On the day that guy from Friends died, a former SNL writer mocked him with a hilarious tweet.
Although the tweet got criminally low engagement, the writer is is a notable public person, with a Wikipedia page, so the tabloid media decided to write up some outrage porn on it.
The New York Post said when people complained, he said “I just thought it was funny. But I do love it when junkies die.” I clicked the link for that one.
RIP.
But the joke’s punchline is still up:
“Mic, I want to introduce you to my good friend, Floor.”
He’s doing shameless self-promotion from the media pumping him.
A man after my own heart.
I found the story on a secret gaming forum. One of the posters replied:
The writer sounds like a jew. Only a jew would make comments like that and expect to get away with it.
I found this to be an outrage. It doesn’t sound Jewish, it sounds hilarious.
He’s using his podcast name for his Twitter handle, which a horrible branding move, and the headlines were calling him “Ex-SNL Writer,” so after reading that comment and feeling disgusted, I had to go find his name: “Kevin Brennan.”
And then I saw the picture of his face:
There was no need to check his Early Life at that point.
We’ve all seen those eyes looking out of IRA ski masks.
As to “only a Jew would think they could get away with it”…
Throughout history, Irishmen have been caught doing various crimes and been asked why they thought they could get away with it and answered “who said I thought I was gonna get away with it?”
My grandpa’s cousins were the only two men to break out of Alcatraz and not ever have their bodies wash up on the shore.
They happened to get away with it, but I don’t think they thought they were going to.
Before seeing this story, I was still trying to come up with a term for what we should be referring to each other as. “He’s a brother” is ground too well-staked by the niggers. But clearly, there has to be a term of endearment by which diaspora and field Irish can use to refer to one another. We are a tribal, alien group, forced to live in captivity among the heathens, and we need to have brotherhood and endearment towards one another (insofar as that is possible for Irishmen).
I’ve got it now: “He’s kin.”
“Brother” is fine in the right context though, as in: “Brother Kevin, you’ve got to put your real name on your Twitter account. Shameless self-promotion is good, but the podcast isn’t you, you’re the podcast. You’re famous enough to have a Wikipedia page, and you’re doing rookie numbers on Twitter.”
I used edgy jokes to become seriously famous, and when Elon let me on Twitter for 2.5 months, before I was banned for something hilarious, I got 40,000 followers. Or maybe it was closer to 30,000. Anyway, it was a lot more than you, kinsman.
Congrats on the edgy joke’s success.
But you see how it’s your name that’s trending. “MLC Podcast” is not trending.
That’s actually not a good podcast name at all. I saw that it’s an acronym for “Misery Loves Company,” which I guess is okay. It shouldn’t be an acronym. But it doesn’t really matter what the podcast is called, because everyone is just going to refer to it as “The Kevin Brennan podcast.”
To wit: Joe Rogan’s podcast is called “The Joe Rogan Experience,” and yet I’ve never heard anyone say or write “The Joe Rogan Experience” (outside of news sites that have a style-guide that says they’re supposed to do that). People say “he was on Joe Rogan” or “I was listening to the Joe Rogan show.”
You have to be the brand.
You would know this if the Irish had a ruthlessly nepotistic network within the entertainment and media industry, like a certain other group of American ethnics. I would have told you. Norm, may God rest his soul, would have been obligated by fanatical tribal loyalty to explain a lot of protips to the both of us. Instead, according to your Wikipedia page, you’re incapable of cooperating with your own brother.
We have to start wanting each other to succeed. Difficult as that may be, we have to do it.
We need to develop a ruthless nepotism, and we need to do it quickly. I will remind you, dear cousin, we were on the brink of world domination just a few decades ago.
They killed our king, then went ahead and popped the prince as well. (By “they,” I mean the Jews. Oswald was a patsy, and was going to prove he it, so the kike Ruby shot him. Bobby was allegedly killed by a Palestinian who was likely subject to MK Ultra/”Manchurian Candidate” techniques as a child. But Sirhan probably wasn’t even the main shooter anyway.)
Now, our kin can’t even gain a thousand followers a year on Twitter with more or less passable content. (Unless they’ve sold out to the Jews and become unfunny house paddies, ala Colbert, who literally pretends to be French, and Fallon, who is a whiny brat with no jokes. They both sing songs about vaccines.)
Meanwhile, this weasel kike “comedian” called Steve Hofstetter had 200,000 followers when he quit Twitter in 2022 because he was having a meltdown over Kanye West saying people should have rights. He makes pro-gun control jokes and gets on stage and whines about how oppressed he is. I looked at it in some detail a few years ago, and it stuck out in my mind as demonstrating the power of nepotism.
Brother, we are being oppressed. We are much funnier than the Jews.
I haven’t listened to Brennan’s podcast yet, or looked up any of his other materials. I also don’t remember him, even though I used to watch standup comedy as a kid in the 1990s and early 2000s, and have listened to comedy podcasts with some regularity for years.
However, I scanned his Twitter feed, and he’s interacting with Anthony Cumia and Alex Stein, and you know. He’s on the level.
If he wants to get real edgy, and get a whole bunch of news headlines, I can help. I’m very good at that.
But it’s not advisable. They will just completely fuck you. I’m an edgy Irish comedy writer, and yet, I’m known to the world as a “neo-Nazi white supremacist,” due to a lockdown on my Wikipedia page, which pretends the only edgy thing I ever said was “Jews weren’t gassed, but they should have been.” I’ve made equally edgy statements every day for a decade, and even though the media has reported on my calls for the legalization of rape as well as my advocacy of forced child marriage, for example, no one is allowed to put “neo-Nazi, pro-rape activist, and advocate of forced child marriage” in my Wiki intro (or even the body of the article) – despite the fact that these statements are presumably much edgier than Holocaust denial.
In fact, I’ve consistently called for biological weapons to be used to exterminate all human life on earth. Assuming everything I say is very straightforward and serious (which is true), does not “advocacy for killing everyone” overwrite the relevance of every other offensive statement I’ve made, given that none of it would matter if everyone was dead?
If we had a ruthlessly nepotistic network, there would be “Wikipedia Irish” to correct this problem I have, along with all the other problems we have. This is a matter of urgent necessity. We need a lot of money. If we see paddies who are not doing well, and are not rich, we need to view that as a threat to the power of our race, and provide them with assistance, just like I’ve helped you out with your branding problems.
Brother Kevin. You want a lot of money. I want a lot of money. We both want to be ridiculously wealthy and force our will on society. We want an Irishman in the White House. Well, I guess there is an Irishman in the White House, but he’s a house nigger kikesucker and race traitor.
We need to come together.
Brother Morrissey said it: “unite and take over.”
I used screenshots of the tweets, because this paddy is talking about Israel and cyber-bullying black people, and there is nothing more frustrating to me then when someone I’ve written about gets banned and it breaks my articles because the embeds stop working. He’s already got a strike from the “dead junkies” tweet, and Elon’s censorship campaign has basically reached “Gaza levels.” But the tweets here are all still up (save the one that got Elon’d). Show your support for junkies dying and give him a follow.
