Boombats wrote:
God damn Tom and Rupert Murdoch and shitty underlings who go through every fucking picture or what? WHAT THE FUCK???
So I made a flyer for an upcoming show. It's pretty gross, but hey we're fucking Hooker Dragger for fuck's sake. There are NO nipples, pubes, ding-dongs or hoo-has in sight. It was made to replace the two previous ones which got taken down, which ALSO had no naughty bits visible, although you almost see a nipple in the first one. They were animated .gifs, one of 2 women swapping cum, the other a close-up of a chick licking a candy pacifier, with the text in front. The new one, I'll show you in a minute. So when the first two got taken down, there was an automated message saying "we have 14-year-olds on MySpace and they need to be protected" bullshit, even though I set up the account so under-age people can't view it.
So today I come home and try to open the account and the email and password have been changed. Fucking AAARGH, I do all our promotion through that shit. I sent a message to customer service but I doubt they'll write back. I am so pissed, partly cuz it's my own fault but DAMN, I thought I was good with this new flyer.
Soooo, does anybody have the heavy hacking skills needed to get back into our account, or will we have to abandon MySpace? I hate the place too, but most of our fans are on there.
Years ago this happened, sort of. I made flyers for a show, and drew a little used condom with the word "yummy" next to it. One of the bands on the bill was called Uncle Fucker. I put 4 flyers up in the town of New Paltz, and the next day there's a headline in the fucking Poughkeepsie Journal that reads "Furor In New Paltz!" Apparently, the Catholic building inspector lady saw the flyers, got heated up, and wrote up 4 tickets FOR $250 EACH!!! based on some archaic law about "posting ye handbilles upon ye bridge abutments and gallow-poles", but she couldn't find the guy (me) who made the posters, so she contacted the newspapers. The place we were supposed to play had to cancel the show, partly because a religious music group that had a monthly booking there, threatened to pull out BECAUSE OF THE CONDOM. Also in the paper, the big fuss was about THE TINY CONDOM (like less than an inch long) on the flyer, making NO MENTION of the words "Uncle Fucker."
Anyway I'm so pissed at everybody right now.
C'mon dude. Swallow hard and take it like Raymond Pettibone would.