sinicalypse is actually a junkie who died in a freak heroin overdose on the chicago L back in 2004. what happened was that we, an anonymous consortium of his fans, got together and started up a tribute account if only to preserve the punchline that was his naive dreams of stardom so that future generations might not miss out on the lulz that were had in the 2000s.
it's called a punchline because he stood in line.... and got punched. as the legend says, sometimes when people threatened to "beat his ass" he would proceed to punch himself in the face and then glare at them and go "now what?" and they'd usually cease and desist shortly thereafter. and this motherfucker thought he could rap? comeon, rap is a medium for WINNERS like my guy here

woof woof.
so don't tell anyone? it's like our little secret.... and you know, they don't call me uncle fun for no reason.
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