Saturday, September 16, 2017

Everything Hurts and I'm Dying

Saw this online and it's right up our alley. I think FUCK YOU ALL needs to start a T-shirt line!



--Beth


You Are What You Eat

PIZZA!! Umppfammmmummmmm....



--Beth

Saturday, September 9, 2017

WHITE FLOUR!

FUYA has been thinking a lot lately about how to say FUCK YOU to shit that pisses you off. We think the best way is to do it with SARCASM.

Check out the story about these clowns who stood up to the KKK!

VNN Vanguard Nazi/KKK tried to host a hate rally in Knoxville, Tennessee,  2007

 


--Beth

SF Rocks

What can you do when people are ASSHOLES? 

The alt-right shit has been blowing up lately, since the incident in Charlottesville, Virgina went down. After watching the incredible VICE documentary on said event, I was so upset I didn't know what to do. Ugh. And I only had days to decide...  a fucking "Patriot Prayer" rally was set to happen where I live.

Luckily the "Patriot Prayer" rally planned for San Francisco went to shit when the organizers were shown that this is not the city for such an event and decided to cancel. (Yay SF!) The city even barricaded off an entire park to keep EVERYONE out when the "Patriots" decided to hold an impromptu "press conference," saying they were headed to the park to do so.  What the "Patriot press conference" found was a CLOSED park with cops at barricades at every street entrance. Made me proud of my city.



FUYA "Patriot" Rally ASSHOLES!

--Beth

Local Assholes SUCK

I recently discovered there are a lot of local ASSHOLES.

A slew of them are written about in this very well researched article.
Berkeley: Violent Trump Supporters Are Merging with the Alt-Right

Mucho thanks to the Northern California Anti-Racist Action NoCARA for doing the legwork on this one.



--Beth

Don't Be An Asshole


Bottom line is, FUCK YOU ALL stands with everyone who ISN'T AN ASSHOLE.


--Beth

Firecracker, firecracker, boom boom boom!

So I'm driving through Wyoming with my boyfriend and we see FIREWORKS signs.


Of course we stop.

We pull up to a fireworks store that's a basically a trailer, and go in.

I say, "Do you have any T-shirts?"
A sweaty, overweight, red faced, white dude behind the counter says, "Yeah, right there," and points to a shirt on the wall.
It's a T-shirt of Mt. Rushmore.


"That's going to be a collector's item soon," he declares, huffing and puffing. "Because with the way things are going, a bunch of assholes are going to take it down!"

I am confused. I wanted a Black Cat Fireworks T-shirt. Not a lecture about the state of US of A.

"What do you think of that?" he questions me accusingly. "WHOSE SIDE ARE YOU ON?"

I figure they saw our California license plates.

I walk right up to the counter. Put my hands on it. Lean towards him.

"WHOSE SIDE AM I ON? NO ONES. I'M ON MY OWN SIDE. BECAUSE I AM SICK OF THIS SHIT."

We look into each other's eyes. I step back. I walk around and look at fireworks.

The overweight, red faced dude is confused.

He comes over and talks to me about fireworks.

We buy some.

As we leave he gives me his card and tells me he lives behind the store and if we ever roll through and the store is closed, give him a call if we want to buy anything.

Now we're talkin'.

Thanks Bill from Rock Springs, Wyoming.

--Beth

"Fuck your stump on wheels" and other words of wisdom

Thanks to my friend Wendy Gadzuk for turning me on to this site...

FUCK YOUR NOGUCHI COFFEE TABLE

I don't even know what a "Noguchi Coffee Table" is... and you know what? I don't give a fuck! I can tell from this site I would fucking hate the Noguchi Coffee Table.

--Beth