Drunken Peasants/Buttchugger Blog (Patreon)

Up above is my first appearance on The Drunken Peasants Podcast, which to my knowledge is one of the biggest internet/youtube/dipshit podcasts there is. A bustling center of internet pop culture where 100k sub club big shots gather to fiddle their dicks on webcam or something. 

It was a nice opportunity and pretty cool but forget about that for now, i wanna take this moment to make some words for the only people on this rotten planet who've ever been kind to me and that's you, my lovely patrons. I'm Tony Stark, this is a press conference, and this is the part where i sit down with my cheeseburgers and get real. 

For me the last year and a half has been fucked. I think most have gathered that it's been fucked but nobody gets why, and that's because I can't fully explain why without making it worse. Internet fame is a political game, and I've experienced firsthand what happens when you stand up to someone popular enough to wield a lynch mob, and vindictive enough to point them in your direction. 

Early this month i made a new reddit account to try and answer some persistent questions. Not many people saw it, but here's my attempt at addressing one of them, in the most diplomatic terms possible. https://www.reddit.com/r/TheProCrastinators/comments/7vs6pv/is_endless_jess_ever_coming_back_to_pcp/

The reason I'm explaining some of this now is that not explaining it feels more difficult every day. I'm not in a position where I feel I can say all the things I want, but i do feel like my patrons at least deserve to be given some insight into where i am right now, since you're the ones giving a crap and hopefully helping me get out of here soon. 

The Last episode of the Pleeb and The Weeb S2 is not quite finished yet, and in the meantime, the month draws to a close and once again i have very little to show. Some of these episodes have been more complicated to edit than others, and to be honest I'm also dealing with a lot of shit of my own. Sometimes I'm able to push through and get a bunch of it done really fast, and other times weeks go by with very little progress if any. 

The thing that really makes the editing complicated, and which will probably be dropped entirely in the future, is the original songs in each episode. I really wanted to go the extra mile for season 2, but creating the soundtrack has been the most time consuming part by far. I love writing raps and songs but with my asinine living situation it's very rare these days that i get a chance to record any singing or rapping, which makes it all the more high stress when i do. 

For a while i was on a roll getting them out quickly but i guess i burnt myself out. The Final episode of season 2 should have come out 2 months ago, but it features a musical part and i have not had the time or the freedom to record it. 

You patrons have been patient, not just with the Pleeb and The Weeb, but with the lack of any other big stuff in the meantime. I hope you understand that as much as i'm bursting at the seams with other projects i want to do, this nightmare of a kickstarter series has to take priority, and I hope these "break glass in case of emergency" stockpiled lets plays I've been posting are enough for now.

Anyways, here I am on the Drunken Peasants, and here's how this came about. A couple weeks ago they played my old Peestyle rap on their "cringe rap" segment, all of which is sent to them by viewers. So what obviously happened is one of the many autistic dipshits who hate me because they don't understand the concept of comedy unless it's in the form of someone getting mocked, wanted to get me mocked. 

In an effort to humiliate me they sent my silliest and weirdest "cringe" rap to the drunken peasants hoping they'd tear it apart. Whoops, turns out the Drunken Peasants DO have a concept of humor and they all loved it. Billy in particular, a fellow rap boi, was so impressed by my lyrical prowess he nearly pooped his pants in appreciation. 

So the talent and humor of my supposedly cringey rap shined through and everyone loved it so much, i ended up getting invited on the show. So i showed up for 3 hours of their 24 hour stream and cut a rug. 

Topics Discussed

Everyone being shocked as the guy who made Peestyle reveals himself to be well dressed, good looking, and magnificently charismatic. 

People comparing me to Razorfist

My disastrous first meeting with Razorfist

Being the most handsome guy on the podcast

T-Rex eating pussy

and a bunch of other stuff i don't remember. 

I started drinking halfway through because i don't really know what The Drunken Peasants is and I assumed that's what you do. So by the end of it i was just drunk and scared and wanted to go hide in bed before any more guests came on and made it crowded. Never overstay your welcome, get in, make em laugh, get the fuck out. 

Here are some big voted up comments on the upload.

Patrik Björnsson3 days agoEndless Jess should really be a guest again,  he is funny as shit!

REPLY98Andrei Andreev3 days agoEndless Jess is awesome.

REPLY82

duh batman5 days agoWhat happened to the other parts of this stream? Damn. Have Endless Jess a recurring guest.

Autismo4 days ago
Definetly get endlessjess on more he's awesome

It's not just the fans that liked me, check out this message i received from The Drunken Peasant Boys themselves a couple days later. 

"You're welcome back any time. I'm trying to get a solid lineup back on the show, and you seem to fit with the format very well."

So how bout that, an open invitation to basically BE a drunken peasant boi. Looks like those legendary Endlett Je podcasting skills finally resulted in something good for a change. 

They liked me so much they offered to let me come on all the time. They did not however, offer to pay me. Hmmm. 3 hours of comedy gold has to be worth something, right? Does guesting on someone's livestream warrant a patreon post? I certainly hope so.

In any case i had fun, and it meant a lot having the chance to be funny and cool again, after a year of being pent up and not allowed to say or do anything without inciting a certain someone's obsessive personal army. It was nice being in an environment where nobody knows me, and i can slip into being my old boney self again.  

It just goes to show that when left to my own devices and dropped off in unfamiliar territory, with a whole new audience fully prepared to be hostile to any guest they don't like, old Endlett Je can turn a room full of strangers into a room full of fans without breaking a sweat. Never bet against talent. 

So an open invitation to regular on an actually popular podcast sounds pretty good right? A decent opportunity? Something I'd have to be an idiot to pass up? Yeah, well. The Boulder feels conflicted. 

I already left one podcast. A podcast that meant a lot to me, one that I started with my best friends. We were making money, having some laughs, growing a community, but all it took was my stupid ass wanting to hire and be friends with the wrong guy. A guy who I saw so much potential in that i couldn't see the red flags until it was too late. It only takes one destructive little asshole to poison something from within. 

Youtube has changed. It's no longer about having fun and making cool content with your friends. It's about destroying people. It's become a machine for ridicule and an industry of "drama".  An ouroboros of narcissism and hate forever feasting on it's own tale. Build yourself up by tearing down someone else. 

Doing podcasts and livestreams like this feels intimidating and stressful now. So much of my comedy has been taken out of context and used against me that I don't really know how to act anymore. I feel like I'm not allowed to be funny, or angry, or silly, or self deprecating, it all just gets co-opted and turned into a smear campaign to paint me as stupid or crazy. 

It's hard to be yourself on a podcast, it's easy to get typecast into a gimmick or role, and it starts to feel exploitative and embarrassing. I felt that way even with my friends in the PCP, and that was my own show. So I can't imagine what madness something like the Drunken Peasants might bring into my life. I go on there and everyone expects me to be funny and interesting, and that's easy, but in the back of my mind i know that being funny and interesting just makes you a target. 

I don't know a whole lot about the Drunken Peasants. I wasn't a regular viewer before this. But i know enough. I know it's a podcast that hosts a segment called "cringe rap" for example, and even though they happened to like my song, it doesn't change the fact that most of what they do is ridicule people.

Pointing your finger at someone else and laughing is the easiest form of comedy there is, a child can do it, it's actually hard *not* to do it. Even I fall back on it sometimes, despite my better judgement. It's gross, it's lazy, and it's cruel. 

You can see me trying to go against this on my guest appearance. I'm happy and grateful to be on the podcast, but making jokes about these dumb kids who are trying to create stuff isn't my bag. People who have followed me for long enough know I'm good at being mean, I'm very, very good at it, but i don't like it. So i tried to do the opposite and say kind things about the hapless goofs featured. No one deserves to be humiliated just for making a cringey video. If that's all the Drunken Peasants is then it might not be for me. Not to mention I'm all too aware they could turn on me in a heartbeat. 

I was never in this to cozy up to popular people and kiss their asses out of fear that they'll fuck me over if I don't. I don't want to be some chuckle-fuck sidekick making fun of whoever the big kids are making fun of so they don't make fun of me. That's what everyone does and it's disgusting. If I'm gonna work with people I want them to be actual friends, who i know i can trust. For a while that's what I thought I had with the PCP, but even that got turned to shit, got me screwed over by people i gave my all for, and put a stink on my name I can never wash off.  So what kind of a nightmare am i signing up for with The Drunken Peasants, an even bigger podcast, that I have zero control over, with people who don't even know me... and it's live! It's terrifying. 

From what I've seen of the Drunken Peasants, it's... well... it's a youtube podcast. A big youtube podcast, where big youtubers come on, and have big debates and engorge themselves on big conflicts for big views. A drama and mockery factory on a platform that incentivizes drama and mockery.

This is not to shit on the podcast or the guys on it. Billy, Ben, and Pimpmunk seem like good dudes, and i know it's an opportunity only a goof would let slide. It just seems like it would be jumping into an even bigger version of something i've tried to climb out of. 

It's something i have to chew on. These days most things are things i have to chew on for a while, and in the meantime i worry that my biggest supporters get left in the dark. That's not my intention, lately all i want is to be more transparent but ever since a certain popular person decided i wasn't kissing his ass enough and therefore i needed to be destroyed, it's been hard to navigate what I'm allowed to say and what i'm not.

The point is, like i said it's an opportunity that on paper I'd be stupid not to take. But i do have my reservations, and my reasons for those reservations, and it's all the more frustrating that no one seems to understand those reservations. Every time I try explaining these things to my friends they all just double down on the same compassionless self-help platitudes and solipsistic dismissal that made me want to get the fuck away from them in the first place. 

You might remember a lyric in a song i released a couple months ago about meeting Mega-Ran, a guy i've always wanted to work with, and a huge opportunity in it's own right. I let that slide, because dealing with all of Mumkey's bullshit, and his criminal friends' bullshit, and the PCP's bullshit and the Pleeb and the Weeb bullshit all at once just made it feel like the right opportunity at the wrong time. It still feels like the wrong time, and at this point I don't know if it's ever going to stop feeling that way. 

Right now I seem to be in this weird stage of my career where all of a sudden I'm meeting people and getting invited to things. I'm getting all these opportunities that I've wanted forever, but i've gotten so thoroughly fucked over the past year that i'm afraid to say yes to any of them. I'm on the cusp of recognition i've worked my ass off and sacrificed for all these years, but it feels like it's too late. I'm tapped, I'm drained. I see the brass ring, i know i've earned it, but every time i've reached for it in the past it's been yanked away and I've just been fucked in the ass for my trouble. 

I did end up going back on the Drunken Peasants, because what the hell else can i do but keep going forward. I still don't know if i want to make myself a regular or not. Whatever I decide, I'm writing these thoughts here because the only thing getting me through this Willy Wonka tunnel called e-fame is you heroes on Patreon. Thanks as always. I'll try to be worth it.