October 4, 2011
Welp. Looks like someone was tripping balls last night.

Welp. Looks like someone was tripping balls last night.

September 23, 2011
Instead of a picture, the new tweet presents a video intro to a movie called “The Trip”. (Click-through to see the video play.) This is what I could find:

In this drama, Paul Groves (Peter Fonda) takes his first dose of LSD while experiencing the heartbreak and ambivalence of divorce from his beautiful butadulterous wife, played by Susan Strasberg. He starts his trip with a “guide,” John (Bruce Dern), but runs away and abandons out of fear.
As Paul experiences his trip, he wanders around the Sunset Strip, into nightclubs, and the homes of strangers and acquaintances. He considers the roles played by commercialism, sex, the role of women in his life. He meets a young woman, Glenn (Salli Sachse), who is interested in people who take LSD. Having learned from Paul recently that he would be taking LSD, she has been looking out for him.
Glenn drives Paul to a beach house, where they have passionate intercourse. As the sun rises, Paul steps out to the balcony to get some air. Glenn asks him whether his first LSD experience was constructive. Paul defers his answer to “tomorrow.” His face is frozen in close-up, and his image cracks like glass through an animation special effect. (Source)

I have a million different things in my head at the moment, but they’re all jumbled and unsorted at the moment. Talk among yourselves.

Instead of a picture, the new tweet presents a video intro to a movie called “The Trip”. (Click-through to see the video play.) This is what I could find:

In this drama, Paul Groves (Peter Fonda) takes his first dose of LSD while experiencing the heartbreak and ambivalence of divorce from his beautiful butadulterous wife, played by Susan Strasberg. He starts his trip with a “guide,” John (Bruce Dern), but runs away and abandons out of fear.

As Paul experiences his trip, he wanders around the Sunset Strip, into nightclubs, and the homes of strangers and acquaintances. He considers the roles played by commercialismsex, the role of women in his life. He meets a young woman, Glenn (Salli Sachse), who is interested in people who take LSD. Having learned from Paul recently that he would be taking LSD, she has been looking out for him.

Glenn drives Paul to a beach house, where they have passionate intercourse. As the sun rises, Paul steps out to the balcony to get some air. Glenn asks him whether his first LSD experience was constructive. Paul defers his answer to “tomorrow.” His face is frozen in close-up, and his image cracks like glass through an animation special effect. (Source)

I have a million different things in my head at the moment, but they’re all jumbled and unsorted at the moment. Talk among yourselves.

September 14, 2011

Tweet One: http://twitter.com/#!/AgentCherriCola/status/113662925171998720

Tweet Two: http://twitter.com/#!/AgentCherriCola/status/114168940904714242

Hmmm.

August 29, 2011

Oh, I did so miss these cryptic days…

Tweet One: http://twitter.com/#!/AgentCherriCola/status/108328718551891968

Tweet Two: http://twitter.com/#!/AgentCherriCola/status/108330376455401473

August 29, 2011
Run, run, bunny, run…

Run, run, bunny, run…

August 17, 2011
…did anybody else think “zero percent”?

…did anybody else think “zero percent”?

May 17, 2011
What does it all mean? Is Agent Cherri alive? Is it someone attempting to take over? What’s happening?

What does it all mean? Is Agent Cherri alive? Is it someone attempting to take over? What’s happening?

May 16, 2011
What the holy sh—er, ah…just take a look.

junkpunks:

girlautomatic:

Also? Take a gander at the new display picture:

Hey, guys. Remember when weird things started happening on Twitter?

Yeah, the userinfo also links to this blog: http://steakgrenade.blogspot.com/

Where one can find this:

The blog itself talks about hand clams, illegal substances and two parts of something called The Severe Exploits of Mandog Mandart. Part seven is the earliest post on the blog, and then it jumps to fifty-six. What the fuck.

(via frank-iero)

May 16, 2011
What the holy sh—er, ah…just take a look.

Also? Take a gander at the new display picture:

Hey, guys. Remember when weird things started happening on Twitter?

April 28, 2011
"Mild sent of dead. Page me!" [Picture Heavy]

I was going to sleep in another 90 minutes this morning, but then my back felt too stiff and sore, so I rolled over and checked Twitter on my phone. Turns out it was a good idea to have done so, because look:

For those who don’t know who Machiavelli is: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Machiavelli

He’s best known for writing The Prince, which is a book that resulted in his name becoming synonymous with lying, scheming, manipulative assholes. Some argue, comparing it some of his other work, that it was written as satire or with an ironic slant. (Not hipster ironic. Literary ironic.)

Those two links gave us the most creeperific pictures to date (or at least, when you’re half-asleep, they’re pretty damn creeperific):

If I’m not mistaken, the two pictures are MRI scans. It’s been a while since I’ve had one done, but they generally look like this. I’m also beginning to think, based on the profile, that it’s an MRI scan of a fish. Don’t hold me to that, though; I haven’t had coffee yet.

But then, we briefly had a tweet from none other than Agent Cherri Cola, over which there was much confusion and rejoicing.

I had to screencap it from someone else’s Twitter feed because sadly, it seems that tweet was actually meant for Tommy Chow Mein. Shortly after first appearing on Agent Cherri’s feed it vanished and reappeared on his. Note:

(Truth: I love New Twitter’s feature of embedding the media in a tweet.)

So it looks like Agent Cherri might still be dead or at least MIA. Also, it looks like th person in the picture is, uh, missing an arm. Draw your own conclusions.

And lastly but not leastly we have even a tweet from DJ Hot Chimp:

I got nothing here.