Sabu Unmasked

@anonymousSabu d0x’d

My crack team of journalists and h@x0rs have done the unthinkable, the unknowable, we have in fact exposed Sir Sabu the great and I am putting this shit on blast for the world to see.

With the use of sophisticated tools such as kazaa, limewire (I know its dead, ive been at this a while) and some of the most 1337 googlin ever witnessed by a human being, I have uncovered what HAS to be the most exhaustive d0x ever attempted.

Assbergers? Nah brah, He’s Goin Full Retard: An aim session with Sabu

TFI – I guess you heard, eh. Tope got snatched up and he is giving exclusive interviews to Old Brutus.

SABU – I read that. Dont h8 man, They are institutions. You butthurt brah?

TFI – Ya, A little.

SABU – I hear they got a form for that shit, you should check it out.

Lulz Hate and Huh? A peek in the TFI mailbag

Tuesday, July 26, 2011   Nick   1 Comment

As of late, our mail flow has seen a significant increase. Some complimentary and lavishing us with praise, some telling me how they had read our blog posts and find them very interesting and if I would just follow a link and download the keylogger 9000 I can claim my portion of the Ethiopian holdings of an exiled widow. Others, (my personal favorite) wishing a herd of syphilitic camels would camp on our collective faces while  performing an act referred to as “facial decking”

Mantra vs Marlboro’s : Will Topiary stay true to the cause?

With Topiary building callouses on his puckered starfish, Kayla trying to appear to be jet setting all over Europe, and Tflow interviewing backup dancers for his latest performance of “I’m not anonymous and neither is anyone else” All we are left with is the hundreds of anon-lemmings, and the pitiful attempts to say that the little Scottish kid that got grabbed up isn’t Tope.

Brace for Extreme Faggotry: and other J35t3r-fications

Imagine my surprise when I am casually loafing in a little pad among a few like minded individuals when a certain someone ( far be it from me to call anyone out here) who’s name rhymes with Kilgore Fucking Trout announces to god, country and all of Twitter where we are and in a hot second we are flooded with bat shit crazy conspiracy theorists.

Journalists, Cops, Infidels and Clowns: Fix this shit

From the dimly lit smoke filled room that is my office Im looking over my notes for the week and pacing in a Louis Black kind of froth. The calming sounds of Disturbed, Godsmack and Alice in Chains in the distance, Im so fucking charged I could mix paint. What. The. Hell. Talking through my teeth (yes I have more than one) chasing spoons full of instant coffee with a monster and reminding myself that however useless they are, killing the extra chromosome crowd is still frowned upon by this mongoloid society.

Next Up: Anons, Germ Warfare and The Plot to Free a Swank Garden Hedge

There has been a disturbing dissapearance of pets in major metropolitan cities. Several sources report that there are crying children everywhere at the loss of their beloved companions.