UPDATE- The Asylum: Tough Decisions Ahead Soon!

Gentle and not so gentle men and women,

I urge you to watch the video I have made for this occasion.
I need to make decisions very soon now but I also want you to be included in this process.

For clarification:
the website Sternenschmiede.com doesn’t exist yet. It only exists as a name which I registered two months ago. But it really needs to be built.
So whenever I talk about transferring the site onto this blog I am talking about transferring the name/changing the name.
Now the name is unfuckuhome.wordpress.com – after the name change it will be sternenschmiede.com
There’s no content transfer since I will create that content as soon the name change has been made.

26 thoughts on “UPDATE- The Asylum: Tough Decisions Ahead Soon!

    1. Unfuck U

      Would you kindly wish me luck AFTER we’ve made up our minds on how to proceed here?
      As I stated a couple of times I really need your input here for the only thing that comes to my mind is to
      * change the name from unfuckuhome.wordpress.com to sternenschmiede.com
      * delete the former blog
      * create content for the Sternenschmiede

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      1. Johno

        Unfuck, what Deathray said, but don’t ever let on that I agreed with him. I mean, fancy asking my opinion! If it hasn’t got dancing redheads doing a *live* striptease for every potential knife-buyer, then it’s beyond my ken. Oh all right then, make them at least put down a deposit on a knife before the strip show, but I’m telling you this, the carpet better match the drapes if you want the rest of my money!

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  1. Deathray

    Well my two cents if I understand what you’re saying exactly is, changing the name and then using it as a new site for your business. If this is what you’re saying you have my support.
    It would certainly change the way we goff around on this one, and we’ll all have to clean up our act, but I’ll behave to the best of my abilities and I think that I can say that all your friends here will do the same.
    We want you to succeed in your new endeavors.

    If I’m not following exactly what you’re talking about, please by all means let me know.
    I want to help you to answer your question and am grateful for that opportunity.

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    1. Johno

      I don’t wish to step away from Unfuck’s quest, I answered you in his previous thread but Wordpiss reset it up the ladder a bit. Unfuck, Riccardo Bosi is the former regimental OC of SASR (as a lieutenant colonel) and founded the Australia One Party. So, as you’d expect, a hard man and hard talker, he thinks that current pollies need their necks stretched. A fine plan that you’d agree with, I think. Trouble is, it scares the normies who aren’t used to hearing the truth spoken out loud by a person of authority, (ffs, some of the looks I cop when educating others. Some people can’t recognise it when the truth walks up and slaps them in the face. Some are angry they were lied to by the system, but others are confused, some are angry at you for opening their eyes to what a scary world they really live in), so the system will deride all he says, make him out to be yet another kooky, to-be-pitied PTSD sufferer.

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  2. Johno

    Herr Unfuck, somewhere in the meta-data of your new website, you really should include a section devoted to a cultural forum for site-users. You previously agreed that a list of books and movies suggested by Asylum inmates was a great idea, one waylaid by time and human events. I reckon that such a feature, consisting of title, and a short review (and possibly a URL to buy the item, one that could earn you an affiliate marketing commission!) will eventually pull in like-minded visitors, ones who may not otherwise have been attracted a blade/unfucking place. These visitors will increase your site-ranking with SEO facilitie’s spider-bot’s legs picking more and more search-friendly words and phrases from your site could possibly currently exist. Affiliate marketing is nothing to snub your nose at, commissions on sales can be a one-off, but more likey will be a trickle, through cookies, that will be a big deal in the end. Please don’t just think Amazon, Jeff Bezos’ octopuss can make you money, but is not a be-all that many think, not many will buy a fridge or a car. After all, if your site visitors can buy an item through your site, without it costing them a pfennig extra, but actually save them money and secure them a hard to source item, they’ll show you some love, and why not? Now, to this end, I think it hugely important that you keep full control of any ad-space you may choose to run, don’t get tied into an ad programme that you’ll later regret. If you want more help, no worries, but it’ll be worth every cent (0) I’m charging!

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    1. Unfuck U

      Wow!
      That’s a lot to digest here!
      Thanks for all your infos and suggestions!
      Much of what you wrote are things I know they exist but never cared much for, and I don’t really know much about them as well.
      But it seems there’s no way around that stuff if I want things to run smoothly.
      As my wife told me the other day:
      “Not inly do you have to be an excellent craftsman but also a good salesman!”
      I admit I didn’t care enough about the second role I have to play as well.

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  3. Johno

    Unfuck, I left you some ideas, but must have entered a wrong letter in my name or address, because I’m quite vision-impaired, NEARLY FUCKING BLIND, for Heckle & Jeckle. So, it really was from me. When I can wheel to the library, I’ll try accessing my email, for a change, to see if you need any further info.

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      1. Johno

        Fat thumb, small phone. Probably a good thing that I don’t perform surgery ,or do mine defusing. You’d want them for knife metal! Why don’t you go for a stroll with a metal detector? You’d pick up heaps of steel bomb and shell bodies to turn into blades, get Frau Unfuck to lift your life insurance first. Hey, if you get blown up, your knives will increase in value.

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  4. Deathray

    Every day that goes by I’m further convinced that Johno is under the influence of some very powerful drugs.
    I mean, it is almost impossible to figure out what he’s saying.
    Does anyone else here even see that he doesn’t know who he’s even responding to.
    I don’t know, maybe he is that blind.
    Maybe his phone is as small as his prick.
    I’m thinking he stole the keys to the drug cabinet and is dropping pills like crazy.

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    1. Johno

      I don’t need no steenking pills to be crazy! You, you dropkick, enquired about Riccardo Bosi. No wonder your bitch is savage, you’ve been reading to her about Hillary of the Borg. As for Unfuck, if I can help monetise his website by dragging him kicking and screaming to a point where it at least partly supports his grog habit, then no worries. You’ll play a part, Deathray, by acting as the hone for miss Sandy to strop Ka-bar knives to a high finish. You’d better hope she has a steady hand. Hmm, I wonder if Bosi is in the market for a custom SAS dagger?

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      1. Deathray

        Sandy!!!!
        Where is Sandy?
        When she finally realized that after talking about her preferred position while in the sac and you were having wet dream fantasies about her, she ran for the hills.
        As for your ability to monetize Un’s site, you’d be better off selling time shares to the new interment camps being built on that penal colony that you call home.

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  5. Johno

    Deathray, I make plenty of mistakes myself, but ‘interment camps’? That will be pretty tough, burying people alive? Why don’t you get yourself one of those Webster dictionaries that you and CederqX are so fond of. Speaking of, I note that he has slipped into the OED manner of English spellings lately. Well, good on him, it’s about time. Maybe now Herr Unfuck will pick up some good habits too. I think poor Sandy got scared off by all your talk of trapping beaver, skinning beaver, cooking beaver et cetera!

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    1. Deathray

      Now that winter has come here to the remote wilderness, and being there’s nothing like a movie theater or bowling alley, we lack things to do. So one of the local rituals is to meet and tell stories or read poems…. you get the idea. So there’s judges that pick the weekly winner. I have won the last three weeks and I’m tied for the all time winner. I’ve been just reading what you post and I call it the ranting of a madman or maybe a lunatic.
      Tomorrow night I hope to become the all time champion and regardless of the outcome, I’ll make sure everyone knows that I’m just quoting some foreign guy off the internet. Man, you she see the looks I’ve been getting the last few weeks when I go to town for my mail and groceries. I’m sure there will be a huge sigh of relief when I reveal that the person saying that isn’t me and actually lives on a different continent. Oh yeah, so far I’ve been awarded 3 12 oz. cups of coffee from the local convenience store. Hopefully I get the grand prize which is a 20 oz plastic travel mug full of hot chocolate.

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      1. Johno

        So, Deathray, you’re plagiarising Biden the plagiariser? You’re living vicariously through my jottings, plundering prizes that belong to me. Gropey Joe would be so proud, Hunter and Deathray, twins parted at birth. Where’s your pal, come down with a touch of endometriosis again? Probably caupht it from Hillary, or Chelsea! Take a lesson from Leonard’s creation, find out how to post a pic of your bitch dog. Just crop the shot to keep yer dog’s private life private. If it is safe to wash her, than do so. Maybe do the same for the Sasquatch, be fair. BTW, who is ‘we’! You, the bint and bitch and meth freaks?

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  6. Johno

    Attention Unfuck! Poor miss Sandy got scared off by Deathray’s stories of naked blood sacrifices and skinning beaver at midnight. Please tell her that it is black as the inside of a nigger’s bum for a few months of winter at Deathray’s place at Bumfuck North, Alaska (somewhere north of the last tree, near the tundra, it keeps moving depending on the ice buildup and the Esquimeaux fishing) just south of Russia. The beaver skinning is to a big rodent that fells trees, nothing at all to do with or to Hillary Clinton. So tell Sandy to put the Ka-bar away, for now anyway. Gawd, no wonder his bitch dog is so fierce that she chews a whole leg off of a moose, caribou and elk – live, as they try to escape. Russian fishermen scare their kids with tales of Deathray of the North and his she-wolf. She is the only bulwark against Putin walking across a frozen Bering Strait this winter, that, and he’d have to accept the Yanks’ surrender from President Poopy-pants himself, and you never know if he has been fiddling with the hem of his Depends nappy!

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  7. Deathray

    Johno, maybe your rantings will get the night off after all.
    Great Scott, I just saw a 2 minute video of one of your bulldyke senators named Lambie.
    There is no doubt in my mind that the creators of the Muppets used her when they came up with Miss Piggy.
    I’m thinking about just playing that short clip of her instead of reading a weeks worth of your scribbling.
    I mean if I lived in oz, I’d have a picture of her blown up with her in that awful pink outfit and made into a yard sign with another one of me pointing at her and saying ” hey yo, pig face”. I went to watch it again and the dog wasn’t having it. Kind got the same reaction as some of Phil’s music.
    Seriously, if you can watch it. I can see that with a apple stuffed in her pie hole roasting on a spit.

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    1. Johno

      Deathray, that Jacqui Lambie moll will be thrilled that you and Cederq want to ‘do’ her as a ‘spit roast’. Now, I’m broad-minded, but damn, that is some sick shit. You two make sure to swap ends each hundred strokes! That bitch got in as an independent from Tasmania (remember ‘Tas’ with Bugs Bunny?), but it became obvious to me that she was controlled opposition.

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      1. Deathray

        Boy Howdy on that.
        Oh yeah, and if you’re half the rebel you claim to be, well you’re on the top of her hate list.
        I’d wear that as a badge of honor myself.

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  8. Johno

    Deathray, what is your ‘rebel you claim to be’ guff about? I’m just a medically-retired cripple, living a shit life, wracked with pain, physically and financially unable to fight the agents of the PTB. That it were otherwise could be my wont. I want to be strong enough to hunt, even though in pain*. I want to legally hunt with a gun, to compete on a target range with my friends, but that is denied me, so I don’t know who this rebel bloke is. *much like work, you have to be able to “walk your way through” chronic acute pain. To expend effort otherwise, even thinking of it, is wasting opportunities that arise for snap shots, or to stumble upon a sleeping boar, who’ll pop his choppers angrily at being awakened from his slumber (as we all do). Don’t you and CederqX forget the bacon-flavouring with Jacqui.

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    1. D

      Hey I was being nice and and least trying to let you be a rebel in your own mind.
      But I guess I forgot about who’s mind I was thinking about.
      Won’t make the mistake again.

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      1. Johno

        If you’re interested in character studies and psychological drama, the mid-sixties novel, and ’71 movie, Wake In Fright by Kenneth Cook is well worth seeking out. His colleation of short stories, Ken the Killer Koala, is a hoot. It should be appreciated even by a serpent-phobic backwoods mountain man like you, Deathray, or D.

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  9. Deathray

    As for killing pigs, l used to hunt them on peanut plantations in Georgia.
    There were 2 guys that would go out at night in a pickup truck and park in a field about 40 yards from a low spot that was left wild for water runoff. Almost making it like 2 fields. You follow me?
    Ok, the pigs would come out of the woods and move through the higher brush of the ditch to then access the field. Now, Johno, its winter time so no crops growing, and its nighttime. The field is harvested but you see some peanuts were missed and plowed under. The pigs ( sometimes a few and sometimes a few dozen) would come out at night to root around for the missed peanuts. They make lots of noise so even though its dark they knew they were there. So one guy rolls down the window and has a handheld spotlight with a colored lens and as he’s putting it on the hogs the other guy gets out with a rifle and from over the hood of the truck takes a pig. The others would run back to the woods. Those guys would just sit there and wait being quiet in the truck. The scenario would play out over and over again. And those guys got lots O pork.
    So stop being a broken down gimp and figure some way to get off the couch and get out there.

    I hurt too. Every day. Sometimes I don’t want to even wake up. But I get up drink some coffee and move around. There’s days I have a pronounced limp that even a blind man like you would notice. When I mentioned hunting and trapping, it is all limited to what my injuries allow me to do. It is mostly done using a wheeler or snow machine. I can’t ride either one much more than ten, maybe fifteen mph. Slow and steady. Means I don’t have a big selection of people who are interested in going out with me. That’s ok. There are a few. And you know what, we are successful and have a good time.

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    1. Johno

      Good on you, then, Deathray. It’s good that you’re getting something from life. My loathing of Big Brother is not matched by fear, but it would kill me if I helped Them ensnare someone, innocently offering me friendship. It’s been 3 years since my last raid, I expect them back everyday although my sniping is limited to you and CederqX. At least while they busy themselves with me, although I’m bedridden, they may overlook another person, whoever that may be. So, fuck Big Brother and their masters!

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