R.I.P. BCS
It’s just been brought to my attention that a long time ‘bag hunter in the comments threads, one of the original mocking crew to emerge in 2007-2008, apparently passed away at the age of 28 about a year ago. He posted comments as “bcs” from 2007-2010. His last post was, appropriately enough, on the October 24th, 2010 post, The Gator Transcends.
This is terrible news, and I apologize for interrupting regular ‘bag mocking to bring it. But it is important that we honor BCS’s last words, for they are HCwDB ‘bag mocking genius poetry:
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someone slather this crustacean with garlic butter and let plinky’s mom have at it
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bcs was one of us.
Here’s bcs’s Facebook page, and a website he used to run, now run in his honor. Contrary to popular belief, his pseudonym was not a reference to the college football association, but was just his initials. I don’t know what bcs died of, and frankly it doesn’t matter.
I guess if you run a site long enough, these sorts of things are bound to happen. HCwDB has permanently sponsored bcs’s Legacy.com site to honor his memory, so feel free to leave any tributes, but keep it tasteful (even if bcs wouldn’t have wanted you to).
I’ll pour out some Night Train from my U.R.C. tonight in your honor, bcs. May you be playfully mocking Pumpy in the sky tonight, and hitting on his girlfriend when he’s busy pumping clouds. Wait, that didn’t sound right. And yet I know bcs would’ve approved of one final Pumpy reference. R.I.P. bcs. You will be missed.
Faack! 28 is too young. As I recall on his brief return to the site while I’d been hanging around for awhile, he said he had been away due to some chick. And he referred to her, I’m paraphrasing, “still a fucking cunt.”
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I will remember him fondly as he was amused with one of my new concepts at the time. He thought “Jesus-sized cock” was funny. And he lives on in The Thread.
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12 beers before midnight and a doobie to BCS. Son.
Holy shit! That really sucks. I always wondered where he went and why the links here were generally safe to click (except maybe for Jacques’ links).
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Fuck, RevChad is right: 28 is too goddamned young. 🙁
I have nothing funny to say. This is devastating.
bcs said…
samurai scrote’s favorite DQ blizzard topping is oxycontin
bcs said…
samurai scrote fashioned a crude medallion out of christina applegate’s severed breasts
bcs said…
samurai scrote ejaculates live flounder fish
bcs said…
samurai scrote’s blood type is fear
bcs said…
samurai scrote drives a 57 plymouth fury covered in dolphin cocks.
bcs said…
samurai scrote jerks off to 9/11 footage
…and then Google Blogger truncated the mighty 11,000 comment thread down to 200.
Troy…if you still have the original SS thread you preserved please send it to darksok@gmail.com
Our condolences to his friends and family.
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Poor bastard. 28. Jeez. That’s nothing. I’ve spent half that just watching bad movies. Kinda makes you think.
Indeed, Baron.
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I’ve spent half my years on this earth binge-drinking, making fart jokes and other infantile humor, boating wrecklessly and mocking silly preening douchebags.
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But the other years…I’ve squandered.
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Son.
Here’s BCS and his idiot buddy crashing and totally interrupting a lecture by director and writer Kevin “Silent Bob” Smith. Epic. The dude had cantaloupe-sized balls. His casket must have been shaped like a trombone case.
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This is actually featured on the documentary “An Evening with Kevin Smith”; it is definitely worth watching, BCS and all.
first time back in a while.
I remember bcs well lament his passing.
Fellow Clevelander, out.
Way too young. That sucks. Why god keeps passing over Donald Trump when he seems prime for the plucking, I don’t understand. He works in mysterious and very shitty ways.
R.I.P. bcs. For your honor, I will constrive to promulgate a rebellion against the scourge that is the dipshit douchebag. I will obtain the woman that is the hott, and I will educate her, by which I mean I will ejaculate on her torso. Educulate.
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But I digress.
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For all the great posts, sir — thank you for sharing!
RIP. bcs. Respect always to a fellow ‘Bag hunter. Sincere condolences to all family.
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Vale.
I’ll never forget how he introduced me to the horrors of dresssox.com – DO NOT GO THERE if you know what’s good for you!
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But if you clicked on it anyway, that will let you know about the kinds of links bcs foisted upon us unsuspecting dorks. Other ‘baghunters were either already inherently smart enough to hover over them and read the link info to the lower left of the page, or just plain savvy enough to avoid them altogether.
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I learned. Oh yes, I learned. Sort of.
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Our bro bcs also, if you recall, recorded a few chats he had with his (former?) wife after having indulged in some spirits. I wish I could find one of those, but here’s an instance where he did a drive-by post (with a signature link, of course) and helped create havoc with the Boss’ HTML skills:
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http://hotchickswithdouchebags.com/2010/06/redneck-vegas/
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Of course the video is long down, but it shows the effects bcs had on our eyes and psyches. We need more like him now, damn it.
“‘Bag Hunters never die. Hot Chicks with Douchebags lives forever, so you will live forever.”
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– Mary Magdalene
This some seriously fucked up news. Just when you think you’re over the death of one person, WHAM, another smacks you right upside the fucking head. Fucking 28. Way too fucking young. Ain’t noting funny to say. I will say that I lurked for quite a while on the site before I gather some balls to post as the ever present anonymous. I thought it was a total shit post but bcs said he found it funny. That gave me enough courage to post some more. Then eventually I became Winnie the Poon (for those of you that remember that pseudonym) before turning into who I am now. That little encouragement from bcs did it for me so I owe him. Expect some sick and twisted fucking links from now on as my way of a payback to him. And Boss, you gotta out him in the Hall of Mock posthumously. It’s just the right thing to do.
BCS’ “wife conversations” were so compelling. You couldn’t stop listening nor cringing. He was right: cunt personified.
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However, my favorite memory of BCS was when he had that Braxto.com website rigged up with some silly, inane music while a mesmerizing pattern spun around. Of course I was zonked on vicodin, but I found it hypnotizing yet very soothing. For hours at a time
@ myself
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not “out him” but PUT him in our hallowed hall.. Too fucking young. Too fucking young.
What a fucking tragic way to start a hump day. My favorite BCS line from the Samurai Scrote thread was when he said, and I paraphrase: “Samurai Scrote once leaped out from behind a tree at Augusta and titty fucked Phil Mickelson on live TV and no one said shit.”
He was one of the funniest motherfuckers to grace this beautiful site.
R.I.P.
ah man. RIP dude.
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He was a great compatriot in the whirlwind days before the SS thread, when all sorts of shit would fly around here until something stuck. Dude was awesome.
super supreme bummer & no doubt a devastating loss to any who knew him & all who were graced by his twisted & tawdry humour….I was always a sucker for a bcs link & nearly always regretted clicking…he foisted on me the ‘Lemon Party’
bcs wrote, ‘Samarui Scrote washes his hands in liquid hate’
a tireless contributor at the height of HCwDB, bcs has long been missed, & will now be greived!
ironically we share the same date of birth
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bcs started the epic Xenu thread!
Wow, what a loss. Great humor. Just another one of those times when I bang my head on the hood of the guys car next to mine and scream God why him and not _____. I suppose God even lets douchebags in heaven so it is only fitting someone is there to mock them. I can imagine Jesus, with tears rolling down his cheeks, trying to stifle his laughter, smacking BCS on the arm saying, “Look I’m supposed to love everyone, but damn that is some funny shit.”
Damn.
Total respect for bcs. We have lost a dedicated Hunter.
Silence, and another beer for me, on a foggy night in Bay Ridge. Fog so thick, the Verranzano bridge is obscured. You can hear the container ships foghorns on the water.
God I hate the Unholy Pear pic.
Good gravy, I had no idea. And every time my dumb ass clicked a link, I got something even grosser and scarier than I could even imagine. What a sick and brilliant mind. He has been missed, but he will be missed even more now that I know there’s no way he’s coming back. Rest in peace, buddy. Thanks for the laugh.
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Oh, dear GOD, does someone still have the link to that animation of the drunken fight between him and his wife? “Dude….I DO wanna be married to you.” I still crack up and I can hear it perfectly in my head. I want to see it one more time…..
I am very sorry to hear this. Rest in Peace BCS.
he was a hell of a funny guy, and a cornerstone to whatever style of humor makes the comments around here unique.
hey Medusa- I don’t know if it is the same, but if you go to his website, click the ART header, then “websites” sub-header, those links on the right might be it:
http://mydrunkwife.ytmnd.com/
it’s blocked at my work so don’t know if it still links correctly.
Also, our influence is palpable when you go to Writing > Twisted Haikus
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=106663499412179&set=a.106663496078846.9643.104411022970760&type=3&theater
^ I forgot just how absolutely fucking brilliant that was. Thanks Jonezy.
I was saddened to hear of your passing BCS. You made me snicker many a time.
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ASvB
r.i.p. bcs. you are missed by many