Prok? Is that you?

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I’m through with toein’ the line
at blogs I’ll never write on
It’s like the people I’ve been baitin’
Shat on my virtual lawn.
Second life hasn’t turned out
Quite the way I want it to be.

(Well tell me what you want)

I want a big glass house
where I can scream my fibs,
And an ego big enough to piss off the whole grid,
And a frothing potty-mouth, large enough
For ten plus me.

(Yeah, so what you need?)

I need a brand new blog, where I’ve got no limits,
And little black tux, with a loser in it.
Gonna start my own fan club,
Cause nobody but Koala likes me.

(Been there, done that)

I need a new website; I’ll be a lesser fucktard,
Get a star on Nick’s “Metaversed” boulevard,
Somewhere between Onder and
you, Nick, is fine for me.

(So how you gonna do it?)

I’m gonna trade my pride for a tiny bit of fame,
I’ll even bend my gender and change my name.

‘Cause we all just wanna be big Prokstars and
Live in big glass houses, pretend we’re all Czars.
The text comes easy and the lulz come cheap
We’ll all stay angry ’cause we just won’t think.
And we’ll all hang out at my nutty blog,
(Where I’ve banned near everybody, so forgive the fog.)
Every good ass kisser’s,
Gonna wind up there,
Every chubby dickless wonder,
With weird bleach blonde hair.
And well…

Hey, hey, I wanna be a prokstar
Hey, hey, I wanna be a prokstar

I wanna be great like Stalin, without the hassles,
Hire eight sock puppets who can kiss my asshole.
Post a couple walls a day
So you can milk my lulz for free.

(I’ll have a side of bullshit.)

Gonna dress my ass,
With no sense of fashion,
Got a package and a t-shirt,
now see my male “passion?”

Gonna hang out with Nick Wilson,
since he’ll stroke my giant ego for me.

(So how you gonna do it?)

I’m gonna trade my pride
for a tiny bit of fame,
I’ll even bend my gender
and change my name.

‘Cause we all just wanna be big Prokstars and
Live in big glass houses, pretend we’re all Czars.
The text comes easy and the lulz come cheap
We’ll all stay angry ’cause we just won’t think.
And we’ll all hang out at my nutty blog,
(Where I’ve banned near everybody, so forgive the fog.)
Every good ass kisser’s,
Gonna wind up there,
Every chubby dickless wonder,
With weird bleach blonde hair.
And we’ll all hide out at my private sim.
With the latest Enemies List
(of SL’s who’s who).

I’ll bitch and moan and whine,
though I never smile,
Everybody’s got my avatar,
set on their lulz-dial, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a Prokstar.

I’m gonna sing the songs
That my foil-hat tells me
will be big ‘ol hits,
(well at least with newbies).

Get my copy-paste fat-fingers writing all my posts
Repeat ‘em every week, ’cause I’m just dumb as toast.
‘Cause we all just wanna be big Prokstars and
Live in big glass houses, pretend we’re all Czars.
The text comes easy and the lulz come cheap
We’ll all stay angry ’cause we just won’t think.
And we’ll all hang out at my nutty blog,
(Where I’ve banned near everybody, so forgive the fog.)
Every good ass kisser’s,
Gonna wind up there,
Every chubby dickless wonder,
With weird bleach blonde hair.
And we’ll all hide out at my private sim.
With the latest Enemies List
(of SL’s who’s who).

I’ll bitch and moan and whine,
though I never smile,
Everybody’s got my avatar,
set on their lulz-dial, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a Prokstar.

Hey, hey, I wanna be a Prokstar.
Hey, hey, I wanna be a Prokstar.

Response: “What a fucktard”

You guys don’t seem to understand the timing of comedic genius. This is a gold mine of humorous sarcasm and irony! Not only does her first comment mock the use of “too many words” and “faux-intelligence” by being a retarded 3 word comeback, it also emulates the “recycled prose” factor by using a played out term among internet nerds: “fucktard”!

I think Prock is misunderstood in the same way Andy Kaufman was misunderstood for the majority of his career. She manages to stay polarizing and completely in character at all times without accidentally making a valid point or otherwise a cohesive thought! So much discipline is required to appear undisciplined and oblivious to rationality. I wonder how much of that spills into her real life?

Either way this stuff is classic, guys!

Vote for Prock…for…something ’08!

It was run by a group of people, all of whom used to be close in friendship, and I would say that was CD, GT and MH. People aren’t always who they seem to be, and I for one would be extremely careful around a particular “big designer” and s/he would just as easily stab you in the back as love you to your face.

Ginko financial
SL4B
Secondlife itself, but the latter isnt qualifiable because it’s a trainwreck in motion.

When the water got too hot they got out.

Pansies.

I totally agree Prok. I used to enjoy reading the SLH a year ago when I first encountered Second Life. In particular, I remember a very amusing piece on some US politician appearing in SL – it was satire. Intelligent, but with a point to make. Pixeleen wrote that piece, and there were many articles by others that I found intelligent or witty but most of all, worth reading, even when I totally disagreed with the authors!

Now it’s just a bitch-fest written mostly by people who don’t have the courage to come out and spray their crap under any kind of traceable identity.

Walker, Uri, I do hope you’re deeply ashamed of what this blog has become in your absence…

MOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-OOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!