There’s an aspiring political photoshopper in Charleston, S.C. named Gregory Geddings. And when we say “aspiring” we’re being exceedingly polite.
He’s terrible. In fact not only is Geddings genuinely bad at his craft, but the subjects and themes of his offerings are virtually indecipherable.
“A zero talent ass clown,” our founding editor Will Folks once said of Geddings. “With my apologies to ass clowns everywhere.”
Geddings is no fan of Folks’ either.
“I really don’t care much for either Will Folks or for the cruel, ignorant brand of Libertarianism which he espouses,” he wrote recently. “The problem with the Will Folks of the world is that, not only do they not know the answers, they don’t even know the questions. To that end I have to say that, under no circumstance, could I vote for anyone who is endorsed by Will Folks.”
And so he has vented his spleen against Folks … here, here and here, for example.
Anyway … we’re not sure what’s up with Geddings’ latest offering (above) – entitled “Folks’ Stooges” – but as long as he keeps spelling our name right to his audience of dozens, we’re grateful for the attention.
Keep up the good work.
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I believe that the “zero talent ass clown” comment that you made was in reference to Colton Hodges from upstate SC but please note that I, too, am “grateful for the attention.”
The thing I like about Geddings is that he admitted to spending time in a mental institution.
Carry on with the bum fight. I like watching a good train wreck just as much as anyone.
Gosh, that was back in 1972. I was 22 at the time. A close friend of mine (a young girl from Greenville) had just committed suicide. She had a rather severe deformity and, on at least one occasion, I witnessed her being laughed at and loudly ridiculed by some more “attractive” females in her age group.
Oh hell yeah.
All kidding aside, I swear the one in the middle looks like Nikki. Look at the face. Really!
The one in the middle is Nikki. The picture came from this article Will posted 20 hours ago…
https://www.fitsnews.com/2013/10/10/nikki-haley-has-massive-cash-edge-over-vincent-sheheen/
Yeah, freak out. Kind of like a how a cat freaks out when you don’t feed it…..for one meal.
Going on four years since Folks promised his “tell all” book. Was reading an old article just today that quoted Folks as saying it should be on the stands by mid 2012. Who’s the ass clown?
Its already 2012? Who knew?
Yeah. What. WTF. No. What?
Youl’ld pitch a fit if it was promised by 2090. MEEEEHHHHHH.
Sic Willie, aka as Frank Pytel, did I hurt your feelings?
Honored :) Thank You. Impossible. HAGD :)
Not so fast. I was the one who, while Will was on “vacation” in Myrtle Beach, uploaded the template for the improved website that was forwarded to me by Karl, his internet lackey. Got a lot of flack for that.
I guess Will is going to get pissed off about this next revelation as well: I was allowed a sneak peek at his upcoming best seller. One page was forwarded to me by an unnamed source. It reads as follows:
Firmly ensconced in the back seat of the Chrysler van, Will took a long swig from the can of Pabst Blue Ribbon beer. Letting go with a loud belch, he opened the sliding door and stepped out into the cold night air. In a demonstration of his manliness, he tried, with no success, to crush the can with one hand…end on end. He couldn’t help but notice the smirk on his lovers lips. “What’s the matter, Willy Boy? Did I sap all of your precious bodily fluids,” she blurted out.
Tossing the beer can aside, Will ignored her taunts and even managed a laugh when she pulled a vibrator out of her purse and proceeded to massage the inside of her thighs with the pulsating device. “Go easy on that thing, Nikki Babe,” Willy said. “You know the batteries are running low!”
She pouted and turned to watch in amazement as Will whipped out his tired old steed and released a stream of pee-pee onto the cement in the shape of a heart. He even had enough steam to write her name below it. “You forgot to dot the i, sweetheart,” said a disappointed Nikki. “So I did,” Will interjected, “so I did.”
He then walked around and surveyed his workmanship. Looking his disappointed lover in the eye, he raised his left hand, and, leaning over, he put his index finger over his left nostril and sprayed a perfect snot ball onto the cement exactly where he meant to put it…the i had its dot.
She applauded with glee at her lover’s extraordinary effort in wooing her.
“Time for another beer,” said Will as he wiped the remnants from his upper lip with his shirt sleeve and reentered the van, reinvigorated and raring to go. “Someday, I’m gonna write a book about this,” he said. “Yup, someday…
Meh.
Even worse than meh.
Ohhhhh funny. Uhhhhh i hate twitface. Hey, you still at the bar. I think i ‘member. Up hwy 6?
You know anything ’bout twitface. Trying to figure it out? You see T is back, ehh?
Nvm. MASH is on.
ditto
Hard to focus when you’re shit-faced drunk…
Stop making excuses for your poor and, at best, middle school humor. No one is putting the bottle to your lips.
Hungover?
Two drunks left a bar and headed homewards. By mistake they found themselves on a roller coaster when one said, “You know we’re making great time, but I’m not sure we’re on the right bus!”
Accidently came across a narrative poem by this guy, who says about himself, and was immediately thinking about Sic Willie—
“Saeed Tavakkol has been writing off and on (much more off than on) for the last fifteen years. As an obscure writer, in his own words, he hasn’t “accomplished anything yet.” Last month he finally published his book, Confessions of a Writer, which he believes will be collecting dust in his bedroom for years to come.”
“can of Pabst Blue Ribbon beer”
Only pussies drink beer from a can. willie may be a douche, doubt he is a pussy
Nobody with balls says, writes or pisses Pabst Blue Ribbon. It is PBR, c’mon man
Finally if you have to add “beer”: after what you are drinking then you ain’t drinking beer.
Just to close the circle if what you drinking isn’t a long neck, then you would not be a douche, you indeeed would be a pussy
Jim,
You are absolutely correct. I should have said PBR. That’s what we called it in high school in Columbia back in the 60’s. I quit drinking completely back in 2006. I was a bad drunk. Still drying out I guess. Brain cells in reconstruct mode.
And you’re right about the douche/pussy comment as well.
How is Bud Light like having sex in the bottom of a canoe?
******
******
******
Both are f**king close to water.
*TBG will be here all week. Please tip your waitstaff.*
Thumbs up! By the way TBG, my own initials are GBG.
How many brewers does it take to change a light bulb?
About one-third less than for a regular bulb.
A guy I know sees a psychiatrist once a week to make him stop drinking — and it works! Every Tuesday between five and six he doesn’t drink!
Well,hell.That’s better than anything Fits has posted.Congrats on pushing his buttons!
Thanks!
Thanks 9″. Truthfully, however, Will is an easy target…low-hanging fruit so to speak. Unfortunately I can only designate him as a part-time nemesis as I have a bigger, more important, villain to confront: The CEO of Palmetto Goodwill here in the Lowcountry. He is truly a piece of work. I have an entirely different blog that I dedicate to this crook and his phony “charity”.
The best part of my nearly three year duel with Palmetto Goodwill is the fact that they are represented by Nexsen Pruet, one of the biggest, most powerful law firms in SC. They tried to scare me away a long time ago with no effect whatsoever. I believe it is because they realize that the CEO is, in fact, a lying douche-bag.
Yep. Can’t dis that. Same on Lexington ring. Hmm…..
OMG, it is Nikki. Belly and all.
Ohh crop. Good eye.
As someone who uses Photoshop every day, that’s janky photo trickery.
Are those pics supposed to be funny?
What do you use photoshop for?
My job.
I meant what application? Photo enhancement? Cropping?
Hey, gg. He uses twitface to do his photoshop. We work in the same office.
What do you do? Let me guess! You guys are the quality control inspectors for the local distributor of Mad Dog Wine.
Funny is good. Angry is better. Really pissed-off is the best.
Honestly, pal, I don’t wake up mornings and rack my brain trying to figure out what I can create today that will please YOU or provide YOU with your start-of-the-day chuckle.
If you know so damn much about photoshop how ’bout posting a link to your work.
Come on man, Willie has to be Curly. He’s got the hair for it.
Don’t ask me who Larry should be, though.
You’re right. I was initially going to sub him for Curly but, since Curly is the most well-known of the trio, I was afraid that, once Nikki became Moe, some folks might not get the Stooges connection.
The whole thing took less than five minutes. Not a lot of effort involved. It was sent to Will in an email as a joke. Had I known he was going to publish it I would have taken more time.
Who ever photoshopped Jesus Christ is Lord did a much better job but that silly looking dog FRANK & OAK I haven’t figured out.
Did that mutt put my pic up? Link please?
It’s after 5pm on Friday afternoon and you all are still commenting on Fits? Don’t y’all have beer to drink, or something? ….oh, wait a minute…
What makes you think the drinking hasn’t gone on all day?
Safe to say, I should consider, that any kind of pro, (pro-am) would be less inclined to be capitulative to the masses when proximate to exactitude.
Hey, Will! I posted a new spoof of you this morning. Title is “Will Folks: The Blogger Who Cried Wolf!”
See if your brain can “decipher” the meaning of this one…
http://2big2fall.wordpress.com/2013/10/12/will-folks-the-blogger-who-cried-wolf/
The dog that yelps is the one you hit.