Christmas is OVER!


FINALLY!!! Christmas Day is OVER and is DONE!!!

Now, each of you who had worked so damn hard to fake being nice and sweet and “filled with Christmas joy and cheer” can begin reverting to your regular, better-known and much-easier-to-recognize (and appreciate) asshole-ish selves.

And please, try to do it before the year is out. Seriously.

– RobFather X

Campaign 2016: Debate Moderation

When you’re damn serious about political debate moderation you don’t fuck around with hiring soft-spoken, timid and/or easily intimidated men and women to serve as debate moderators. Nah…fuck that.
You get… Samuel L. Jackson!samuel-l-jackson-debare-moderator-robz-edit

– RobFather X

Crazed Without Your Morning Coffee?

*Sigh* I realize this video clip – while seemingly misogynistic, is humor. Of course it is. Still, it gives me cause to express a few things that came to mind while watching this somewhat-funny video clip.

You see, out of the few females to whom I am related (e.g., my foster mothers, sisters, nieces and cousins) and out all of the females whom I either lived with, dated, had for fuck-buddies or the one to whom I was once married, none were morning coffee drinkers – at least they weren’t around me. That worked well for me because I am not a coffee drinker and very much abhor the odor of scented brown water cooking in the morning. Thus, I’ve never met any female (or any male, for that matter) who acted like the woman in the video; persons who for years I’ve been calling “crazy mandatory morning coffee drinking muthafuckas”. Now, as far as the early menstrual cycle days of those females so mentioned is concerned, I think this video holds a great deal of humorous truth. *chuckles*

BTW: I don’t hate people who drink coffee. However, many of them who “simply need” or who “have to have” their morning coffee each day “just to get their day started”, tend to get on my goddamn nerves with their “I gotta have my morning coffee or my day… along with that of everyone else, will be fucked if I don’t!” childish rants, behavior and attitude. Yes, I said it; and I’m not apologizing if anyone reading this article happens to take offense. Consider that I have probably held my attitude against those “crazy mandatory morning coffee drinking muthafuckas” a lot longer than some of those [who have chosen to take offense] have been drinking it! I certainly am not going to change it now.

– RobFather X


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I’m Bored As Fuck!

I’m at work monitoring yet another boring Detroit Tigers baseball game. I hate radio broadcasted baseball. In fact, I hate any radio broadcasted sports… with a passion! I always have. You see, I’m not that into sports. There are certain sports that I either need to see on TV or be physically present at the game in order for me to gain some degree of appreciation to what’s going on. I’m just glad that sports programming isn’t the only content we air at the stations where I work or I’d left this job years ago!

Fuckin' Bored (1)So as the title of this article says, I’m bored as fuck. Or am I just fuckin’ bored? Is there any significant difference between someone being bored as fuck and being fuckin’ bored? Who the fuck knows! It’s boring just to think about answering that fuckin’ question! Fuck; it was boring just typing it here! Yet strangely, it wasn’t boring when the question formed in my head. Go figure! I suppose that’s a good thing and could mean that a part of my brain isn’t [yet] affected by boredom.
Wait a minute.
That’s getting psychologically deep. Me thinking and rationalizing right now is, well…fuckin’ boring!

Fuckin' Bored (3)When I’m bored like this I don’t feel like doing shit, especially boring shit! I got plenty of rest last night but that’s because I didn’t have sex with someone. [Fuck!]  I’m not sick or recovering from any illness. Yet for some reason, I simply don’t want to do a goddamn thing. Nothing at all. Nada! I think the word that best describes me right now is lethargic. Don’t front or judge me: we’ve all been a “victim” of lethargy more times than we care to admit!

RobFather-X at workIf I had to do a medical self-diagnosis I’d say the reason for my boredom right now is being here, in the radio station, alone with no one to talk to and having to give some half-ass attention for my cues from the originating network of this boring baseball game to air my station’s spots or for me to make some public service announcement.
(NOTE: a “spot” is radio jargon for the word “ad” or “commercial”.)

Bored as I am right now I wonder who gives a flying fuck about me being bored, or in why I’m bored or in my particular degree of boredom.
Anyone? Anyone?

Bueller? Bueller? Bueller?

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A question for you, dear reader:
Are YOU bored? If you’re reading this then obviously you are bored – or perhaps you are just a boring fuck who gets off from reading about the boredom of other people who hate being bored.
Why don’t you go play with yourself? Sex is always on my mind so that particular suggestion was the best I could come up with for you to go do; that is, if Male, female masturbating (RFXP new edit)you’re bored. Although I’m alone at work, I love my job too much to ever risk someone coming into the station and seeing me (not catching me – for I’m never ashamed to masturbate in front of other people) sexually pleasuring myself. No, I’ll just wait until I get home to do that, thank you very much. However friend; you go right ahead and do it. Rub one out and shoot a good cum load or vaginal gush …for me. That way at least one of us bored muthafuckers won’t be bored; unless of course, when you play with yourself, the act of masturbating itself is, well…boring. If that’s your issue please don’t expect me to feel sorry or pity for you.

That would be…boring. 🙂

Keepin’ It…REAL!

A Trip Down the Rabbit Hole

Alice: Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?
The Cheshire Cat: That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.
Alice: I don’t much care where.
The Cheshire Cat: Then it doesn’t much matter which way you go.
Alice: …So long as I get somewhere.
The Cheshire Cat: Oh, you’re sure to do that, if only you walk long enough.
― Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland (1865)

By now, many of you have read – and enjoyed – my now-infamous blog post article, “Perhaps You Can Relate?” written almost 24 hours ago as of this posting. Click the title or click here to read it, if you must before continuing. I’ll wait… … … …

If you have already read it, then you learned a little something about the comedic humorous mind of yours truly. Of course, many of you are already familiar with my humor, which from reading past comments I’ve made on this blog, on Funnybook [Facebook] and from actually talking to me, know that making occasional use of sexual metaphors is a delight of mine.  I have a highly sexual mind and I don’t apologize for it.  Many of you have expressed very kind comments about the article – both here and on my Funnybook page. Did you know I wrote that article in like ten minutes? It just came to mind while I was chatting with someone else early yesterday! It is one of the shortest of all my blog articles (not counting the Hardline According to RobFather-X series). Anyway, I thank you for reading “Perhaps You Can Relate?” and for all the kind comments!

My blog report indicates that, as of this writing, “Perhaps You Can Relate?” received 138 views, 40 Facebook “likes”, and four 5-star ratings. I also received several favorable comments between the blog and my Facebook page. Why is this information important? Because early yesterday I received a few unfavorable comments in private messages and had lost two (2) Facebook friends – although one of them did come back as a friend– all as a result of them NOT reading the entire blog post article first!

To those of you who only read the first few lines of my blog post and were immediately repulsed or turned off by it and/or felt you could not continue reading the rest of it – even though again, you were urged to READ THE ENTIRE POST FIRST, I think have shown yourselves as having as dirty a mind as you thought my article to be. From your comments, you assumed that the article was about some very intimate conduct on my part (like masturbation). Judging by your comments, you have also shown yourselves to be a bit impatient, perhaps a little lazy (yes, I’m calling you “lazy”) in reading something that is – as you so often complain, “too long” to read. Well, any three to four paragraph article read on a tiny smart phone screen is always going to appear to be lengthy in content. Duh! But reading the first lines and jumping to conclusions before reading the entire article reveals a certain manner of reluctance on your part to just chill out, relax and see where the article’s “rabbit hole” would take you.  All I can say is, too bad for you!  You assumed my article to be “disgusting” and “inappropriate in nature” (which is odd, considering the article was written on MY blog – a place where I can write whatever the fuck I want).  Other comments stated that the reader was “not interested in learning about [my] self-pleasuring routine”.  That particular comment was very funny and almost sounds like a challenge for me to go ahead and write a blog post about the how, the when and the inspirations of my masturbatory sessions. I’ve no problem with that. It could be fun! Ha! Ha! Stand by for a blog post to cum come soon!

You know, it amazes me how some people can act or protest with such a puritanical mindset when it comes to sex yet allow their minds to go to the sexual gutter at the same time. I often wonder how that happens, especially with some so-called “very religious” people. Seems to me like an internal conflict against one’s basic human nature.  I shake my head in bewilderment.  Such readers who read only the first few lines or pages of anything, who are willing to jump to some conclusion and assume to know how something will play out or end, are one of the reasons why understanding the innocent mindset of others in this world is often difficult. And as I stated earlier, it shows a sign of laziness in reading capability.  If such readers were on an investigative team or were to participate in some trial jury and conducted themselves in this manner, I’d feel bad for the person on trial! I should pity the lazy reader but that would ruin my joy, and where’s the fun in that?

I shall continue writing and posting things on this blog (MY blog, muthafuckers!) and on Funnybook which makes me laugh – or which I think are simply outright funny at the harmless expense of others; be they profane, sacrilegious or perhaps even sexually intimate.  We are adults and sex is a natural part of life of which I am not ashamed.  Whether or not one reads my articles here or on Funnybook is not all that important, even though I will always solicit and appreciate reader support!

Again, I welcome anyone to join the ride that is my mind, my life, and my God-given humor and talent to write and share.  Ride with me – if you dare.

Keepin’ It…REAL!