Ghost opens the ninth Saturday Night Troll Show episode by defending himself against death rumors and criticizing the Fiesta San Antonio as a scam exploiting impoverished citizens. He pivots Ghost.report from news aggregation to personal content after spending $750, condemning YouTuber Daddy 05 for child abuse and attacking online stalkers. The broadcast features chaotic "Radio Graffiti" segments where Ghost rants about globalism, claims Donald Trump has silenced Vladimir Putin, and engages in offensive banter regarding race, religion, and social Darwinism before concluding the show amidst profanity-laced exchanges with callers. [Automatically generated summary]
Love Talk Radio Shut that crap off for Christ's sake.
Anyway, sorry, folks.
Good night.
How's everybody doing, folks?
This is the Saturday Night Troll Show.
I am the master of ceremonies.
I am the man they call Ghost.
And once again, my apologies.
I don't have the engineer here today to hold the fork, so to speak, on all the technical aspects of the broadcast.
But before we get into anything else, I'd like for everybody to please spread it around like wildfire and let everybody know that True Capitalist, excuse me, the Saturday night, Saturday night, Saturday Night Troll Show is ineffected in the house, folks.
That's right, folks.
The Saturday Night Troll Show isn't affected in the house.
And this is episode 9.
Episode 9 of the Saturday Night Troll Show, folks.
And before I get into anything else, I want to remind everybody that I am not dead.
Okay?
Yes, right.
I am not dead.
I heard the stupid freaking rumors that were being swirled around the internet out here that yours truly was, I don't know, took a dirt nap or some crap.
That is not the case, okay?
Now, first and foremost, folks, let me tell you exactly what happened here, folks.
Okay, if you have not been following with the other show that I do partake in and host, of course, True Capitalist Radio every Monday through Friday, 4 p.m. Central Time.
You know, it's been a little bit of a stressful week, to say the least.
Now, for you folks that don't know, Mrs. Ghost, yours truly's better half, got into a little bit of a car accident on Tuesday.
And, of course, that was a little bit shocking.
It was a jolt of my system, to say the least.
A little concern that, you know, maybe something happened to Mrs. Ghost, something of that capacity.
Well, I get to the scene, lo and behold, Mrs. Ghost is fine.
Nothing's wrong with her.
She, you know, just no problems.
But my car, you know what I'm saying?
My car is just the freaking headlight, the fender, I got a little internal damage going on.
Anyway, folks, what happened was Mrs. Ghost saw a squirrel, you know, in the middle of the street.
And, you know, being a good-hearted person, Mrs. Ghost is, she decided that, you know, and it's instantaneously to try to swerve to prevent the expensive ass for-insurment car that I got her from running the damn thing over and turning the squirrel into street pizza.
And as a result of that, Mrs. Ghost hit the side of one of these street bridges that has like one of these guardrails so that pedestrians can kind of cross that little bridge area and so on and so forth.
She hits it and takes out the freaking headlight, takes out the fender.
It does some internal damage to the car.
$5,000.
I am out because of a goddamn squirrel.
Now, first and foremost, folks, I'm over that.
Don't get me wrong.
But then at the same time, I'm under pressure, baby.
I'm under pressure.
You're not understanding here, okay?
Let me explain something.
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I work every day of my life at least, I would say anywhere from 15 to 17 hours a day.
And I'm not exaggerating.
You can ask Mrs. Ghost.
I work all the time.
I'm a capitalist.
You always have to work all the time.
You always got to be on top of everything.
You've always got to know.
You've always got to be up to date with the news.
You've always got to know everything, baby, so that you could capitalize again, again, and again and again.
Now, with that being said, folks, for the past year, yours truly has been conducting this broadcast.
Not this broadcast, actually, but the True Capitalist Radio broadcast.
We've been conducting this broadcast, the Saturday Night Troll Show, every Saturday night for nine Saturdays, folks.
Can you believe that?
Nine Saturdays.
So that means that I am working on this internet for at least six days a week.
And on top of that, folks, I have a plethora of plethora of responsibilities that I have regimentally kind of scheduled my life to fulfill.
So every goddamn day is like a regimental scheduled bunch of crap.
And yours truly got, I mean, especially after this week, got a little bit of, you gotta get tired of it.
I got a little tired of it.
And what I decided to do was, you know, I decided to take a little bit of the vernacular of our urban brethren.
And I decided that I'm doing me.
You understand?
That's what I decided.
I'm doing me.
That's right.
I'm doing me.
And what I decided to do, folks, is take a sabbatical from all things internets, news, anything to that capacity for two days.
All right?
Started Thursday and Friday.
Now, what did I do?
Well, I did what I wanted to do.
I did whatever I felt like doing.
I didn't want to go by schedule.
I was doing me.
Now, one of the days yesterday, I decided to partake in this big festivity out here in San Antonio.
Now, folks, if you aren't familiar, right now, for the past, Jesus Christ, for the past, since, what is it, last Friday, last Thursday, since last Thursday or Friday, they have shut the downtown of San Jambonio down.
They've shut it down, and they've turned it into this like Mexican party or some crap.
I'm not even joking around.
The whole downtown area of San Jambonio is closed for some kind of a Mexican party.
Now, given the fact that I have been in this town for a good year plus, well, almost a year plus, I've decided that, look, I'm going to go participate in the festivities out here.
Look, I want to be a cultured man.
You understand?
I want to be a cultured man out here.
So what I did is on Friday, believe it or not, Friday is supposed to be some holiday out here.
They closed down all the city crap.
The schools are out here this past Friday.
Everybody was on the streets.
Okay, little did I know.
I decided, hey, it's a Friday.
Let me go out to this downtown Mexican party.
And literally, folks, the Mexican party is all over the streets.
All right.
Anyway, little did I know, there was a parade yesterday called the Battle of Flowers Parade.
Now, I was out there during the day.
I wanted to see what this Mexican party was all about.
So what I did is I went down to the downtown general area.
And look, I took a cab, folks.
You know, me and the wife, you know, we're not, you know, I'll get to that later.
All right, we took a cab.
We go out there.
It's this Battle of Flowers parade that's going on.
So, you know, literally it's taken us like an hour to get to a goddamn place where we could be in the midst of this goddamn Mexican party.
And little did I know that this damn parade was going on.
I didn't really want to watch the parade, but that meant there was a lot of freaking people down there is what it means.
So I asked the cabby, it's called Fiesta, by the way.
That's what they call this Mexican party.
It happens every year.
They've been doing this fiesta since like 1880, whatever the hell.
I'm not even joking.
This party's been going on for a long time.
Anyway, this cabby drops us off.
It's something called the Market Square.
You know, and it's by, if you ever been to San Anbonio, it's by these restaurants called Meatera and La Margarita.
You know, that's the area I was in.
And if you go down these aisles and the streets, streets are cordoned off.
People are just walking every just people are just walking around everywhere, okay?
And in the midst of walking around on the sides of the street, there are propped-up vendor booths.
I'm not joking, folks.
I'm not kidding around, okay?
There's propped-up vendor booths of freaking people selling food.
I mean, there are streets and streets of people in vendor booths.
I'm talking like a small vendor.
Like, it's not, you know, like a flea market or something.
I'm not even joking around.
They got these small little booths.
It's all outdoors, folks.
I mean, everything is done outdoors.
People are cooking outdoors.
I mean, you know, so on and so forth.
So I'm amazed.
And like every, you know, block or so, they got a freaking, you know, Mexican Tejano band.
And, you know, enough of Tejano, okay, guys?
I mean, I'm sick of Tejano out here.
I'm telling you, if you're from anywhere in Texas, you're going to hear some Tejano crap.
And every time you hear Tejano, it's the same.
It's that same goddamn rhythm.
It's that.
And then somewhere along the way in Tejano, you got to hear a or some crap like that.
I'm done with it.
Enough.
But I'm digressing.
Every time I went down a block with just food booth after food booth after food booth, there was a band playing in the middle of the street.
I'm not joking.
There must have been like 20 bands playing in the downtown vicinity.
I'm not joking around.
Anyway, folks, I have never seen a bigger amount of fat people congregated in a singular area in my life.
And, you know, they say that San Hambonio, San Antonio, I believe, I could be wrong, but I'm only assuming this based upon all the diabetic propaganda that I see out here in this city on billboards, on radio broadcast advertisements, on TV advertisements, diabetes, diabetes, diabetes, diabetes.
I get why this is an epicenter for diabetic people.
You have a goddamn party where you shut down the city and literally there's folks, I'm not exaggerating.
There must have been at least about 500 plus, maybe more, booths of pe of individuals, of people that I went up to one of the guys and asked him, hey, what is this?
I mean, do you own a restaurant?
I mean, what is this?
And he explained to me that what they do, these are all independent people.
Some of them are families.
Some of them have been doing this booth thing for years.
That you have to actually pay the city, you know, and this only happens once a year.
You've got to pay the city an astronomical, I mean, thousands of dollars so that you can have this booth at this fiesta that they have every goddamn year around this time.
And they, in turn, you know, take that booth.
They bring their, you know, I mean, they bring a makeshift kitchen.
I mean, I don't understand how this is sanitary either.
But, man, I'm telling you, you name the food.
It was out there.
I mean, let's put it this way.
You name the Mexican food.
It was out there, man.
I'm talking Fagita tacos.
You ever heard of Trepas?
Have you ever heard of Trepas?
I mean, this is cow or pig intestine or some kind of an intestine, okay?
And they're serving it out here, you know, on the street at this freaking fiesta.
People are hogging it.
You know, there's chicken on a stick.
There's brisket taco.
There's roasted corns.
How many freaking people I saw with that?
Or a turkey leg.
They were selling people turkey legs.
Assholes were walking around hogging on a turkey leg.
I mean, it's just, it's disgusting.
Not to mention, folks, there were people getting drunk as a skunk out there in San Jambonio.
You know what I'm saying?
I mean, I'm telling you this right now.
People were walking around with pitchers of beer.
I mean, you're talking about Mexican locotes.
You know, these locos.
You know, they got the tats on the face.
Guys were walking around with pitchers of beer, just walking around out there.
I mean, there was a lot of consumption of alcohol out there in San Jambonio.
Now, with that being said, folks, let's get back to why San Antonio is now like the epicenter of diabetes.
I've never seen a centralized amount of fat asses in my life.
And I'm not just talking about, hey, you're a little chubby.
You got a little girth.
You know, you're showing that you got a good life.
You know, I'm not talking about that.
I'm talking about gigantuan snorlax, job of the hut, you know, disgusting, slovenly, roly.
I'm talking big, fat asses, okay?
And you know something?
You want to know?
This is a very simple way to figure out if you're a fat, gigantuan, snorlax, diabetic foot, okay?
Let me explain to you.
All right, this is very easy.
And this is a very easy term, a very easy, a very easy thing to think about.
Okay?
If you can't see your penis, you got diabetes.
You hear me?
If you can't see your penis, you got diabetes.
You understand?
And that's the way you need to figure out whether or not you're a little bit too big or too fat or if you're obese, you're a gigantuan snorlax.
I mean, this is how you make the judgment call.
If you can't see your penis, you got diabetes.
All right?
That doesn't mean you're a little chubby.
It doesn't mean you're big bone, okay?
Once again, sing it with me, boys and girls, all right?
If you can't see your penis, you've got the penis.
Anyway, with that being said, folks, I decided to do that on Friday.
What a shock.
And you know something, folks?
It is actually true when you have more and more fat asses congregated, all right?
When you have more and more fat asses congregated in a singular area, in a centralized area, it's even hotter than the average temperature outside.
And it's because you've got all these fat asses walking around, eating, sweating, you know what I mean, farting.
And it is just disgusting.
It is just disgusting.
Now, I'm only going to talk about this for a little bit more because I think it's sad.
I think that what I saw yesterday in Fiesta San Antonio is a microcosm of why this goddamn city is a poor piece of trash.
And once again, I don't mean to get political here, but I've got to a little bit because I was in shock.
I was in shock that there were that many people out here that were just blowing cash at this stupid freaking fiesta event.
I'm talking people that looked like they barely had a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of.
These people were coming out the pockets, you know, cash.
I mean, I couldn't believe it.
And you know, folks, I actually, I asked questions.
I'm not afraid to talk to people.
So I talked to a lot of people.
I was walking around amidst these disgusting fat, you know, burrito-eating snorlaxes out here.
And people were telling me that this is what these people do out here in San Antonio, man.
They save their money throughout the year.
Save their money throughout the year.
I mean, I'm not joking around.
They save fat.
I mean, even people in the most impoverished areas in this town, they save money just so that they can go to this stupid event that gets fit to hand this Mexican party.
And you know what, folks?
When you really stop to analyze what the hell this Mexican party that San Anbonio, San Antonio partakes in called Fiesta every year, you know what it is, in my view?
It is an obvious, successful attempt at utilizing the vices and utilizing the weakness of an impoverished city to continue to subjugate that impoverished city.
Because you know what happens, folks?
I saw these fat asses.
They were eating.
They were drinking.
They were sipping the goddamn beer out of a pitcher.
They were selling pictures out there.
These people were sipping out the picture.
Well, what happens after the party is over?
Well, they got a drive home, don't they?
They've got to drive home.
And you know what, folks?
Out here right now, we are having an epidemic, a humongous spike in DUIs.
And I've heard this happens every year around this time.
And it all makes sense.
This disgusting San Antonio city government is utilizing the weaknesses and the vices of its own impoverished people to make money off of the beans that these people have just so that they could go to the stupid, disgusting Fiesta party downtown every year.
This is the city's attempt at literally juicing whatever's left out of the damn people and putting it into the city's pocket, folks.
Because if you take a look at San Antonio, the reason why this city sucks the chrome off of a 57 Chevy bumper, it's not because of the people.
It's because of the sick, disgusting, soulless bureaucrats that run city council.
The sick and disgusting bureaucrats that have ran this fucking mayorship out here in San Antonio.
It's sick.
It's disgusting.
I felt sorry for these people, man.
I felt sorry for these people.
These people were all thinking they were having a good time.
They're being fleeced.
They're being fleeced by the goddamn city, man, by the county.
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They save their money every year so that they could go to this fiesta, fiesta every goddamn year.
And then for what?
So they could blow a couple of thousand bucks on food and booze and then potentially get taken down for a goddamn DUI.
And you know, folks, down here in San Jambonio, you get busted for a DUI, even if it's your first one.
I mean, you're dropping five grand minimum.
Minimum.
Yeah, no kidding.
I mean, you know, somebody's tweeting at me, San Antonio headlines.
Here it is.
SAPD, nearly 100 DUI arrests made during the first weekend, which was last weekend, the first weekend of Fiesta.
It's a racket.
It's disgusting.
And I can't believe that these people that are in the city council of San Antonio and everybody who has ever partaken in San Antonio politics, I don't know how you fucking people could sleep at night, but you people are disgusting.
You're pathetic.
And I hope that you all burn in hell.
I felt sorry for these poor people, man.
These poor people thought they were having a good time with this stupid, ridiculous freaking battle of flour.
You know how much a fucking taco cost at Fiesta?
$6.
Yeah, go get yourself a freaking $6 Fegeta taco.
There you go.
You know how much a damn pitcher of beer cost out there?
$17.
And you know what?
It wasn't even a full picture, for Christ's sake.
It just made it look like a picture.
You know, it looks to me more like a 32-ounce beer, but they made it look like a picture so these Mexicans think that they're actually accomplishing something.
I'm not even joking around, man.
It was the most disgusting, despicable sight I had ever seen in my life.
And let me tell you something right now, man.
Everybody who has been in freaking San Antonio politics, if you call yourself something that thinks that you're proud of this damn city racket in which you are extorting an impoverished city, this city is poor, folks.
I mean, that's why it's so cheap to live out here.
I mean, if I go outside a two-mile radius from where I live, I am in the jungle out here in San Antonio.
There are very few decent parts of town.
And those that are decent, they're nice.
I mean, they're upper class.
I mean, they are unlike the city.
And the reason is, folks, is because all the money that the city generates, it all goes to the city.
That's why they sponsor these types of events so they can juice their own impoverished people.
They have the fiesta.
You know that they had something in February called the San Antonio Rodeo.
It was just in February.
Right now, what is it?
Fiesta.
And these are all city-sanctioned, city-sponsored events.
So you know what?
All you people in San Antonio government, you all deserve to burn in hell.
And I strongly advise everybody, you want to troll San Antonio media.
You forward this little blurb I just made about Fiesta.
You forward it to any one of these San Antonio media outlets.
I guarantee you, this will make news, and they're going to make me out to be the bad guy.
They're going to make me out and be like, oh, look at him.
He doesn't like Fiesta.
What a bad dude.
I don't like Fiesta because I could read right through the scam.
And what's unfortunate is that the impoverished people in this city can't.
Anyway, I'm done with talking about that.
Look, I took a two-day sabbatical.
I didn't want to do anything.
I was doing me.
I decided to go down and be a little cultured, go down and partake in the damn Fiesta event.
What a joke.
What an utter joke.
I'm sorry, folks.
I had to get that off my chest.
I mean, this city, the city government, is literally juicing, mooching, and fleecing the impoverished citizenry of this city, for Christ's sake.
You know what I'm saying?
So, I'm just saying, man.
I mean, if you happen to be from San Antonio and you like Fiesta, that's great, but you cannot deny what I just said.
You cannot deny that the city is making a fortune off of this stupid event.
They're making money off of renting the booths.
They're making money off of all the permits that they're giving away.
They're making money with all the goddamn beer because they're the only ones that can sell the beer outdoors.
So anybody who is distributing beer, it is the city of San Antonio or the county-related.
It's disgusting.
So I'm in shock.
I can't believe that, you know, people who call themselves government officials and literally come out here.
And, you know, I'm just, I'm taken back by this damn city.
I'm sorry.
I'm taken back by it, man.
I mean, I am disgusted that the city can actually treat its citizenry like this because of their ignorance.
I just, I can't believe it, man.
I can't believe it.
I'm sorry.
Anyway, look, folks, that's what I've been doing.
You know, I've been under pressure, and I considered the two-day sabbatical something of like playing hookie from school, man.
And, you know, I needed it.
I needed to get away for a little bit.
As you can see, I probably sound a little bit more crisper.
I probably sound a little bit more sharp because I needed to break this second, man.
Anyway, somebody just said $6 a taco, that's a full meal at Waterburger.
Yeah, no kidding.
I mean, no kidding.
But you see, because it's Fiesta and it's done once a year and the city plugs it and makes it a big deal in the culture of this city, everybody literally saves for this stupid, ridiculous event.
It's sad.
I can't believe these people are being taken for this.
This city does not have the money for this.
And yet, somehow, some way, these blood-sucking, power-hungry autocrats in the city government of San Antonio have figured out a way to goof people out of whatever pennies they have.
No wonder no one goes anywhere in this town.
You understand?
No wonder.
No wonder no one goes anywhere in this damn town, man.
I mean, think about it for a second.
Have you ever heard of anybody famous coming out of San Antonio?
I sure as hell.
Well, and if you do, they don't want to admit it.
Yeah, you know, Carol Burnett, I believe, lived in San Antonio, and you would have never have known that because San Antonio had nothing to do with contributing to the freaking talent of Carol Burnett.
Who else?
Oh, yeah, the boxer Jesse James Lehigh.
I'm trying to think.
What?
Henry Cisneros, the ex-mayor from the 80s, that son of a bitch nearly got busted for lying to the FBI when Bill Clinton appointed him as HUD secretary.
Son of a bitch should be in prison as far as I'm concerned.
What, Julian and Joaquin Castro?
What the hell have they done?
Somebody explain to me what these two Mexican bureaucrats have done with their lives.
What the hell have they done besides being a public service bureaucrat?
They've done nothing.
I'm trying, I'm just saying, all right?
I'm just saying.
Anybody from San Antonio?
Oh, thank you.
M.F. Bestat or Bestate has just given me the Wikipedia of famous San Antonians.
Let's just go read through them, shall we?
Let's go ahead and read through them.
I've never heard of any of these people.
Glenn A. Abbey, a U.S. diplomat, who gives a shit?
You notice bureaucrats.
Right off the bat, who's the first one?
A freaking bureaucrat.
That's all that comes out of this stupid shithole.
That's all that comes out of this stupid taco eating shithole called San Antonio.
Yeah, look at this.
Hope Andretti, Secretary of State of Texas, another bureaucrat.
William P. Atkinson, state assemblyman, bureaucrat.
David Beckelman, Republican judge, bureaucrat.
I mean, Bill Blythe, state representative, bureaucrat.
Robert Lee Bobbitt, Texas State's House of Representatives, State Attorney General, Texas Highway Commission, bureaucrat.
Joaquin Castro, U.S. Representative, bureaucrat.
I mean, I'm going and on.
Do you get what I'm telling you here, folks?
These bureaucrats, the reason that they're the only things that come out of this shitbag city is because this is the goddamn city that if you're born here, you're stuck here as far as I'm concerned, man.
I feel sorry for these people.
I feel sorry for these people.
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So, you know what?
All you people that are, you know, famous for being a bureaucrat and coming out of San Antonio, I spit in all your faces.
You understand that?
I spit in all you bureaucrats' faces.
You people make me sick.
There's a contributing factor on why this whole goddamn city is an impoverished taco-eating crap hole.
Y'all should be ashamed of yourselves.
All of you.
Jesus Christ.
Anyway, look, I want to take your calls here.
All right.
I mean, I'm just so sick of this freaking fiesta.
God damn it.
Look, I'm sorry, man.
I mean, there were $6 tacos.
I mean, I think it was like, you know, $8 or $10 a turkey leg or some kind of crap.
I mean, it's just disgusting, man.
I'm not joking around, man.
These people just do not.
They're all you bureaucrats out there in the San Antonio area.
You people deserve to burn in hell.
I hope that you all get cancer of the crotch.
You understand that?
I'm not joking around.
You people are disgusting.
You're soulless.
I spit on all of you.
Anyway, I want to hear from you.
What do you have to say?
I know I've been gone for a couple of days.
It's the Saturday Night Troll Show.
What do you have to say about this?
I'm only going to take a couple of calls about this, but still, I'd like to know.
As a matter of fact, there's somebody from San Antonio calling up now.
Hey, San Antonio numbers.
Are you there?
Hello.
Hey, what's up?
It's you.
Well, I'm a long time listening for your content, man.
I'm just like and like, you're perfectly honest with you, man.
Like, it's all right, man.
Go ahead.
What's going on?
Hey, what the hell?
Why'd you hang up, man?
I wanted to.
Why'd you hang up?
You probably hung up because I talked about damn fiesta.
You see, you see how touchy this subject is for people in San Jambonio.
You see that?
I mean, I'm not joking around.
I mean, did you see how touchy this is?
Oh, my God.
People are saying if San Antonio's only bureaucrats, why'd you go out there?
Because, man, do you understand the house that I'm renting?
All right, I'm renting a huge ass house in a badass neighborhood.
I mean, the mile and a half, two-mile radius around my hood is like a completely different world than what's outside of it.
And I'm talking about going into San Jambonio.
The amount of money that I'm renting this home for is literally less than half than what I'm getting for my place in Austin, Texas right now.
So literally, I'm making money just by hanging around.
And not to mention, it's cheap.
You know what I'm saying?
It's cheap out here.
Oh, good.
Somebody's edited the goddamn San Antonio Wikipedia page and put ghosts from True Capitalist Rate.
You shut up, you don't put me as famous people from San Antonio, you son of a bitch.
Don't you dare take that off.
Take that crap off.
It's not funny.
Give me the fan.
These assholes have edited the damn list of famous people from San Jambonio Wikipedia page and put ghosts from True Capitalist goddamn radio.
It's not funny, man.
Look, I'm just going to move on to another subject.
I can literally talk garbage about this crap for hours.
I'm in shock.
I can't believe that people are actually, you know, not.
They haven't even put two and two together when it comes to this whole Fiesta crap.
And look, if you want to take a look at what I'm talking about, just Google.
Just do a Google image search.
All right, put Fiesta 2017 San Antonio and take a look at what I'm talking about if you don't believe me.
If you don't believe me.
Anyway, folks, look, obviously, the person from San Antonio, I would have liked to have heard his insight on what he thought about the Fiesta festivities that are happening downtown San Jambonio, but I guess not.
I mean, it's a touchy subject, I'm telling you, man.
You can't make fun of this city in this city.
People are so prideful out here that, you know, it's just, oh, great.
Oh, sh y'all put me as notable Jewish Texans as well on Wikipedia.
How great.
Thanks a lot, assholes.
Look, stop messing around with Wikipedia pages and putting my goddamn name on it.
God damn, you people are pissing me off today.
I thought I was going to have a good, decent Saturday Night Troll Show tonight.
Notable Jewish Texans on Wikipedia00:14:50
It's going to give you the reasons why I took a two-day sabbatical from the internet.
I'm trying to tell you a little bit of my festivities in my days off.
And, you know, here you are.
Here you all go for Christ's sake, man.
Good God.
Anyway, folks, let's move on to another subject matter.
I mean, I don't want to make this all about San Hambonio, $6 tacos, $17 pitch, $20, whatever.
I don't want to talk about this, all right?
It's obviously a touchy subject.
All I'm saying is, is that it's a scam.
It's a city scam on its own impoverished citizenry.
And I can't believe that no one, and I mean no one can read right through this.
I don't get it.
I don't get it.
Anyway, folks, I want to talk about something internet related.
Now, let's move it on.
Let's get away from San Hambonio and San Antonio and Fiesta.
Let's talk a little bit about social media a little bit, folks.
Let's talk a little bit about YouTubers.
Now, you know, yours truly is not a big fan of old YouTubers, man.
You know, I think that YouTube is somewhat of a cancer, in my view, on the whole social media scene as far as I'm concerned.
Because, I mean, it's made so-called e-celebrities out of people that really have no business having any kind of following whatsoever.
But that's just my opinion.
I mean, let's we forget that the whole society as Western civilization is literally degrading itself, dumbing down itself.
So it's not really a coincidence that we see so many ridiculous, pathetic, attention-hoary-like characters that seem to be popular amongst the famous YouTubers of YouTube.
You know what I'm saying?
With that being said, folks, I want to talk a little bit about a certain YouTuber that has made the rounds.
And not only that, not only has he made the rounds of media, he's made the rounds of every mouthpiece that has some kind of a goddamn opinion on this subject matter.
And I'm talking about the YouTuber Family 05.
Now, for you folks that are unaware, or excuse me, Daddy 05 is the name of the YouTuber.
My apologies.
This person, or this family, I should say, Daddy 05, which I believe consists of a father, mother, and some children, they actually took some heat from the YouTube community and other folks because apparently, what it sounds like to me, in my opinion, that somebody, some troll, called CPS on these folks, and CPS or Child Protective Service or whatever's the variant in that state, investigated, and as a result,
they had to pull down a lot of those damn videos.
And for you folks that are unaware of what kind of videos Daddy 05 makes, this is a couple who pranks their children, pranks their children to the point where they are crying.
They're making their kids' lives miserable.
In one instance, both parents, they both ink-pranked their children.
And what they did was blamed two of the children that it was your fault that this ink was put on there, and these kids are crying.
They're saying I didn't do it.
And these parents are like, no, we know you did it.
And they're trying to get a really horrific reaction about this.
And, you know, in my personal opinion, folks, I think this is a horrible, horrible precedent being set by those that are utilizing YouTube in an attempt to try to gain supplemental income, views, popularity, attention, whatever the prime motive is.
Whatever is the modus operandi, I personally believe that this is uncalled for.
You have no right as a parent to exploit your children unbeknownst to them or unwillingly.
I mean, I find it a shame that these two stupid parents basically utilize their children as content guinea pigs so that they can achieve some level of supplemental income and/or YouTube views and popularity.
I think it's a disgrace.
And I look, you've got people out here that are being critical about this particular couple, but it's not just this couple that's doing this.
This is an unprecedented situation in which one, and this is what I don't like about YouTube.
All right, one person has one idea.
Millions of people have to copycat it like a bunch of unoriginal pricks.
You understand?
I'm not even joking.
Every one of them are all just a bunch of unoriginal pricks.
So one person gets, you know, some kind of views as it pertains to prank videos, as it pertains to whatever.
I mean, gaming videos are now big right now.
Gaming live streams.
I mean, it's just ridiculous, man.
I don't like how it's that easy to make yourself an E-celebrity, for Christ's sake, man.
I don't like it.
And look, we might as well get in the difference between an E-celebrity and a celebrity, okay?
Let me tell you a quick difference.
And I want to take your calls.
Maybe I'm the old man here.
And maybe I don't know what I'm talking about.
But the difference between an E-celebrity and a celebrity is very simple.
An E-celebrity, and look, I don't mean to be picking on some of these guys, but hey, you know, they're somewhat E-celebrities.
I'm talking like people like, I don't know if you guys know a guy by the name of Ice Poseidon, but this is a character that I've come across.
I don't watch his gaming channel.
I don't watch his streams.
I've just seen a few of his highlights because this idiot, Ice Poseidon, this guy literally live streams most of his life.
He live streams himself gaming like a moron.
He live streams himself walking down the street, going to this, eating at a freaking restaurant.
He literally live streams every goddamn thing of his life.
And you see, only an attention whore E-celebrity would do something of that nature.
And by that, that means expose every second of his life to anyone who cares.
Now, what's wrong with that?
I'll tell you what's wrong with that.
That's what makes the difference between an E-celebrity and a celebrity.
An E-celebrity, they are such desperate for attention.
So desperate to be in the public eye at all times that they are willing to be on and let anyone who wants to view their lives at any moment in time.
Now you take a look and flip side on that other side of that coin, you start seeing that a celebrity, what they do is they do their work, which is entertainment, comedy, modeling, whatever, music, whatever.
And what they do is, is that's it.
Once they do their job, once they fulfill their obligations for entertaining a public, they go and have a private life.
All right?
And what that means is, is that they don't want streams of their private life on YouTube and Twitch or whatever the case might be.
They don't want these things.
And you know what happens?
A whole industry is created via paparazzi into what are these people doing?
What are they doing on their off time?
What makes them tick?
What restaurants are they patronizing?
Who are they dating?
You want to know why the paparazzi want to know about real celebrities?
Because they're not out there attention whoring 24 hours a day.
And that, my friends, is the difference between e-celebrities and celebrities.
And until e-celebrities realize that, hey, you don't need to be attention whoring 24 hours a day.
You don't need to be streaming every aspect of your pathetically anal life, maybe, just maybe, we'll start seeing a little bit of a crossover between those e-celebs into actual celebrity status.
But I don't have any optimism that that will happen anytime soon.
I have no optimism that it will.
So that's what I'm saying, folks.
I mean, this whole epidemic, this whole epidemic of attention whoredom, of doing whatever it takes to get views, to get people to give you hits on your YouTube videos, this is getting blown out of proportions.
That's why I don't like YouTube.
That's why I'm glad YouTube is taking the steps necessary to demonetize these untalented pricks.
I'm sick of these untalented jerk nuts literally getting their goddamn, you know, they're getting all kinds of money just because they have a bunch of 12-year-olds that have nothing else better to do to watch them, for Christ's sake.
I'm tired of it.
I'm sincerely tired of it.
And yeah, you know, people were talking about Poseidon being swatted off an airplane in Arizona.
You see, that's what I'm talking about.
He deserves that as far as I'm concerned, man.
I mean, he puts his life out there all day.
They troll him all the time.
Have you seen this guy, Ice Poseidon?
He's been swatted a few times.
This guy could be walking down the street.
People call businesses while he's walking, threatened a business, and the freaking business owners come out and try to take a swing at him.
He's got freaking stalkers.
He's got online stalkers, man.
He got one guy literally attacked him with a freaking fire extinguisher while he was sitting eating at a goddamn restaurant.
You know, some idiot broke into his house and slept on his couch.
I mean, this is freaking disgusting, man.
And you know something?
You want to know why this is happening to Ice Poseidon?
Because he's acting like an attention whore who wants it.
Celebrities, you know, you have to get damn near creative to get that near a celebrity because celebrities don't want to be touched by freaking freak shows and people who have obsessions and that sort of thing.
I mean, you know, Ice Poseidon, look, I've been watching his highlights.
I don't want, there's highlights of him.
If you want a YouTube that put Ice Poseidon, I mean, it's pretty funny.
This guy really is an idiot.
I'm sorry.
If anybody happens to know Ice Poseidon, I think he's a freaking idiot.
I think he's a complete and unadulterated moron.
All right, so I'm just saying, I'm just saying that you should not be, in my personal opinion, attention-horry.
Now, people are saying, well, you're considered an E-celeb.
Yeah, but you know what?
I'm not out here.
That's the difference between me and Poseidon.
You don't know who the hell I am.
People want to know who I am.
People want to know what makes me tick.
But you know what?
I don't want you to.
I just want to do my little job out here.
Well, on the troll show, I want to do a little bit of entertaining, but at the same time, on the True Capitalist Radio show, I want to inform people.
I want to shape ideas.
I want to create capitalists.
And not to cross over the shows here, but have y'all seen cryptocurrency as of late?
Oh, boy.
I bet you feel stupid for not listening to me now, don't you?
But I'm digressing.
I just want to do my Faya thing, and then that's it.
All right?
That's all there is to it.
I'm not trying to be an E-celeb.
If I was trying to be an E-celeb or a celebrity, don't you think I would come out and do a YouTube stupid channel like Kaka-Ka-Ka-Ka-Ka-Kakain Star and all this other crap?
I mean, give me a break, man.
I don't want to be a celebrity.
All right?
I don't.
Do you think I want people like some of these people that troll me, you think I want them crossing paths with me?
I mean, I have to choke a motherfucker.
I'm not even joking around.
I'd have to slice a couple of throats.
I'm not joking.
I have a propensity for that.
I'm not ICE Poseidon.
You come up to me and act like a stalker.
I'm going to make sure that you go out on a stretcher.
I'm not joking.
I'm not joking.
So that's why I'm saying, folks, I don't want that crap.
Because let me tell you, some of you stalkers, you're going to be hurting yourselves.
You come at me, man.
I'm not joking around.
I mean, in real life, in my real, real life, I'm not the most, I'm a pretty violent person, okay?
And you know why I can be a violent person?
Because I'm a little bit, I got a little bit of money.
You know what I mean?
I can bail myself.
I got out of jail.
I can, you know, if necessary, I can do whatever it takes.
I got lawyers, whatever.
So if you come at me, you know, and try to be some kind of obsessive stalker, I have no problem.
No problem shooting you is shooting your kneecaps off.
You know, I'm not joking around.
I mean, I wish somebody would be a stalker and try to come up into my place.
I swear to God, first thing I do, you know, shoot one kneecap, shoot another kneecap.
And if this son of a bitch is still, you know, I know, ghost, it all fits him.
I want to be here.
Yeah, shoot him in the leg, shoot his hand off until the authorities get here.
I'm not joking around, man.
I just, I'm not down with this stuff.
You know what I'm saying?
That's why I don't have any friends because I don't like people in general.
And what I mean by that is this.
I like people at an arm's length.
I like people that don't try to come up into my inner circle.
You understand?
I don't like people that are trying to get up all in my business because, I don't know, because they ain't got nothing else going in their lives.
Revamping Ghost.report Website00:09:57
All right?
And I sure as look, folks, I'm not joking around.
That's why I haven't come out publicly, man.
I mean, I'm not like Ice Poseidon or some of these people that are going to laugh stuff off, man.
I mean, I will, I mean, you know what I would do?
If somebody swatted me off a plane like Poseidon, I would send my freaking investigative team lawyers to find out who these people were, and I wouldn't turn them into the police.
Man, I would send Blackwater, Eric Prince's Blackwater operatives, or some mercenary somebody.
I'm not joking around.
I've done this before.
I've done this before.
And send somebody to their goddamn house to make sure that they never ever do that again.
I'm not kidding.
I am not kidding.
I will not turn you into the pol you come at me.
I will not turn you into the police.
I will find you and I will make sure you suffer.
Anyway, with that being said, I don't know why the hell we're going in.
I'm just saying, let's go back.
I'm digressing, folks.
I'm sorry.
Let's go back to the Daddy 05.
All right.
Now, am I wrong for suggesting that this guy's a piece of trash and his fat wife is just as sleazy as he is?
And, you know, for him to suggest that anyone who doesn't like his videos or haters, you know what I'm saying?
I mean, am I wrong for saying that this guy's a piece of trash?
I mean, you're going to make your kids cry so that you can get YouTube hits?
Making your kids cry.
I want to hear from you, 516-453-9903.
I want to hear from you.
Maybe I'm out of touch.
Maybe I don't know what I'm talking about.
I don't know.
Maybe I'm an old man.
Maybe the new thing is to mentally torture your child and document it and exploit it for the world to see for the rest of their lives.
Maybe I don't know any better.
I don't know.
I want to hear from you.
I want to hear your opinions about this subject matter.
All right?
Let's go ahead and stake some calls here.
I think Trump and Capitalist has got something to say about this.
What's going on, Trumpin?
Hey, Ghost, how are you doing on this Saturday evening?
Yeah, not too bad.
Hey, Trump, and not to get off the subject here.
I was told that when I was missing, and look, tell me if this is true or not, that you were more concerned about the 20 bucks I owed you than whether or not I was dead.
Now, is that true or not?
I'll be honest, yeah.
Kind of, sort of.
Well, you know what?
Get the hell out of here.
Get out of here!
Get out!
Get out of here!
If that's the case, OEVA!
What did I tell you?
Once you OEVA, you never get away, don't you?
Come on, Trumpin'.
I thought you were my friend.
Amen.
You don't even care if I'm living or dead.
You care about your 20 bucks?
Jesus Christ.
I mean, this is what I'm talking about.
This is what I'm talking about right here, folks.
You see this?
This is why I don't have any goddamn friends.
Y'all saw that, right?
Y'all heard that, right?
Good God, give me the freaking mind.
Jesus Christ.
And for you folks who are wondering why all Trump and 20 bucks is because of the articles that he wrote for me on Ghost.report, which, to be honest with you, I'm literally going to revamp the Ghost.report website because nobody gives a crap about news.
You know, so what I'm going to do with Ghost.report is, I'm doing me on Ghost.report.
I'm going to now use Ghost.report as my own personal social media, another social media outside of Twitter and GAM.
Jesus Christ.
No, I'm literally, you know how much I spent on Ghost.report, folks?
With the money that I spent for throwing down a year's worth of hosting, The whole word press crap and everything, and then paying for the articles that I was trying to get people to write about $750.
All right?
$250, and then I got supposedly one of my French Trump and capitalists worried about fucking $20 and you $20 in pennies, Trump, you piece of crap!
I ought to send you $20 at shekels.
I ought to send you $20 in pesos.
Jesus Christ.
Yeah, you know what?
That's real fun.
Real funny.
Give me the goddamn.
Anyway, folks, Ghost.report is going to be changed after this weekend because it's been a nothing burger as it pertains to the news and the component.
The whole angle I wanted to go, you idiots aren't, y'all aren't going.
So you know what I'm going to do?
I'm doing me.
I'm going to do content in which I'm going to use that as another social media angle.
You know what I'm saying?
I'm going to use that as a completely new social media angle and talk about anything I want to talk about outside of politics, outside of trolling, anything.
I'm doing me, man.
I'm serious.
I'm not letting that $750 go to waste for Christ's sake.
Jesus Christ.
Look, I'm digressing here.
My apologies.
I didn't mean to air out personal business out here.
But hey, Trumping, I mean, you know, good God, man.
What a fucking scumbag.
Sorry, Trump.
And you know what?
I'm really hurt by that, man.
I'm really goddamn hurt.
You want $20?
I'm sending it to you at freaking pesos, man.
I'm not even joking.
I'm sending you $20 in freaking tuna money.
And you know what?
I'm paying you in rare pepes.
That's what I'm paying you in there, Trumping.
I'm paying you in rare pepes.
Jesus Christ, man.
Man, I need a drink of soda.
I need a Coke after this, man.
Oh, yeah.
Speaking of which, did y'all hear about the button on Trump's button on Trump's desk?
You know, you press the button.
Before you know it, within seconds, a butler comes in, gives him a Coke.
That's great.
I want a button like that.
I'm getting a button like that this week.
When I push it, Mrs. Ghost is going to come in and give me a goddamn Coke.
Or, you know what?
I'll hire one of these Mexicans that need a job out here.
You know what I mean?
And maybe I'll go and get, you know, Mexican.
You know what I mean?
That's what I'm going to do.
And yeah, folks, bookmark Ghost.report.
I'm changing the whole format tomorrow.
I'm taking down all the old articles.
And that's it, man.
It was just, you know what?
You got to know when it's not working.
You know what I mean?
You got to know when it's not working.
And, you know, Trump, with all due respect, you know, has no concern for the fact that I dropped $750 for this stupid, dumbass, ridiculous ghost report.
And nobody cares.
Nobody cares about the news.
Nobody cares about this crap.
So, all right, all right, that's fine.
Anyway, look, that's enough.
I don't want to talk about this crap.
All right?
I just got showed, man.
Anyway, look, we're talking about Daddy 05 here.
All right, I mean, I want to know, am I wrong?
Am I the moron for thinking that, oh, you know, this is bad?
I mean, him and his wife were scumbags for exploiting their children for views and potential monetary compensation.
I mean, I'm just saying, is this the new thing to do?
I mean, what makes me really, really upset is that these children don't have a choice.
And whatever their parents do, all right, whatever their parents do and document it on camera, I mean, this is really going to be with them for the rest of their life.
I mean, that's documentation that is going to be brought up if they ever happen to be a famous person, a politician, if they ever want to be something in life.
That is going to be there for everyone to see for their entire lives.
I mean, how dare?
How goddamn dare these parents do such a thing, man?
I mean, am I insane for criticizing these people?
I mean, I think these people are sick and they should be, I don't know, I think they should be shunned, to say the least.
I mean, anyone who extorts their children in a capacity as Daddy 05, and he was extorting them to the point where he was bringing his children to tears.
I don't see anything funny about that whatsoever.
Golden Age of Digital Radio00:04:46
Well, folks, we are now in the second hour of the True Capitalist Radio broadcast.
And, of course, I am your host, the man they call Ghost.
And once again, folks, I want to thank you very much for tuning in with me.
Excuse me, it's the Saturday Night Troll Show.
I keep messing the F up.
You want to know why?
You know what?
I don't know why.
You know what?
I should have the engineer in here or something.
I should have him saying, you know, hey, hey, hey, you know, or something.
I should have a sign here that says, Saturday night, the Saturday night, Saturday Night Troll Show.
But, you know, unfortunately, I haven't done the show in a couple of days, so I'm a little discombobulated.
So my apologies.
It's the Saturday Night Troll Show.
I'm the master of ceremonies.
I am the man they call ghosts.
And you know what?
Now that we're already at the second hour, let's go ahead and take some Twitter and Gab shout-outs since we're already here at this capacity right now.
All right.
Now, if you want a Twitter shout-out right now, folks, all you have to do is retweet the first tweet on my Twitter account.
And the tweet to retweet is the Saturday Night Troll Show Live, the Saturday Night Troll Show Live.
If you retweet that tweet, I will give you a Twitter shout-out live right here on the broadcast, right here and now.
And because we don't have the engineer here, I guess we're just going to have to go into some Twitter shout-outs right now.
All right, folks.
And let me tell you, I really am not looking forward to some of these Twitter shout-outs because in my view, folks, I think that, you know, I can already imagine, I can already anticipate what you morons are going to be doing.
All right?
I mean, good God.
I've been talking about a lot of stuff, and it's getting to me, and I'm a little upset, so I've got to calm down.
I got to.
The sun is warm.
All right, that's enough.
Anyway, we got Dorito Burrito.
What's going on?
We got high double.
What the hell does that mean?
We got Takumi Capitalist.
We got Jacob in the house.
Squirrel One Ghostwife Zero.
Yeah, you know what?
I was expecting that, you moron.
We got Sean in the house.
What's going on?
Once again, retweet the first tweet on my Twitter account, and the tweet to retweet is the Saturday Night Troll Show Live.
The Saturday Night Troll Show Live.
We got Supa in the place.
What's going on?
Dick Hole Fiesta.
What the?
Shut up with that crap.
We got Blake in the house.
We got Cosmo Coco.
We got three days equals lazier than ever.
Lazier than ever.
What the hell are you talking about?
I'm a capitalist, for Christ's sake, man.
Do you understand that I give you people three hours a day, six days a week, for Christ's sake, man?
I mean, do you understand that?
I mean, I give you high energy for Christ's sake, man.
I mean, never is there a dull moment in the three-hour broadcast of the Saturday Night Troll Show or the True Capitalist Radio Show, baby.
I'm telling you right now, I am going down in Broadcasting Hall of Fame.
They will give me the golden microphone.
Do you understand me?
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And by the way, they're actually calling all the podcasts that are happening right now the golden age of digital radio.
You understand this?
So right now, I am partaking in the golden age of radio or digital radio, much like the golden age of comic books and that sort of thing.
So, you know, you should, you guys, you should be a little lucky.
You should feel a little lucky to say the least.
We got Sauerkraut in the house.
Kitchen Sink Hardcore Wrestling00:02:58
We got Texas Wall Martyrs.
Yeah, shut up, you stupid moron.
Ghost Drives Like a Woman.
No, I don't, you son of a bitch.
How the hell do you know?
How the hell do you know?
We've got Ghost Want a Cracker.
What the hell does that mean?
You know, I got to be careful about reading some of these names because I think that some of you people are just trying to get me to say something so that you could splice the son of a bitch.
All right?
And I really don't appreciate it one bit.
We got the Brony Network.
We got, what, Sean Michaels ghost?
Wait a minute.
Are you trying to say that that's a celebrity?
Sean Michaels?
That's a celebrity from San Antonio?
Is Sean Michaels really considered a celebrity outside of the realm of folks that like watching muscle-bound men wrestle around in their underwear in a squared circle?
I'm just saying.
Hey, look, I'm just saying.
I'm not saying anything bad about folks who like wrestling.
If that's your day of thing, that's your day of thing.
I just don't like it.
I'm sorry.
I don't like it anymore.
All right.
I think wrestling died when the original ECW died.
You know what I mean?
I mean, y'all remember the original ECW, man, when, you know, Mr. Monday Night, Rob Van Dam, Sabu, the Dudley Boys, you know, New Jack.
You remember these, man?
These guys were awesome, man.
Remember New Jack?
That guy was a sick bastard.
That's what I missed those days.
I liked that type of organized violence.
I thought it was great, great entertainment.
I remember the Dudley boys would call out people in the audience.
I mean, it was great, great wrestling entertainment.
If you have not seen the early, I'm not talking about when Vince McMahon bought the ECW.
I'm talking when ECW was ran by Paul Heyman.
And I mean, it was badass, man.
I mean, those were badass days of wrestling.
I mean, I had never seen such wrestling acrobatic skills, organized chaos skills.
I mean, tables, chairs.
I love the hardcore matches when they would just throw in everything, but at a kitchen sink, they literally would have a kitchen sink in a hardcore match, man.
So, anyway, I don't mean to get nostalgic about wrestling, but I just want to prove to you folk that I'm not just some idiot saying, I don't like wrestling for no reason, all right?
San Antoni Hambone Fest.
Yeah, you could say that again, man.
We've got Mr. Magic Man.
Who else?
Net Neutrality.
We've got Cupcake-Scented Paint.
Yeah, shut up about the cupcakes, please.
We got LegoFan420.
Quit Twitter and Shout Outs00:15:58
What's going on?
We've got F for Trumping.
F for Trump.
Yeah, you know what?
You know what?
Look, I didn't mean to put Trumping on blast here, but, you know, my feelings are hurt.
My feelings are hurt for Christ's sake.
You know, my life is worth 20 bucks to Trumping.
You know that?
My life is worth 20 bucks to Trumping.
It's good to know that now.
I mean, I'm not, it's good to know that.
You know, it's good to know that.
All right.
We got somebody named a Horny Unicorn.
We got The Lost Brony.
We've got, who else do we have here?
We got Troll with the Hole.
What the hell does that mean?
Anyway, once again, retweet the tweet that states, the Saturday Night Troll Show Live.
And I'll give you a Twitter shout-out right here, right now on the broadcast.
We've got Legend Records.
We've got a record company retweeting us now.
What's going on, Legend Records?
I've never heard of them, but, you know, you're independent, hopefully.
So I'm just giving you the props, baby.
You retweeted.
We've got Ghost-hosted Fry Fest, oh, Fire Fest.
Now, did y'all hear about this?
Ja Ru and some other idiot decided to have something called a Fire Fest.
That's FYI, or excuse me, F-Y-R-E.
And they decided to have it at this little island.
And apparently, whole round trips were supposedly supposed to cost anywhere from $1,000 to about, I think, $10,000 or something in that capacity.
Little did they know that those people were actually going to, I don't know, show up.
And so many people showed up, they had to cancel the event.
Freaking Ja Rule, man.
I mean, come on.
Look, Ja Ru, I know you're trying, man.
You just got out.
Remember, you just got out for tax evasion, baby.
You know what I'm saying?
I mean, baby steps.
Baby steps, Ja Ru, all right?
This ain't the time when your little short, little half-pipe, five-foot-three ass could just go, I mean, you ain't gonna get by on that anymore, Ja-Roo.
All right?
I mean, you've got to start thinking, boy.
You've got to start thinking now, dear, boy.
And obviously, this little promotion, Fire Fest, you weren't really thinking there, weren't you, boy?
You know what I mean?
You really weren't thinking now, there, weren't you, boy?
Anyway, who else do we have here, folks?
We got Trumping in Ovens.
No, come on, man.
No, don't go there.
Don't even go there.
Trump's Coke Stash.
That's not funny, man.
You understand?
That's not funny.
Ghost equals squirrely.
I got your goddamn squirrely, you son of a bitch.
Texas car repairs up $5,000.
Yeah, shut up, all right?
Just shut your face.
Just shut your goddamn face for Christ's sake.
I mean, what else do we have here?
We got sovereign citizen ghost.
What the hell does that mean?
Are you talking about like those guys that are saying, no, I know my rights.
I am a sovereign.
I am a sovereign, and I will not comply with the police.
And then they end up getting their asses like, you know, kicked out of their cars and all this other crap.
And they end up getting arrested anyway.
That sovereign thing really helped out, didn't it?
Yeah, that really worked, didn't it?
Anyway, look, I'm taking a couple more of these Twitter shout-outs, and we're moving on to something else, okay?
I'm serious.
I'm not even joking around.
I mean, look, I'm sitting over here.
I mean, I'm trying to conduct the Saturday Night Troll Show, okay?
And what I really don't appreciate sometimes is I try to be very candid with you folks.
And I try to give you a little bit of honesty of my life.
And what y'all do is y'all just turn around and you use it against me and trolls like a bunch of ungrateful pricks.
And, you know, it's hard to continue to do that every day, every day, every goddamn day.
It's hard to continue to do that and be like, yeah, I'm going to do a show today.
I mean, it's demoralizing, man.
And, you know, on top of that, man, I just, I mean, I'm a capitalist.
I'm an independent man.
You understand?
I am my own boss, baby.
So that means that I have to constantly make capital all the time.
And, you know, at times it can get a little bit pressure-based.
And, you know, you need to go and unwind and that sort of thing.
You know what I'm saying?
Anyway, folks, look, I'm just trying to save.
I just wish you folks would just have a little bit of appreciation at the fact that yours truly is really busting his ass out here trying to produce content for individuals who do appreciate this stuff, all right?
I mean, I'm not out here for you people to just sit here and make me look like a goddamn stupid moron.
You know, I'm not a moron, you know.
You know, I'm a man here, you know, and I'm a capitalist, and I deserve the respect accorded that title, and I'm not going to tell you all again.
I don't give a crap if this is the troll show.
I deserve respect.
Anyway, look, I'm only going to take a couple more Twitter shout-outs, and we're going to move on to another god.
We're going to gab in a minute.
We're going to gab.
Who else do we have here for Christ's sake?
We got Ghost King of Diabetes.
Yeah, real funny ass crack.
Jesus Christ.
Yellow Traffic of Light.
What the hell does that mean?
The Teutonic Raiden.
Hey, I heard you idiots kept going at Raiden Snake, and now he quit Twitter again.
Raiden Snake quit Twitter again because of you, trolls, man.
Leave Raiden Snake!
Leave him in alone!
God damn it, he quit Twitter again.
I mean, why do y'all mess with Raiden Snake, man?
He's a nice guy.
Why do y'all mess with it, man?
I don't get it.
I don't get why you guys hate this guy so much, man.
I mean, he quit Twitter again, man.
He quit Twitter again.
Man, Rayden, if you're out there, man, come back, man.
You understand?
I mean, come get out of here.
Come on, man.
Come back.
Oh, my God.
Just come back, man.
Give me the mic.
And you know something?
I actually had a surprise for you goddamn trolls today.
Yeah.
But you know, I don't even know if I want to unveil it because of how you idiots are treating me after my two days of battle.
You people are treating me like I'm some kind of a goddamn troll doormat, and I don't appreciate it.
Not to mention, you made Rayden snake quit Twitter again.
But since I told a couple of people that I was going to do this, I guess I got to do it now.
A lot of people have been asking about the Saturday Night Troll merch and how they want some level of Saturday Night Troll representation so they can go out to the world and say that I listen to the Saturday Night Troll Show.
Well, folks, while I was on my two days of battle, yours truly did concoct a certain level of Saturday Night Troll merch exclusively for this broadcast.
And without further ado, let's go ahead and tweet it out right now.
All right, now this is the Saturday Night Troll Show merch exclusively for everybody that listens to this broadcast, baby, all right?
I just tweeted it now.
Just tweeted it right now.
And this is for all the folks that are out there partaking in this every Saturday night broadcast.
The Saturday Night Troll Show.
This is for you, trolls.
Even though you besmirch me, even though you troll me, even though you make my life a living hell, I still got a soft spark.
Soft spark.
Soft spot.
Jesus Christ, I gotta talk.
I got a soft spot for you, morons.
I got a soft spot for you.
Yeah.
I got a soft spot for you all.
Somebody's saying that's the ugliest one I've ever seen.
Yeah, that's what a troll looks like, you dumbass.
What do you think?
A troll is supposed to look like a nice little pretty thing, huh, Twilly Atkins, you stupid, dumb, freaking whore horse?
Huh?
Is that it?
Huh?
Is everybody supposed to look like a little stupid little fruity ass faggy little white horse like you?
Shut up and go in the kitchen where you belong.
Nobody asks you shit.
Sorry, excuse my French folks, but as you can see, and then somebody said that looks pretty hot.
I'd screw it.
Jesus Christ, man.
Anyway, with that being said, you know, I mean, you have to understand, this is trolling.
It's a troll.
That's what that is right there.
It's a troll.
And I know that you trolls don't like to see what a troll looks like, but that's what it looks like.
And not to mention I made it have a gold tooth.
So at least there's a little hip-hop component for you guys out there, right?
Huh?
Yeah, all you pop-tart-eating pieces of crap out there.
Know what I'm talking about there, boy.
Woo!
Anyway, folks, with that being said, let's get to some Gab shout-outs, all right?
Screw Twitter.
All right, let me go ahead and get to some Gab shout-outs.
And for you folks that are unaware, all you've got to do is repost the first post on my Gab account.
And the poster repost is the Saturday Night Troll Show Live.
Once again, the poster repost is the Saturday Night Troll Show Live.
If you repost that post, I will give you a Gab shout-out live right here on the broadcast right here and now.
All right?
Now, without any further ado, let's go ahead and get to those right now.
We've got BN King.
What's going on?
We've got Cowboys draft quarterback Ghosty Homo.
Shut up, you stupid moron.
We've got Ghost Friendship worth less than $20.
Oh, you son of a bunch of people.
You see what I'm talking about, something?
Good God.
You see what I'm talking about?
Jesus Christ, man.
Oh, my God.
Jesus Christ.
Oh, my God.
Freaking Christ, man.
Hey, idiots, there are different colors, you dumb idiots.
I mean, you morons, I'm telling you, man, I don't understand how you people can be this dumb and survive this long in life.
I really can't.
Of course, they're different colors of the shirt, ass crack.
God, you people are stupid, man.
Man, look, bow your heads, man.
I got to talk to God here, right?
Bow your heads.
Everybody bow your heads.
God, what the fuck kind of joke is this?
Seriously, God.
You know what I mean?
You know, you've got people that are out here.
They're good-hearted people that are hard-working, that are trying to take care of their families, that are trying to do honest on this planet, all right?
And then you've got unappreciative, disgusting, pathetic, useless human beings that are nothing more than steaming piles of protoplasm that you let run amok on this place.
All right?
I mean, how and why is this happening?
Is this your joke, God?
Is this your joke?
Is this your joke?
I mean, God, can you please, please?
All right?
Can you just please off some of these people?
I mean, seriously, man, can you come up with some kind of an epidemic, you know, you know, that's transmitted through like, you know, keystrokes or something, you know, a keyboard bacteria, mouse bacteria.
You know what I'm saying?
I'm just saying.
I mean, there's entirely too many losers on this planet, and I'm sick of them.
They don't deserve to be here.
Anyway, God, Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost, stupid, pathetic, earthly losers I hate the most.
Anyway, let's move on, folks.
My apologies.
Look, I had to say it's attention breakers, attention prayer had to be done, man.
All right?
It had to be done.
Jesus Christ.
Who else do we have?
Got the trans squirrel in the house.
The trans squirrel, stupid idiot, man.
Who else do we have here?
We got Mrs. Ghost so fresh she could suck my nuts.
Perverts, man.
You trolls are a bunch of sick-ass twisted perverts, man.
You know that?
You guys are twisted, sick, twisted perverts, man.
Jesus Christ, give me that.
You know, man, I'm telling you, people are pissing me off.
I'm done with shout-outs with you, pricks.
You know what?
I'm done with shout-outs for you, pricks.
I'm done.
So y'all can shove your goddamn squirrel names and Mrs. Ghost names and all this other crap.
You could shove it right up your damn clogged up pooper.
All right?
You could shove it up your pooper.
Anyway, with that being said here, okay, thank you guys.
Look, people are already hooking it up with the Saturday Night Troll Show shirt, man.
Daddy 05 YouTube Incident00:15:00
Somebody bought themselves a wife beat.
Thank you, Aardvark, man.
You just bought himself a wife beat, baby.
You know what I'm saying?
He's going to look, he's going to look fly in his wife beat.
Saturday Night Troll Show.
Get every hoe just to let them know.
He's got their panties full flow.
Oh, my God.
Their clitoris is on the grow.
Oh, my God.
This dirty hoe wants to watch the Saturday Night Troll Show.
folks.
Let's go ahead and move on here, all right?
Now, what we're talking, we were talking a little bit about E-celebs and celebrities.
We're talking a little bit about Dad 05.
Daddy 05, of course, is this controversial YouTuber that has taken flack.
It is a man and his fluffy wife that have been utilizing their children as subjects, or I should say as guinea pigs, to prank them into tears and hysteria just so that they can make YouTube videos to get views and to potentially get some monetary value, get some kind of monetary gain of some capacity.
So with that being said, I want to hear from you.
What do you have to say about this?
I mean, is this attention whoredom gone and run amok?
I mean, I'd definitely like to hear what people have to say about this because this is serious.
I don't agree with parents utilizing their children to extort anything.
These children didn't ask to be extorted and exploited.
They're being exploited.
They're being exploited for monetary gain.
I think it's sick.
I want to hear from you.
516-453-9903 is the number to call here.
Let's see what people have to say about this.
Maybe I'm off my rocker.
Maybe, you know, it's in vogue.
Maybe it's in, I don't know, demand to terrorize your children and put it on YouTube for hits.
I don't know.
Maybe I'm the stupid one.
How about area code 845?
you got to say about it?
Radio graffiti, not to mention your phone sucks the chrome off of a 57 Chevy bumper, you dumbass welfare recipient.
How about 484?
What do you got to say about it?
You know, Ghost, you shouldn't be too hard on Trump and Capitalists.
What he said was a joke.
Joke or not, that's horrible.
What if I said, you know what?
He may be dead, but you know what?
He owe me 20 bucks.
How would you like that?
How would you like that if somebody who you thought was your friend, how would you like that?
I mean, honestly, I would just haunt them for the rest of my life if they did that.
Yeah, of course, that's what I'm saying, man.
That's what I'm talking about.
Look, look, maybe it was a joke, but it was pretty macabre.
All right, it's pretty macabre.
I mean, look, I saw the rumors that were going out.
I mean, people actually thought I was dead.
People thought I was dead for Christ's sake.
And, you know, people started believing it.
And, you know, if Trump and for whatever reason was like, oh, man, well, he still owes me 20 bucks.
I mean, that's horrible.
That's horrible.
How am I supposed to feel about that?
I mean, seriously, how was anybody supposed to feel about that, man?
Oh, my God.
Look, you know, look, I don't mean to be so hard on Trumping, but I mean, my feelings are hurt, man.
I mean, come on, man.
I thought we was boys, man.
I thought we was kings and shit.
I'm just saying, man.
I'm just saying.
How about 813?
What do you got to say about the Daddy 05 YouTuber thing?
Can you hear me up here, first?
No, man, we can't hear you.
Can you speak up?
Come on.
Oh, God.
How about now, Ghost?
Can you hear me now?
Yeah, we can hear you.
What's going on, man?
Oh, well, not much, not much, just cooking a little bit of dinner.
But honestly, what I'm thinking about this whole Daddy 05 is like, you know, I get, you know, taking videos of your children doing stupid stuff and it being funny, but to completely just to completely just make them cry like that, that's really, that's really mean.
Like, why would you do that to your kid just for the sake of, hey, let's put this on the internet.
That's mean.
That is really mean.
It's not only mean, it's child abuse.
It's child abuse, plain and simple.
You know, you learn how to be a human being during your years of childhood.
I actually believe that that was one of the few things that Freud was actually completely 100% correct about, unlike his, you know, use of cocaine as a medicinal purpose for psychological stress.
But regardless of that, I do believe that everything derives from your childhood.
If you do have messed up childhoods, man, it's going to affect you for the rest of your life.
And I think that, you know, extorting children to this capacity to the point where they're crying, you are exploiting their fears.
You're exploiting their sadness.
You're exploiting.
I mean, it's disgusting, man.
It's child abuse.
And, you know, that's pretty upsetting to me that this idiot actually comes out and makes a rebuttal YouTube video trying to call anybody who's criticizing his Daddy 05 videos or daddy 05 as haters.
Haters.
Ain't nobody hating you.
You've got, with all due respect, a very plump wife.
You've got a lot of cheering.
And look, I get it.
You need money.
But, you know, you should have thought about that before you started impregnating that good-sized fluffy woman prior to actually getting involved in Daddy 05.
I'm sick and tired of people who have children they cannot take care of, and then they blame everybody and their brother because they decided to ejaculate in a vagina.
You understand?
It's everybody else's fault.
Oh, I got to do this and that, a man, a man, Same crap.
Nobody wants to take responsibility for anything.
I mean, look, if you've had children you can't take care of, don't exploit them.
Why don't you go out, especially if you're a man?
Won't you go out and do some real work, boy?
Why don't you do some goddamn men work?
Won't you go out there and dig some ditches, boy?
Do some damn manual labor, man.
You get paid for it.
You're a goddamn man.
But, of course, we're not producing real men anymore, are we, boy?
Huh?
We're producing a bunch of, you know, anal camel toast sporting fruit bowls.
You know what I'm saying?
With the thin leggings, skinny jeans, acting more feminine than a goddamn $3 bill, boy.
Acting more queer than a goddamn $3 bill.
That's the American westernized male right now, boy.
There you go.
Anyway, I'm going to take a couple more calls about this subject matter.
I want to hear what you have to say about it.
516-453-9903.
We're talking a little bit about the Daddy 05 YouTube incident.
Is it child abuse?
What is it?
What do you think it is?
I mean, I tend to believe it's a little bit on the abusive side.
How about 619?
What's going on, man?
Hey, what's up, ghost?
Hey, Dasho.
How you doing, man?
What do you think about the YouTube video, Daddy 05?
Seen them, but it sounds pretty terrible to me.
I just got out of a rehab from paint.
But, I mean, I'm just laying in bed.
Wait a minute.
You just got out of rehab from paint.
Oh, yeah, that's right, man.
You called up incoherent, couldn't even spoken.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
My mom had to pick me up from my bedroom because I was just, I couldn't breathe.
Almost, I couldn't breathe.
I saw she had to carry me and almost take me to the hospital.
Is that your mom freaking out?
Yeah.
Hey, Asho, you were a good little Mexican boy.
Why exactly did you start huffing paint, man?
I mean, were you peer-pressured into doing this?
Yeah, by the stone capitalist.
What, what?
By distilling capitalist!
So I can probably sue him, huh?
Well, look, I'm not a lawyer, nor do I know anything about Australian law, but I think we've got Australian capitalist on the horn.
Hey, Australia capitalist, are you there?
No, this is distilling, buddy.
Hey, why are you going to be able to do that?
Oh, distilling.
I'm sorry.
Distilling capitalist.
My bad.
I'm sorry.
I'm still upset that Trump has got, you know, that my life is worth less than 20 bucks to him.
But you're going, distilling.
Did you actually peer pressure this good little Mexican boy, Asho, into becoming a paint huffer?
And now, you know, he just got out of rehab?
Man, I know he's Mexican, man, but monkeys say monkey do, if you know what I'm saying.
So is he calling me a monkey?
So you're calling him a monkey?
No, no, no, no.
What I'm getting at is I didn't actually call it.
Hold on, hold on.
Asho just said that's racist.
Daily fucking guy.
Come on, pull out their ice card.
What else have you got, buddy?
Come on.
Bring it on.
No.
He's calling you out there, Asho.
He's like, yeah, pull out the race card.
That's what you're going to do.
I mean, look, I'm a little concerned about this new epidemic you people are promoting out here paint huffing.
You know, I mean, you know, Asho over here got to get picked.
He had to get picked up like a big bag of tacos and literally be transported to the nearest the nearest hospital because I don't know, he was half-brain gone.
And then he tells me that you're the guy that's sitting over here peer pressuring him into doing it.
All responsibility taken, no care given.
Sorry, no, you know what I mean.
All care taken, no responsibility given, right?
Oh, man.
Do you have anything to say, Asho?
He has no gut conscience on this whatsoever.
You can pay me in Bitcoin.
And also, I mean, I lost a lot of brain sales, I think.
I feel slow now.
I don't feel as motivated as I used to.
I've been missing work.
My classes are just going down.
My GPS is a good thing.
So you're trying to propose a settlement?
You're trying to propose an out-of-court settlement in Bitcoin.
Is that what you're trying to do, Asho?
Yeah, because it's cryptocurrency.
And it goes up.
It's going up right now as we're speaking.
Tell us about Jackie Light into a Baita Chase, and you can have that.
How's that sound?
There's your settlement.
There's your payment.
Why don't you fucking send me a fucking kangaroo and then I could probably a kangaroo and then I'll probably sell it in the black market over here in California.
And maybe I can make some kangaroo tacos and put some cheese in it and call them distilling capital.
You know what?
You've actually inspired me.
My next bloody Whitesy's Taste of Australia video, I'm going to do a bait and chase and I'm going to dedicate it to you.
Say you, bud.
Oh, man, man, distilling.
This is a harsh distilling.
Is this how he really is there, Asho?
I don't know, but I don't know, but I can't even talk right now because my brain cells.
I mean, I think I lost half my brain cells with the pain.
Well, you know what?
Here, here, chew on a rubber tortilla there, Asho.
We'll come back to you.
I mean, whoa, man, distilling capitalists sounds like freaking the paint-humping Nino Brown or something, man.
I'm telling you, heartless.
Soulless, man.
Wow.
Whoa, whoa.
Oh!
Good God.
You know, I've been trying to have a discussion about this whole Daddy 05 YouTuber crap, but obviously nobody wants to talk about that.
And I'm sure that everybody that's listening in right now wants to partake in Radio Graffiti.
So, you know what?
We've got about what do we got left on the broadcast here?
We got a little bit about 120 left, an hour and 20.
Let's just go ahead and get to everybody's favorite part of the broadcast.
How about that, baby?
And I'm talking about radiography.
That's right, folks.
Radio graffiti, the part of the broadcast where the spectators become a part of the spectacle.
Oh, wait a minute.
Hold on.
Before I get to Radio Graffiti, somebody does want to talk about Daddy 05 and potentially the Raiden Snake incident.
And I definitely want to know about this.
So before we get into Radio Graffiti, let me go ahead and get to somebody who has the scoop about what's going down with Raiden Snake and what's going down with his opinion on Daddy 05.
Karaskin, are you there, Karaskin?
Yo, what's up?
How's it going, Karaskin?
First off, how you been, man?
Thank you very much for tuning in.
Secondly, what's your thoughts on the Daddy 05 and then give us the 411 on Raiden?
I'm surprised that nobody just wanted to call Child Protective Services on his ass.
Oh, and by the way.
I mean, have you seen the videos?
I'd rather not look at them.
This is just too disturbing for words to say.
But anyway, word down the street that, well, Raiden told me on Discord that apparently he didn't delete his Twitter.
Apparently his Twitter account got banned again by Jack Dorsey.
His Twitter account got banned?
What was he posting?
Was he posting something controversial?
I don't know.
Something that triggered Jack Dorsey pretty much.
So it wasn't the trolls that trolled him off Twitter, it's Jack Dorsey and his digital Gestapo that has taken Raiden Snake off of Twitter.
Cops and Controversial Posts00:07:57
Is that it?
Yeah, and there have been abusive claims over foul language against Raiden Snake.
I'm getting pretty concerned here about this.
But if this keeps up, his reputation will probably be ruined.
Oh, man, that's horrible.
Look, I'm sorry, Karaskin.
I mean, wherever Raiden Snake is, if you're hearing me, man, please come back.
All right, please come back, man.
I mean, don't let these freaking trolls win.
Don't let them win.
Don't even care.
Don't even let them even get a slight bit of satisfaction.
Keep coming up and keep freaking rubbing it in these trolls' faces.
Keep rubbing it in their goddamn cotton-picking faces.
Anyway, thank you very much for giving us that 411 Karaskin.
Anyway, without any further ado, let's go ahead and get into some radio graffiti right now.
All right, who do we have here?
How about anonymous radio graffiti?
It's Willie Atkin, Radio Graffiti.
Hello?
Okay, who is?
My kids, he's called Thomas.
Thomas Alvin.
But someone calls me a ghost.
He just over here and murdered me on Wednesday.
You see, he said the radio show got to a captain's radio.
And he ended up calling me a bitch.
And then he disappeared.
And he's going to send some offices out.
I'm really worried about him.
I like in San Antonio.
Okay, why don't you stand on where I think, you know, till the police get there in case anything happens.
Okay, but you've got to find him.
He doesn't usually disappear like this.
He just took off.
He could be anywhere by now.
What kind of car does he drive?
He's in Woodchuck, but I checked Harvey and was missing.
Please, you've got to help me find him.
I get it.
They're going to be on the way.
I just want to stay on the phone with you until the actors get there, okay?
Okay, thank you.
What does he look like?
He looks about 420 pounds.
He's really short, and he kind of looks like Astro Sarah.
Is he white, black, panic?
He's white.
Has anyone seen any weapons at all?
Yes, he's got guns.
He keeps telling us that he's going to get his poplars to come.
That's why he talks about ghosts.
He keeps telling us when he's saying he's loved.
He had the policies of him before, and he's called to get on.
Okay, where's the gun actually?
Is it Laka?
No, he says he's coming in on the structure.
He's got to help.
I'm really worried about him.
Okay.
I have several officers on the way.
It's so good.
How can they see him so sick before?
And he's so scared.
I'm so mad at him, you know.
Okay, just okay, just calm down, okay?
We don't want to do anything too rash.
I mean, where are the offices?
Where are the offices?
I need to find him.
I can do so much.
I know, and it's still like clever.
It is still within two minutes.
Please help me.
Billy Enkins, you sick bitch!
The hell did you send the cops, you damn bitch horse?
Where in the hell did you send those cops?
Oh my god, did you all hear that, man?
Did you all hear that?
That's not funny, man.
That's not funny whatsoever.
Son of a bitch.
Give me the stupid goddamn brody bitch.
Jesus Christ.
Who else do we have here for Christ's sake, man?
Good God!
ANONYMOUS RADIO GRAFFITI!
Well, we can't even understand what the hell you're saying because your computer sucks.
All right, get off the 386SX and get in with the now.
Anonymous radio graffiti.
Two Atkins, that was my troll.
I was the one that did that.
Twilly Atkins took that recording and she replaced it with her voice.
She stole that troll from me, that stupid dumb bitch horse.
Oh, yeah.
Well, how did you call?
Did you sound like that?
Sound like Twilly.
No, no, no, that wasn't me.
I did a separate recording, and Twilly took my recording, took out my voice, and put in her own.
Yeah, well, I mean, why don't you go?
Why don't you go give her a smack or something for Christ's sake?
I mean, what do you want me to do about it?
Huh?
I mean, why don't you go give her a shot or something?
Go give her a slap or something.
Do something.
What do you want me to do about it?
Anonymous radio graffiti.
What's going on between me and Akin's personal, all right?
From deep within the bowels of the hit of a skate.
I salmon most.
Who is this?
Oh, Jesus Christ, it's you.
You are one of my most foolish minions.
I'm autistic.
How dare you?
There's the ability to enslave people in your woods.
Meanwhile.
Excuse me, I don't mean to startle you, but.
I take you a trip to the woods, shit, samurai Jack.
I fear no man.
Come and get me.
You busted my favorite belt!
Let me get my freaking gun.
Let me get my freaking gun out of here for Christ's sake.
Looks like there'll be no money for you, crazy round man.
A few moments later.
You have failed me.
Most shove it up your.
Good God, I'm sorry.
You will learn proper respect for Akron and the Bozeman.
Ah, Christ, no!
Boy ghost, thanks for joining us.
We were just about to read one of Mass Pony's stories.
I just want to write a nice story.
Chapter 1.
Twilight has an accident.
Man, that's hard.
Summerize, summary.
Why would you die?
Don't worry, baby.
Okay, that's not my call.
I'm figuring out how you like the trap.
Extra!
Yeah, what the?
What the hell was that?
What in the blue hell was that?
Audience Getting More Retarded00:02:57
For Christ's sake, man.
Jesus Christ, you people are getting more and more retarded.
You people are getting more and more retarded as days go by.
I can't even put it into words.
352 radio graffiti.
We got eight people and Scarlet Moon.
Radio fucking graffiti.
Yeah, what's up?
Hey, Ghost.
This is Duke Newcomb, and I'm here with Raiden Snake.
No, no, no.
Raiden Snake's face, my ass.
Raiden Snake is an inspiration for birth control.
You leave Raiden Snake alone.
It's time to kick bubblegum and chew ass.
And this place reeks of ass.
Don't have a tank for your lives.
That's the point.
Come get some.
Blow out your ass.
I'll rip your head up and piss down your neck.
Ah, much better.
Damn, I'm good.
He's dead.
Who the hell are you?
Who is this?
I'm Duke McCombe, and I'm coming to get the rest of your serious facts.
Leave Raiden Snake alone.
Leave him alone.
Leave him alone.
Leave alone.
Son of a bitch!
Leave Ray Snark alone!
You goddamn sons of bitches!
Son of a bitch, man!
Leave him alone.
I'm not going to tell you, troll terrorists.
It's cyber vermin again.
Leave Raiden Snake alone.
I'm warning you.
You hear me?
I'm warning all of you.
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Son of a bitch, leave Raiden Snake alone.
You understand me?
Do you understand me?
It's not funny, assholes.
You understand me?
Troll Terrorists Blocking Guests00:03:51
This is not funny.
Give me the freaking not cool.
Cut it out now.
You all cut the crap or I'm gone.
You understand that?
I will cut this goddamn Saturday night troll shell shorter than the goddamn freak, man.
I take a two-day sabbatical.
I take a two-day sabbatical in hopes of trying to get some resting relaxation from you, goddamn troll terrorists.
You know what I mean?
I mean, I literally didn't do anything intranets while I was gone.
You want to know why?
Because I don't want to be reminded of you, goddamn troll terrorists and cyber vermin, man.
You're a lot to take in.
You're a lot to accept.
You're a lot to just even pallet, for Christ's sake.
I'm not joking around, man.
I mean, why do you give me the mic?
You know what, troll terrorist and cyber verbin?
You're the reason why I can't get a damn guest on this broadcast.
You understand that?
Every time I try to contact people's management, every time I try to call people's agents, every time I try to do something to try to provide some kind of an interview on this broadcast with anybody, with anybody.
It doesn't even matter who it is.
It could be a half-assed cheap-ass two-bit celebrity.
They don't want to come on my broadcast.
You want to know why they want to come on my broadcast?
Because of the damn troll terrorist, cyber vermin, goddamn antics that you throw on a consistent basis.
They don't want to hit the goddamn beehive of a troll goddamn terrorist epicenter.
They are afraid.
You got these people thinking that you're going to troll them.
You got these people thinking that you're going to send goddamn SWAT teams and pizzas and Bibles and Bandildos to their houses for Christ's sake.
You've got celebrities twiverling in fear.
They're shaking in fear.
You got them shaking in fear.
And I can't get a goddamn, I can't, you know, the last person I interviewed was in, what, 2010, 2009?
Mike Valally.
And I'd love to get Mike Valally on, but I hear he's a born-again Christian now, and he doesn't even want to have nothing to do with any of the stuff that he did back in the day.
All right?
So, I mean, that's the only person I've ever interviewed that was a half-assed celebrity, for Christ's sake.
And why I can't get celebrities?
Why I can't get anybody on this broadcast?
Because of F you.
Because of you, troll terrorists.
And you know what?
You guys are pieces of crap for it.
You understand?
You people are shameless.
You could care less.
You have no goddamn shame in your lives whatsoever.
And you know what?
If we were in a damn barroom right now, I'd be bitch slapping all of you for fun.
I'm not joking.
I'd be giving each and every one of you a goddamn slap.
Christ, man.
All I'm trying to do is do a decent broadcast here, man.
All I'm trying to do is do a decent broadcast here.
845 Radio Graffiti.
Um.
I like, I have something to say, Ghost.
I have a crush on Asho.
You have a crush on Asho?
Yes, I have a crush on Asho, and I think he's a big cutie.
And I also have a crush on Raiden Snake, too.
So I don't know which one to pick, Asho or Raiden Snake.
Global Order Shocked by Trump00:06:45
They're just.
Oh, that's interesting.
So let me ask you something.
What is it about Asho and Raiden Snake that makes you a little attracted to him?
Hello?
Hold on.
You're cutting in and out there.
You're cutting in and out.
What is it about Raiden Snake and Asho that you like?
Ms. Broad is shoving the phone up for twice.
Get her out of it.
Get out of here.
Call up with a better phone.
I'm not hooking you up with either one of them if you can't even afford a phone that could properly distinguish what the hell you're saying, for Christ's sake, Broad.
Jesus Christ.
How am I supposed to hook you up with fine capitalists like a good old little Mexican boy like Asho and a nice European chap like Raiden Snake?
They can't even understand you when you're trying to have a decent phone banging session with them, huh?
Hey, don't you explain that, Broad?
Anyway, sorry y'all had to hear that.
How about 352 radio graffiti?
We got eight equals radio graffiti.
President Donald Trump says I'm a nationalist and a globalist.
We will no longer surrender this country or its people to the false song of globalism.
Humanism, not globalism, will be our creeps.
Yeah, you know what?
Shove it up your ass, all right?
Let me explain something to you.
This is not the true capitalist radio broadcast, but let me give you a brief synopsis, which I have been doing over and over and over again.
Donald Trump, with his manifestation of the capitalist right, has taken control of the global order.
Why do you think you haven't heard Vladimir Pootie Pooh saying a goddamn thing anymore?
You haven't heard Putin say a goddamn thing.
Remember during the time when the campaign was happening in 2016, Putin was all over the place talking all kinds of mad nonsense.
And now that you've got Donald Trump taking control of the global order, bitch-slapping Putin all over the world stage, kicking ass, taking names, Donald Trump and the capitalist right have taken control of the global order.
And if you people don't like it, deal with it.
Do you understand?
Get down or lay down.
That's all there is to it.
This is worldwide capitalist revolution.
It's a worldwide capitalist revolution happening right before your eyes.
So savor the flavor because you ain't never going to see something like this ever again.
You understand that?
What's happening right now is unprecedented.
It's unprecedented.
We've taken control of the global order, boy.
Why do you think that everyone is now renegotiating new friendships?
People are taking new sides because Trump has shocked the global order.
Has shocked the global order, for Christ's sake.
And we've taken control of the world, baby.
Capitalists, you know, what did I tell you?
What did I tell you?
I said, once the capitalists take control of state power, then we're going to assert ourselves on the world.
Didn't I say that?
I said that countless times on true capitalist radio.
I said it.
And once again, the prognosticator of prognosticators strikes again.
And before I move on, how in the hell did you think that Donald Trump was going to take on globalism?
With what?
The white nationalists?
I mean, look at how wishy-washy these people are.
You know, the white nationalists were all Sieghiling Trump and oh, Trump is the white nationalist hope, yada, yada, yada.
And then once Trump decides to remove kebab out there in Syria, all of a sudden, these white nationalists become somewhat of a leftist anti-war faction for Christ's sake.
You know what I'm saying?
I'm not joking, man.
I mean, did you, how is he going to take on globalism?
With you, unloyal pieces of crap?
And not to mention, I don't think it's a coincidence, folks, that I've been discussing loyalty to Donald Trump and the Trump train.
I've been talking about loyalty and how people are disloyal pieces of trash, how these people are hopping off the Trump train because they're spineless, yellow-bellied pieces of not stand-for-nothing crap.
And you know what Trump has announced May 1st, the infamous communist holiday, May Day.
You know what he has designated May 1st as in America?
Loyalty Day!
You think that's a fucking coincidence?
You think that's a coincidence?
I've been talking about loyalty for the past month and that Donald Trump named May 1st loyalty day?
I don't think so.
I don't think so.
So all you white nationalists, all you leftists, all you anti-Trump assholes, you can go and congregate with each other like a bunch of stupid, spineless, stand-for-nothing pieces of mindless, four-eyed brain-infested pieces of trash that you are.
Why don't you go celebrate with the leftist, you white nationalist trash?
Fucking unloyal pieces of crap.
I'm not even joking, man.
What the hell did you expect Trump to do?
How is he going to take on the global order?
With you?
What the hell were you going to do?
You people are all talk.
And you know what?
Being all talk, you don't even know what you're talking about.
Stupid idiots, man.
I'm telling you, man.
I mean, like he was supposed to take on the whole global order with a bunch of rogue, stupid, half-witted white nationalists who don't even understand the basis of international relations or foreign policy.
And not to mention, I've said this time and time again: what white are you talking about?
What white are you talking about?
Are you talking about the Irish that have been shunned by every European white race for centuries?
Are you talking about the Polish, which have suffered the same backlash from other European countries?
Are you talking about the Czechs who have done the same?
Western Civilization Risk in Islam00:10:39
I mean, I could go on and on.
Which white are you talking about?
Are you talking about the Scots?
Huh?
Are you talking about the English?
Are you talking about the Caucasians from Chechnya and the Caucasus?
What white are you white nationalist idiots talking about?
You know, there are so many variants of white, you idiots don't even know what the hell you're talking about.
Makes me sick.
Anyway, we are now in the third and final hour of the True Capitalist Radio broadcast.
And of course, I am your host, the man they call Ghost.
And once again, that's not the fucking true capital.
You see, you moron, you got me talking about politics when this is the Saturday night troll show, the Saturday night troll show, the Saturday night troll show, the Saturday night troll show.
Look, I didn't mean to talk about politics here, but what you people need to realize is that foreign policy and international relations is way above your feeble-minded pay grade.
And to make any assumptions on what the foreign policymakers are doing as it pertains to U.S. foreign policy is something that your idiot ass can't understand.
And I've said this time and time again.
Foreign policymakers, especially in the United States, the way they create policy is based upon counteracting any future risks to Western civilization.
And what do we have?
We have a risk to Western civilization in Islam.
We have a risk to Western civilization in the Asiatic races.
And where are we conducting two different theaters of combat in those exact geopolitical areas?
Now, why are we doing that?
Well, we can't negotiate with the radical Islam.
So instead of actually engaging with radical Islam on a war footing, on a holy war, what these folks in the intelligence community in the United States have done, they are going to remove Assad, which is the last secular government in the Middle East, to create a geopolitical area of theater of combat in which the Sunnis and the Shiites battle each other out for who's going to take control of dominant Islam.
And when this happens, it's going to draw in Iran and it's going to draw in Saudi Arabia.
Now, what's going to happen is you're going to have these radical Muslims kill each other off one by one without having us to lift a goddamn finger.
And secondly, you're going to have Saudi Arabia and Iran partaking in this geopolitical theater of combat, bankrupting themselves.
I mean, you people just don't understand foreign policy.
You people think that...
Well Bashar Al-Assad's a secular guy in the Middle East and You morons don't even see into the fifty year, hundred year future.
I mean, this threat of Western civilization is very real from Islam.
This threat of Western civilization is very real from Asia.
And these are huge populations of people.
So how do you counteract that without engaging them in a war footing?
You do this by doing what exactly is being put forth as foreign policy.
That means removing Assad as the secular leader, taking areas of Syria, parts of Iraq, and parts of Libya as war footing so that it can draw all the terrorist jihadis from all over the world to fight in jihad in this area.
And the United States can just sit back while these radical Islamic terrorists kill each other for an interpretation of Islam.
I mean, it's just that there is.
And look, somebody's like, why can't we coexist peacefully?
You have to ask them people over there.
They don't want Western civilization.
They don't like Western civilization.
They don't like freedom.
They don't like capitalism.
They don't like the fact that we don't want to embrace religious fanaticism.
In the Asiatic races, they are very racist.
You know what?
Asian people are the most racist people in the world.
They hate each other.
Call a Korean a Chinese.
Call a Japanese a Chinese.
I mean, they will literally want to freaking rip your Adam's apple out.
I'm not joking.
They hate each other over there.
And you know what they want?
They want some new dynasty.
You know, they want some new Ming dynasty to go and take over the world.
And what we have to do as American foreign policy creators, we've got to counteract this without engaging that enemy head on.
Because if we engage an enemy of radical Islam, and look, I'm not trying to say all of Islam is bad, but there's over 1.2 billion Muslims.
And if 10% of those Muslims are radical, that's over 100 million Muslims there, buddy.
All right?
Another 100 million Muslims that are radical.
I mean, they've got to be taken out.
And the only way you take them out is you use their fanaticism against them.
So you see, I didn't mean to get off Keister and start talking politics here, but you people are very simple and stupid.
You understand?
You people are very ignorant.
Look, just be happy with what Trump is doing domestically and shut your fucking mouth.
How about that, stupid morons?
Just be happy that he's cutting taxes and kicking out the illegals and enforcing the border policy and tax cuts.
You're going to repeal health care.
Just be happy with that and shut up.
I'm sick and tired of you stupid idiots thinking you know exactly what you're talking about when it comes to foreign policy.
Ghost is openly advocating mass genocide.
No, I'm not.
I'm just advocating that the contradiction, the schism within Islam should be exploited to off themselves.
You see, because what's going to happen is this.
This is simple game theory.
You bring Sunni and Shiites to battle each other.
Four things are going to happen.
Okay?
Either they're going to kill each other off and nobody wins, which is a win for Western civilization.
Either one side's going to beat the other side, which the winning side isn't really going to be the winner.
They're going to be depleted natural resources and people.
And that's for two different choices.
One side's going to win or the other side's going to win.
And fourth, they realize that after initially fighting that there is no reason to even fight at all and they need to be civil and so on and so forth.
I mean, it's as simple as that.
I mean, for you people that want hold hands and sing kumbaya and peace, I'd be happy to pay for you to go to Syria right now.
I will pay you, I will give you $1,500 plane ticket to go to Syria right now and go talk to those folks out there and tell them, you know, can you give peace a chance?
All right?
I'd like to definitely, I'd pay you idiots.
You know what?
You ain't going to do it because you're all a bunch of armchair pieces of think you know it all, useless pieces of human protoplasm, westernized, over-consuming pieces of ignorant shit.
That's why.
So you can take that and shove it up your goddamn cheesehole.
Anyway, let's get back to radio graffiti.
I just had to outline that for you ignorant idiots again.
Once again, foreign policy, way above you idiots, pay grades.
You know what I'm saying?
Stop thinking you're smarter than you are.
You're not that smart.
All right?
Seriously, you people that are out here hopping off the Trump train thinking that you're all brilliant, you're not.
You're stupid.
You're ignorant.
You're just as stupid as the left.
So shut your stupid mouths.
All right?
What would you white nationalists think was going to happen when Trump came into power?
What the fuck did you all think was going to happen?
What?
Trump was going to, what, take every minority and, what, ship them out?
I mean, what the hell did you all think was going to happen?
He was going to provide with some kind of a goddamn tax incentive so white people could shit out more children?
I mean, what the hell did you all think?
Stupid.
Anyway, let's get back to radio graffiti, you people.
I'm not joking around.
I mean, I'm tired of you people that think that you're so fucking great.
I'm a white nationalist.
I'm a national white nationalist.
What the hell does that mean, man?
What the hell does that mean for Christ's sake?
White na what does that mean?
I'm sick of hearing that term.
Shove your white nationalism up, you're hypocritical asshole.
Yeah, white nationalism, white nationalism, boy.
Stupid idiots.
And you know what's funny is that you idiots think that that southern flag is somehow representing the rebels or something.
You know that that is a Scottish flag, you idiot.
Yeah.
The majority of the people that settled in the South were Scottish.
That's where the whole country twang comes from, you fucking idiots.
You know that cross that's there on the flag, that red flag, that rebel flag, the Dukes of Hazard flag.
That's the star of St. Andrew, you dumbasses.
That's why they say Merry Xmas during this time instead of Merry Christmas.
People are idiots, man.
I'm telling you, the ignorance of people just gets to me sometimes.
You know?
People are so goddamn stupid.
Stupid freaking people, man.
Southern Flag Is Scottish00:14:55
That's what I hate about this world.
You know that?
Stupid people.
I freaking hate that.
You know, that's why sometimes, you know, I think God's a prick.
Because, you know, why in the hell would he allow a bunch of ignorant, stupid, moronic, social Darwinist people get so lucky to wander around this world without life just taking them out like they should.
I'm sorry.
I mean, you know, we're saving entirely too many lives in this country with seat belts and motorcycle helmets and bicycle helmets and knee pads and, you know, the freaking air masks.
We're saving entirely too many people in this country, and I'm sick of it.
I'm sick of it.
And, you know, to be honest with you, I mean, I'm looking at some of the riffraff right now on Twitter that deserves, with all due respect, you know, to be taken out.
I mean, social Darwinism needs to hit at least 95% of people with My Little Pony profile pictures.
Okay?
God needs to take out at least 95% of those people.
God needs to take out at least 98% of people that are anime and whack off to disproportional Asian cartoons.
You dumbasses are never going to get a voluptuous Asian that looks like an anime waifu, you dumbasses.
All right?
There is no young-looking, Chinese, Oriental-looking chick that has voluptuous tits and ass.
It's never going to happen.
And let's say that there was.
Let's say that there was.
What makes you think that they like you?
What makes you think that they would even want you?
They don't want you.
Nobody wants you.
That's why you're sitting here with me.
Let's be honest.
All right?
A good 60% of you, maybe I could be very conservative there, but a good 60% of you, the reason why you're here on the Saturday Night Troll Show would be because nobody's playing with your wee wee.
Nobody's going out there taking you out anywhere.
They're not going out on a Saturday night with you.
You're an obnoxious human being.
You're hideous.
I mean, you're not only hideous because of the way you look, you're probably a hideous human being on the inside as well.
And that's why you're sitting here all alone with Rosie Palms and her five sisters waxing your own goddamn carrot there, boy.
And look, go stop judging, man.
Look, I can judge whoever I want to.
I'm a fucking capitalist, all right?
I could judge whoever I want to.
It's a free country.
I'm judging all of you.
Hey, you all judge me every day.
So, you all go, you shove this don't judge me crap right up your ass.
Jesus Christ.
Let's go back to the freaking radio graffiti so that, you know, these people can, again, I can add some significance to losers' lives.
Oh, man, I'm so proud of myself.
I mean, I'm telling you, I'm really, I've really accomplished something in life, haven't I?
Oh, I feel so great.
Saturday Night Troll Show right here.
352 Radio Graffiti.
J-Man Capitalist Radio Graffiti.
You know what?
I've already heard J-Man Capitalist a few times.
Go fuck off.
How about 785 Radio Graffiti?
Well, do I have a finished for you?
You know, I don't even know what that stupid bitch is saying.
But, you know, I hate when broads try to sound like temptresses over the phone.
You know what that says to me?
That they're fatties.
You know, the best women that sound great on the phone are gigantuan snorlaxes.
I'm not joking.
And if you don't believe me, take a look at some YouTube videos about the phone sex industry and about the most highest paid, successful phone sex actresses out there.
They are gigantuan, snorlax, fat, disgusting, slovenly people.
But hey, as long as you're willing to pay, what is it, $4.99 for the first minute and $1.99 each additional minute so you can wax your carrot, who cares, right?
Right?
Anonymous Radio Graffiti.
I understand you because you've got your net zero connection, for Christ's sake.
Anonymous radio graffiti.
There's too many Mexicans playing Call of Duty.
This is not Call of Juarez.
This is Call of Duty.
That was a bit offensive.
You say it again.
I'm going to have to kick your ass.
Oh, you know what?
That's a dumb YouTube video, by the way.
I mean, a guy that's actually posting himself trolling Call of Duty.
I mean, how desperate for content are we on the internet when we got some idiot pretending to be Barack Obama and it's a bad Barack Obama impression and a bad Donald Trump impression and puts it on YouTube and gets a whole bunch of hits for it.
I mean, how desperate are we for freaking content out here?
Clearly, troll shows, turning troll shoes, cherry night troll show.
Clearing a troll show, sorry, night troll shows, cherry night troll show, cheering, troll shout, cherry night, troll shout.
SHUT UP AND STOP MAKING ME SOUND LIKE A FREAKIN' PARENT!
Thanks, man!
Man, I'm telling you, man, I just you people really piss me off.
I mean, you people genuinely and really piss me off.
You piss me off.
I just, it makes me sick.
Give me the mic.
You people really piss me off, man.
I'm not even joking around.
I mean, I don't even know if I'm going to continue on with this broadcast the way this is going, man.
I'm not even joking around.
This is a Saturday Night Troll Show.
The Saturday Night Troll Show.
The Saturday Night Troll Show.
Right?
Give me a break.
Anonymous Radio Graffiti.
Trust the snowman with a jolly, happy soul.
With a corncob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made.
And a freaking corn cob for a schlong.
How about anonymous radio graffiti?
Another hellish killer.
Well, you need a you should be ready, all right?
Get ready.
You should be ready and willing to go during radio graffiti, you prick.
Three, four, seven, Radio Graffiti.
That's a freaking Obama phone.
And secondly, are you actually playing Sean Michaels' entry music into the WWE?
Are you serious?
218 radio graffiti.
Hey, ghost, how's it going?
How you doing?
I'm just wondering, did you ever go hunt down that scroll that cost you $5,000?
No, shut up.
I don't want to be reminded of that crap.
Shut up.
Jesus Christ, you guys just don't have any coup, do you?
You all have no kind of coup whatsoever.
Anonymous radio graffiti.
This is Sparta Radio Graffiti.
This is True King Huffer Radio.
You know what?
No, you know what?
I'm canceling that.
I don't want to hear any more intros.
That's old.
That's older than the crustaceans in your mother's underwear.
I don't want to hear it.
Anonymous radio graffiti.
I'll make them understand.
I don't make the law if she's dead.
You know what I mean?
Just a lot of bullish.
I mean, I.
To be honest, I do acting so bad.
It affects me, it affects other people.
Let's just show roll.
For another dance with the musical photo.
I'm Donald Trump, and I approve this lost.
Shut up and leave right and snake alone.
Look, I think we've got the Arab prince.
Thanks.
Thank God we got a friendly face.
Well, I hope he's a friendly face.
He's kind of moody at times.
The Arab Prince, are you there, sir?
Hey, the Arab Prince, you there, man?
Friendly Face Arab Prince00:02:10
Yeah, obviously not.
Obviously, he's probably, it's probably that time for prayer or something.
I'm not too sure.
How about 919, Radio Graffiti?
I'm gonna throw Raiden Snake into the wood chipper.
You're on the wood chipper engineer.
That's right.
You can't capitalize and tell us what you do.
You're a little freaky.
You know what?
Cut him up.
I'm not letting you rip me off on that wood chipper.
And don't make fun of Rayden Snake again.
I'm warning you.
I'm warning all of you.
Leave him alone.
Anonymous radio graffiti.
Hey, ghost, what do you think of your grandma?
My grandmother, you're a piece of crap.
Now it's time for you to go to the old folks' home and die off, all right?
It's time for you to go to the old folks' home, sip on Ovalteen, watch old episodes of The Golden Girls and Matlock, and, you know, ride away in the sunset, you old piece of wimbag trash, all right?
Christ.
As a matter of fact, hey, Grandma!
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You son of a terrorist!
Come in!
Jesus!
I wish this was your fake!
I've told you guys, man!
I've told you over and over and over, man!
Don't make fun of my granny!
My granny was a pious woman.
Do you understand me?
And for you people to besmirch her memory, I'm telling you, man.
You assholes are lucky you're not in front of me, man.
I'm not kidding around, man.
You're lucky you're not in front of me right now.
I would shove my boots so far up your goddamn ass, you'd be shitting leather for the next 10 years of your goddamn life, boy.
I'd stomp a mud hole in your ass, kick it dry, and then give you a dirty yellow bubbly piss there so you can look back with a yellow smile there, you psychotrope terrorist.
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You're pissing me off, each and every one of you, man.
You're pissing me off.
Do you understand me?
You're pissing me off.
You're pissing me off.
You're really pissing me off, man.
I'm not even joking around, man.
You guys are freaking pissing me off.
Give me the freaking guys are really pissing me off, man.
I'm not even joking around.
Anyway, folks, if you're just tuning in, you don't know what the hell's going on.
This is the Saturday Night Troll Show, folks.
You're listening to radio goddamn graffiti.
All right, this is the part of the broadcast where the spectators become a part of the spectacle.
All you've got to do is give me a call right now at 516-453-9903.
And when I call on your area code, you've got exactly three to four seconds to say whatever it is that's on your goddamn mind.
That's why we call this radio graffiti.
And unfortunately, folks, the lines are booked.
We got over 110 people on hold right now.
We got a lot of people that want to call into the Saturday night, Saturday night, Saturday night troll show.
And by the way, folks, we have Saturday Night Troll Show merch.
Go ahead and take a look, look, a loke.
Take a look at the first tweet on my Twitter account.
And of course, the Twitter account is PoliticsGhost.
All one word, no underscores, Politics Ghost.
We've got the Saturday Night Troll Show merch, baby.
You know, this is episode number nine.
That means we have had nine, baby.
Nine Saturday night, Saturday night, Saturday night troll shows.
And I'm feeling pretty good about it, to say the least.
All right?
I'm feeling pretty good about it, man.
And look at the lines, man.
I mean, they're just completely filled.
The lines are filled with freaking people.
Jesus Christ.
Anyway, let's get back to Radio Graffiti.
How about 845, Radio Graffiti?
Hey, Harry.
Hey, wait, wait a minute.
Hey, wait a minute.
Broad again.
Call back.
I got Asho.
I don't know about Raid and Snake, but I got Asho on the horn.
And listen, Broad, get a better phone, okay?
352, Radio Graffiti.
action capitalists radio graffiti I don't understand what the hell that was about.
You're trying to make fun of my wife, you son of a bitch?
Is that what you're trying to do?
713, Radio Graffiti.
Yo, what's up, girls?
Is that me?
That's you.
Hey, it's your pet Mexican, man.
What's going on, Como Star?
Hey, what's going on?
It's the Pet Mexican.
Arima!
Anyway, once again, I want to thank for the dog that your friend lost because it ate roach medicine, man, or roach, you know, roach poison or whatever the case is, man.
My apologies once again.
I hope everything's okay now.
I know that time is the ultimate healer.
How are you doing this weekend, Mexican?
Yeah, I'm pretty good.
Hey, I got my friend over there.
He's listening to he wants to talk to you, man.
You want me to give him my phone or you want to pick him up?
Is he on hold right now?
Yeah, he's on hold.
He's 713 as well.
713, let me go ahead and see if I can find him here on the switchboard here.
Is he on hold right now?
Yeah, he's on hold.
All right, well, let me see if I can.
We got over 110 people on the switchboard.
Let me see how I can find him here.
You know what?
I'll give him my phone.
You talk to him.
Don't worry about it.
I don't want to make you card.
All right, Ben.
Here you go.
Talk to him, man.
Hurry up, man.
Hey, how are you doing, Ghostman?
Hey, what's going on, man?
Good to hear from you.
How are you doing on this Saturday night, man?
What y'all up to?
Not much, man.
We're just chilling in the garage, you know, drinking.
Oh, yeah, what y'all drinking on?
We're just drinking regular beer, but we're going to stuff with today.
We've got to head back home already.
Oh, that's cool, man.
Sounds like a kickback Saturday night.
Yeah.
So, hey, what's the plans after y'all going to hit up the club?
You can hit up a lounge?
No, man.
We've been out all day since this morning.
We're just going to head home, you know, call it a night.
Oh, yeah, did y'all find any Rukas or Heinas?
No, we had a Miller Light.
That's all we had.
That has some Mikkel up, too, man.
Got to be.
Oh, man.
Weekends were made for Mikalobe.
So, hey, man, no women, no hyenas, no Rukas, no, nothing like that.
No, I was just a guy's night out.
We've been friends since high school.
We haven't seen each other in over almost 10 years.
Oh, well, that's cool, man.
It's good to see that you guys are reacquainting, kicking back, chilling.
So that's cool, man.
Hey, y'all want to give a shout-out to anybody out there in internet land?
Just to you and Engineer and your Mrs. Ghost and the Capitol of Starman listening in.
Hey, man, thank you.
And tell the pet Mexican, thank him as well.
He's now become a character on the show.
Ordele, Arato.
See y'all later, homies.
Cubo.
Ordele, man.
I told you I'm a little cultured out here, baby.
I'm from Texas.
I'm cultured, baby.
I know what I'm talking about.
Anyway, good to hear from you.
How about anonymous radio graffiti?
Raiden snake, radio graffiti.
What was it, like in 2010 when I said I can't believe I say stuff like this.
I remember saying, Without further interruption, let's celebrate and suck some dick.
Oh, my God.
Oh, jeez.
You sick son of a sick freaking permit.
Man, what is it with you and you sick-ass perverts with the perverted ass splices?
I mean, seriously.
What is wrong with you people?
What exactly is your major malfunction, you stupid, dumb, anal object aficionados?
Can you explain that to me, you transsexual turd burglars?
Can you explain that to me, you pickled prick turkey kick phallic fluffers?
Can you explain that to me?
Good God.
Give me the mic.
Why are you sick-ass...
Why are y'all perverted?
Why are you all sick ass perverted people?
I don't get it.
I don't get it.
I don't want to get it.
I don't get it.
I don't want to get it.
And that's all there is to it.
Let's move on with radio graffiti.
Jesus Christ, man.
How about 647 Radio Graffiti?
How many remixes are there, man?
Seriously.
How many remixes are there?
Jesus Christ.
The 267 radio graffiti.
Amiya, the trap, radio graffiti.
Just make sure they get to Thomas Alban High School in time.
Oh, and if the targets get antsy, you just read them one of Mass Pony's stories.
It usually calms them down.
Don't worry, you sweet donkey assy or not get him near the kippy.
All right, I'll be on my way now.
Hey, Tigger, you got that, Jenkum?
Yo, that you buddy boy.
Don't tell Pooh Babam, but I had to ferment it in one of his honeypots.
Mass Pony's diaper novels?
Really?
Two hours later.
Finally, a green light.
Hey!
Yo, shut up, bad one.
Fuck this.
Boo, what a nice little squirrel.
Why are you stopping, you bitch?
It's just a fucking squirrel.
Oh, well, if it isn't the short bus, what a nice little group of tars payways.
Are you like that, you substitute?
Yeah, nobody comes in front of me and gets away with it.
Oh, shit, it's Douglas.
Jesus Christ, what the hell just happened?
My wife.
Don't be sad, Joe.
I got a trap in the team.
What did you just say to me?
No, no, Isn't that that trap that you lent the shortmouth to this morning?
Raven had gone somewhere on the name.
Oh, Tigger, that's just what we like to call a female driver.
You know, first and foremost, whoever the hell Tamiya the trap is, you sick tranny, every time you do a goddamn freaking splice, why is it that you have to rape me?
I mean, can you explain that to me?
Can somebody explain it?
Why exactly does this trans-testicle who is sitting here doing these splices and doing these goddamn, why exactly, every time, every goddamn time, does this trans-testicle have to, you know, have me raped?
Can somebody explain that to me?
If I were a woman, you'd be thrown in jail.
You know that?
If I were a woman, you'd be thrown in jail.
But because I'm a man and you're a trans-testicle, it's just a joke, right?
Oh, oh, that's political correctness for you, isn't it?
Oh, that's just great.
Good God.
705 Raider Graffiti.
Man, look, I can't even understand with you.
You're stupid, dumb phone.
Look, if you got a shitty phone, don't call me.
All right?
If your phone sucks, don't call me.
Anonymous radio graffiti.
Afro Circus, Okay, we got it.
Afro Circus.
We got it.
Shut up.
Anonymous radio graffiti.
Danny Jack, Radio Graviti, turn that down, please.
Jesus Christ, you guys are really, you need some freaking work on doing this radio graffiti thing, man.
I mean, why don't you do some practice on your audio levels and see?
You know, I'm not teaching you idiots how to do this, for Christ's sake.
How about 559, Radio Graffiti?
Oh, great.
Another Helen Keller deaf mute, for heaven's sake.
I mean, I mean, why call if you're not going to say shit?
352, radio graffiti.
Hi, Ghost.
This is Raiden Gecko here.
Did you know you can save a lot of money on your car insurance by switching to Goyamco?
Did you say Goyamco?
Is that what you just said to me?
Did you just say Goy?
Cameron.
Cameron!
anti-Semitic pressure.
You're going to get me yanked off the air.
You're going to get me yanked off the air.
Well, you know, you idiots don't give a crap, though.
You don't care.
You don't care.
You don't give a crap, man.
Give me the damn mic.
Give me the mic.
Give me the mic, man.
Give me the goddamn mic.
Give Me The Damn Mic00:03:12
Jesus Christ.
We got a little over 16 minutes left, okay?
Thank God.
I mean, what a horrible Saturday night troll show, man.
But of course, that's what you guys are good at.
You love doing that, huh?
Oh, yeah.
You like making people's lives miserable.
Oh, yeah.
Shove it up, your ass.
503, radio graffiti.
Hey, ghost, it's Edgar.
I'm calling from the moon.
April 4th.
Oh, my God.
You know what, old man?
I mean, did somebody leave out the phone at the home?
What the hell was that?
Hey, old man, you're a little bit too old to be listening to this broadcast, all right?
You're going to mess around, have a seizure, a heart attack, or a stroke, or something listening to this broadcast.
All right?
Why don't you go watch the late show, pops, all right?
Why don't you go watch some old episodes of Golden Girls or Matt Lock or something?
Sip on some Ovalteen and gum on some goddamn biscuits or something.
Jesus Christ, man.
360, radio graffiti.
Okay, another Helen Keller deaf mute.
Jesus Christ.
352, radio graffiti.
Get over these goddamn cupcakes, for Christ's sake, man.
I'm telling you, these damn cupcakes are like crap, man.
Oh, shit.
Oh, Christ!
Oh, Christ, no!
Get away!
Get away, Amar!
I don't want to hear any cupcake jokes either, right?
I mean, give me a break.
You know, some broad across the street over there who lives by herself, obviously a divorcee, sees me outside doing yard work, smoking a cigar every now and then, and she thought that it would be nice if she'd give me some cupcakes that she baked for whoever the hell she was having over there for Easter, all right?
It was platonic.
Stop reading in more to it than it is there, ass cracks.
I'm not gonna have an affair.
Shut up.
Jesus, you people are stupid.
Anonymous radio graffiti.
We've got pylons radio graffiti.
We've got area code 909.
You're on the horn.
I'm a temple list, and I deserve the respect.
I don't know.
You sound like a midget, and they can't hear you anyway.
You know what I'm saying?
Jesus Christ, what do we got?
Midgets call it up now for Christ's sake.
You know what I'm saying?
Didn't you hear this?
We got some Kid Rock Midget or something, you know, Peter.
Jesus Christ.
Just shut up.
All right.
I know what you did there.
Just shut your mouth.
Stupid asshole.
Anonymous radio graffiti.
radio graffiti.
Man, that's not that's not even funny, asshole.
What a bunch of racist pricks you are.
I'm not even joking around.
347 radio graffiti.
Hey, Ghost, the CEO of United is from San Antonio.
So you're all right.
Austin Prostitute Poverty00:03:09
San Antonio really does suck.
Well, no kidding.
It's horrible.
This town is freaking hell.
The only reason I live out here is because it's dirt cheap, man.
I'm serious.
You could be worth about, man.
Let's say you could literally have like $500,000 in your bank account and you're living like a millionaire out here.
I'm not even joking around.
I'm not kidding.
If you've got $500,000 in your bank account, you're literally a multi-millionaire in this shithole city called San Antonio.
I'm not even joking.
It's that impoverished out here.
All right?
I mean, the dollar goes a long, long way out here.
Now, with that being said, though, women, good-looking women, are scarce in this town.
All right?
I'm going to be completely honest with you.
Most women, they have either shitted out about four or five kids already before they're even 25, or they're so gigantuan and fat because of the beet and cheese they've been eating all damn day that they just look completely, unbelievably, disproportionately fat.
So what happens is, and you can take a look at this for yourself, okay?
The women in the prostitution underworld black market, okay?
You compare Austin, Texas, okay, which is supposed to be, what is it, 75% median income compared to San Antonio's, what, 25,000 median income, you would think that it would be a lot cheaper, given the fact that there's not that much money out here based on the median income.
It would be cheaper to get a prostitute here in San Hambonio than it is in Austin.
But no, because I don't know if y'all ever been to Austin, man.
There are every kind of woman that is like any kind of attractive woman that in whatever race, nationality, shape, size, color, they're just walking around out there all over the place.
I mean, there's a lot of beautiful people in Austin.
Now, whether they're brilliant, smart, deep, that's a whole other question.
But there's just a plethora of opportunity to score women in Austin.
Now, what the prostitutes in Austin do, you could take a look on Backpage if you do not believe me, okay?
You take a look at Austin's prostitutes, all right?
They give a cheaper price when they're in Austin than they do when they come down and rent a hotel room here in San Antonio, okay?
What happens is the price of Poontang goes up 100 bucks once you go down south 90 minutes to San Antonio.
I'm not joking around.
I mean, in Austin, Texas, the same prostitute in Austin, Texas that'll cost you $150 ain't gonna cost you $250 to $300 in San Antonio.
That's how scarce women are out here, and I feel sorry for males in this town.
I mean, they literally have to just put up with the fat, the absolute fatness that women represent in this town.
And I'm talking fat, man.
I'm not talking like some chubby, you know, she, you know, she's just a little thick, a sign of a good life.
I'm talking disgusting fat.
And how do you know you're fat?
If you can't see your penis, you've got diabetes.
Diabetes and Disgusting Fat00:03:16
All right?
If you can't see your penis, you've got diabetes.
Anyway, and no, I'm not trying to pick up San Antonio Hooker's asshole, all right?
I'm a capitalist, and I like to look at markets and observe them, okay?
That's what makes me such a good capitalist, all right?
I like to know that the price of Poon goes up 100 bucks, and I like to know why, all right?
Unlike you, pricks, you just pay the price like a bunch of impotent jerks.
Anyway, we got anonymous radio graffiti.
Circus Afro, circus, afro, circus, afro.
Okay, great.
Afro circus, for Christ's sake.
What do y'all serve?
Bean pies as goddamn refreshments or something?
Jesus Christ, anonymous radio graffiti.
Hey, what's up, everybody?
It's pretty cool.
Hey, what's up?
Yeah, okay, great.
We can't, like, we care.
Anonymous radio graffiti.
Oh, my.
I think I made a mess.
Would you care to care to look it up?
How's it taste?
I had some Taco Bell today.
You know, I'm not even going to continue with that.
You people are sick.
You people are sick, and you should be ashamed of yourselves, but of course, you have no shame.
And I think people with no shame, with all due respect, should be severely beaten.
I'm not even messing around.
I mean, you beat the shame into them.
I'm not kidding.
I'm not kidding.
352 radio graffiti.
Oh, yeah.
Mr. Krabs! Mr. Krabs!
What the hell?
What the hell was that supposed to mean, man?
425, Radio Graffiti.
Hey there, ghost.
I have two questions for you.
Yeah, go ahead.
How did you coin the phrase Obama phone?
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Because he gave out free phones when he was president.
Y'all remember that?
He gave America anybody who applied that had welfare a free goddamn phone.
Oh, sorry, I wasn't paying attention to politics at the time.
Well, of course you weren't because you were probably freaking waxing your carrot to a cartoon.
Shut Up With Stupid Ads00:08:06
Shut up and get out of here.
Who asked you?
Anonymous radio graffiti.
Reid and Snake's girlfriend, radio graffiti.
My name's Annie.
I'm a fashion student from Essex.
I'm 18, and I still suck a dummy.
I suck a dummy every day, most of the day.
I've always sucked my dummy.
I've kind of never really given up ever since I was a baby.
Oh, it's like relaxing.
It's so nice.
You are shallow.
We're walking down the street.
I just can't get enough.
If I'm out like this in a shop and I fancy a suck, basically I just have a look around, pretend to try on a couple of things.
I'm kind of hitting all my dummy.
Say I'm out shopping.
If I see a baby and she's that all snuggle, that all loving of pram, she's got a dummy or nothing.
Oh, jealous.
It's like a comfort kind of thing.
You know, like for a smoker, they need a cigarette.
I feel like I need my dummy.
My mom tried to stop me.
All right, we've had enough of this.
This is just disgusting.
And look, you people on Twitter that are some asshole just tweeted a flying squirrel coming at me.
That's not funny, asshole, all right?
Stop tweeting.
Look on Twitter right now.
Look!
Look!
They tweeted a flying squirrel at me like it's a freaking joke.
Man, you know what?
I'm glad there's only six minutes left on this Saturday Night Troll Show, episode nine.
I'm glad that we've only got six minutes left.
I'm glad.
I am so glad.
Look on Twitter.
They're tweeting at me, freaking flying squirrel.
Just forget it, for Christ's sake.
I don't even know why I try sometimes.
971, radio graffiti.
Hey, Go.
So you're saying that Madonna is a transsexual?
And also.
Okay, great.
I don't really care.
Madonna's a transsexual.
I don't really give a crap.
All right?
She sucks.
All right?
And she's ugly.
Have you seen her lately?
This is a woman who's over 50 who's still trying to think that she can get 20-year-old schlongs.
All right?
I mean, you understand that Madonna is like grandma.
Do you want to stick your tongue down grandma's throat?
I don't think so.
It's gross.
7-0-5, Radio Graffiti.
All right, you got a cheap-ass Obama phone once again.
Anonymous, radio graffiti.
The duck, I thought licking your balls fixes the time card.
You don't intend to argue, Marty.
He's coming right now.
Now get down on your knees.
All right, if you shot, shut up.
We've heard that one before.
Just shut your stupid face.
Jesus Christ.
352, radio graffiti.
Radio graffiti.
Ray Vaughn.
Don't you even play about the great Stevie Ray Vaughn, you sack of crap.
You see, that's what makes me sick.
You know, you've got these dumb, stupid, insignificant piles of human protoplasm that should be taken out by social Darwinism, running amok on the world, and yet brilliant geniuses like Stevie Rayvon are taken from us.
That's messed up, God.
That's really messed up.
Anonymous radio graffiti.
Extra.
Not you, you idiot.
How about 352 radio graffiti?
This is Sparta radio graffiti.
Anyway, let's get to huffing freaking paint right now!
I'm not promoting that.
I'm not promoting that whatsoever, you sacks of crap.
And you know what?
Let's bring distilling.
How do you feel about what you have done distilling?
I could not be proud of.
But I've got a message for Ash Hole.
Just get your shit together.
Just let it be.
All right.
I'm going to have some paint now because you pissed me off.
Look, no, I'm not promoting it.
Shut up, Distilling.
Shut up.
Shut your mouth.
See, the pain.
Ah!
Damn it!
Jesus Christ, man!
What's up with this huffing paint crap?
This huffing paint!
Huffin' paint!
Huffin paint!
You people are acting like third world freaking vagrants!
Give me the freaking man.
Give me a freaking paint!
Good God, what a horrible Saturday Night Troll show this has turned out to freaking bait.
I say the least.
All right, look, we got two minutes left in this broadcast.
I'm taking a couple more callers, and I am out of here.
I am out.
I'm out of here.
Okay?
And we're at the final part of the document.
I'm glad.
You know, I'm glad the Saturday Night Troll Show is just about.
I'm not even joking, man.
I don't even know why I started doing this show.
I'm not even joking.
Anonymous Radio Graffiti.
Yeah, okay, great.
Afro Circus.
We get it.
All right, you're selling bean pies out there.
We get it.
All right, I'm sure you're selling grape soda out there.
We get it.
352, radio graffiti.
If you've been involved in a car accident, don't wait.
Call Morgan & Morgan for the people.
We plan to...
Look, shut up with the stupid ads, please.
All right, just shut your stupid face.
Jesus Christ.
Anonymous radio graffiti.
That pylon's radio graffiti.
I mean, God, can you please, please, you're dead.
You know, I'm glad.
Raiden Snake is dead.
I'm glad you're dead.
I'm lonely.
Shut up about Raiden Snake?
God damn it, shut up about Raiden Snake.
No, I'm taking one more in that sit.
Just shut up.
Leave him alone.
And Raiden Snake, if you're out there, man, come back, man.