more slice of shit that shitheads want to force into my focus away from dealing with real shit I got to get done.

Big brothers Apple, Google and corporate elites are pushing for the shit. Makes you wonder what’s in the shit and why they can’t let fuckers choose on their own to take it or not.

Remember this shit. Fuckers are okay with the government now that Big T is out so they’ll let them slip it in no condom or choice. Fucking to willing to accept a fucking collar and the boot.

I ain’t okay with it. It smells to much like some fucker in a suit thinking I’m his fucking slave. No thanks my dude. I don’t do that dom and slave shit game.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Why? Why in the fuck do people worship the down and dirty FUCK celebrities?

I don’t get it.

It doesn’t comput for me. Why worship these assholes. Real talk. I enjoy a movie here and there and find myself peeking a celebrity in a magazine photo or add on a website.

I wonder a moment about what shit the headline is about for five lost seconds and then I see 5’5 shorty cross my vision and I lose all thought or give a damn about a celebrity living or dead.

I include the royal family of good old England in the mix.

Holy shit.

Now my black power princess mother liked to hear stories and rumors about the family and shit and dig into the shit with Princess Diana and shit.

Even as a kid I gave zero fucks when my favorite show came on cable. Roin Warriors. That was my shit.

Anyway, she saw the fucking wedding of black power princess Meghan Markle to Princess Harry Beta bitch. She thought of that bullshit as lifetime romantic bullshit real life fairy tale movie.

Holy shit.

I thought…okay. When the fuck is dinner?

I kid you not my dude. Every time I gain a moment of a interest in celebrity assholes and research them. I always and left feeling.

Holy shit. This asshole is an asshole. Except for Robert Downey Jr. He went through his asshole period early and learned to keep his shit straight for most part.

Brad Pitt is a true asshole. Pretty boy fucker.

Anyway, have a great and enjoy people that you know and not assholes that pretend to be normal dumbasses.

Warm, Regards

Guardiandogg

Why in the fuck would a Black Rambo or Puerto Rican Cassinova want to fuck a feminist? Shit!

Holy shit!

A long long long time a go I remember seeing a herd of these fuckers standing in the middle of a street in a video all naked screaming like banshees or bat shit crazies.

They were verying degrees of…

holy shit, damn that bitch is ugly and shit look at them sloppy tits. Sweet Jesus what the fuck is this shit.

I damn near threw up on my laptop. This abomination was on YouTube. Have you heard these fuckers talk about men or boys with their clothes on???

Holy shit!

I was alright ignoring them but then I heard this ugly roamer that these alien fuckers want some big dick puerto Rican Cassinovas or Black Rambos to fuck them? Them???

Son of a bitch. Son of a mother fucking bitch!!

They’ve gone to mother fucking far my dude.

Look you can be critical. You can make fun of big dick energy dudes and all that bullshit but you can’t demand or should request big dick energy…

That shit is on reserve for 5’5 feminine shorties, bare foot classical beautiful females and ebony Jamaican beauties who walk with sway to their hips and Plain Jane. The top tier females get first pick, bitch.

Get your ass to the back the very back of the fucking line and offer that shit to little dick simps and maybe just maybe you’ll get an offer but frankly little dick simps are better off noticing their best friend plain Jane.

She’s a giving girl and loyal. She has her hand close to his zipper and is asking him in a non-verbally way to take her right now on the side of the fucking road.

Warm, Regards

Guardiandogg

Someone told me I can’t afford something…my response is challenge accepted

Listen, if life is easy for you and you were raised with wealth and got the hot ass shorty easily ignore my post your doing fine.

Life is conflict for me. There always is something standing in the way of what I want or some person or bullshit brain washing about who I am and what I’m supposed to be or like. I have to fight against the shit every day in the country of my birth.

Fuck, my own fucking thoughts and self doubts can be against me at times. I still have to fight on for one purpose.

Fuck the bullshit I got shit I got to get done.

That’s it. I got shit I got to get done. If you want to do something and your shit at it from the jump then you need to work at it until you reach a capable level or give the shit up because it wasn’t important enough to fight to be better at doing.

My one ambition sense I was twelve was to reach a level of mastery that the words I put to pen and paper or doc file and font size convey my seriousness to the craft of writing.

That spirit lives on in my life in other roads of conflict I travel on now. When something means to you how hard are you willing to fight to claim it, to keep it, to master it, to earn it and to hold it?

I ask myself though before I get into the ring of conflict and accept the possibility of failure and defeat and the bullshit aftermath of self doubt demons haunting me in my sleep and waking hours.

Do you give a damn?

If the answer is anything but challenge accepted then I know it ain’t worth the bullshit. I can walk away gladly because it’s one less conflict I can add to the series of battles I’m currently in. I can forgo the bullshit if it means nothing to me but if is the former then my feet are already leading me into the field of blood and battle. Win or lose I wouldn’t have any other way. Because I will fight until the bloody fucking end for someone or something that means everything to me.

I never grew from the few times in my life when everything was at peace. I grew when I got my first kick to the face. I grew when I had to go to the hospital and see my dying mother even when I didn’t want to. I grew in my years of isolation and days of despair as I had to push my mind out of the fog of darkness around my mind.

Conflict. It is the air I breath and water I swim.

I embrace that because I know what it’s like to try to run from it. You can’t avoid it if is on the other side of the door of conflict means everything to you.

You’ll know. When you give a damn.

Warm, Regards

Guardiandogg