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Daniel’s Got a New Book Video/ Guaranteed So Sick It’ll Make Your Mind Blow

Humor Post #121 from The World’s Awesomest Raving and Rapping Middle School blogger –

Ooh, props are due Daniel! He’s come out with a new book trailer at YouTube with Dr. Magic, the rapping puppet. This one’s for STORIES GUARANTEED TO MAKE YOU SICK. That is one cool book, especially if you enjoy hurling. And no, I’m not talking about the sport you play with a ball.

So for this, Dr. Crankenfuss thought about what he could give you that could possibly rival the coolicity of such a wicked book video. And he came up with a perfect solution: a rap by Dr. Crankenfuss.

A VIDEO TAPE
THAT WILL LEAVE YOU AGAPE
by Dr. Crankenfuss

Dr. Magic makin' it clear
Dr. Magic makin’ it clear to one and all
(Dr. Magic is a creation of HD-Flat Beats (Google him).

Daniel got him a new book trailer,
It so shocking, you’ll need an inhaler.
Dr. Magic has opted to star again.
He so hot, he’s our cayenne.

He gonna rap ’bout STORIES GUARANTEED,
It so off the hook, you’ll get a nose bleed.
Humor, horror, nasal fiction,
Try it just once, it’ll be your addiction.

At Freaky Dude Books, we don’t miss a trick
And STORIES GUARANTEED TO MAKE YOU SICK
Will give your bad brain a good swift kick
And whack your funny bone like a pool stick.
So just you take it from ol’ Dr. Crank:
Read this book and you’ll be swank,
It’s like gettin’ free money from a really hip bank,
Then goin’ skinny-dippin’ in a septic tank.
For 3.99, you can’t ask for more
So check it out at your favorite e-store.

Nice going, Daniel!

From Your Dude with a ‘Tude,
Dr. Crankenfuss

Dr. Magic, the Rapping Puppet, Slams You with his Song about LOVE THUG

Dr. Magic doin' his magic thang.
Dr. Magic doin’ his magic thang.

Hey, everyone. It’s both Dr. Crankenfuss and Daniel here to show off Dr. Magic — he’s that dude at the left — in his awesome LOVE THUG RAP. First we posted this at Weekend Writing Warriors for their Sunday snippet. But hey, it’s for everyone!

It’s a hip hop musical salute to LOVE THUG, a novel by Daniel Berenson. Lyrics by Daniel, puppetry by HD-Flat Beats.

Just click here and you’ll be transported to Dr. Magic’s lab where he has some wicked cool words for you.

When you’re done, hit the BACK BUTTON if you want to make a comment here.

Thanks so much for checking Dr. Magic out. And while you’re here, take a tour of the rest of the Freaky Dude Books site (especially Dr. Crankenfuss’s blog since there’s nothing else out there like it).

Keep chillin’!
Daniel Berenson, Dr. Crankenfuss, and the other wackos at Freaky Dude Books

BULLYING: THERE’S NO EASY FIX, MAYBE NO FIX AT ALL. BUT HERE’S SOME ADVICE.

Humor Post #113 from the world’s Awesomest & Crankiest Curmudgeon’s Middle School and YA Blog –

No humor today, people. I’m going to talk about a problem that bothers me a lot: bullying. It’s lucky that I’m not a big victim of bullying. Probably a matter of luck in some way. My humor and being a wise**s in class probably makes some people think I’m not too much of a dweeb. I get myself in trouble by being called down by the teacher so maybe the bullies think I’m something like them. Plus I never say no if someone asks me for help on a problem or their homework (if it’s not too long) so maybe I’m considered a bit valuable. And maybe it’s partly ’cause I like sports so much though I’m not good enough to make the school teams. (On a scale of 10, I’m probably around a 6.) But I can talk sports as well as anybody and that makes me seem more “normal,” I guess. Also I wear the same type clothes most everyone does. Nothing hurts you worse than looking like you don’t have a clue about how to dress. People pick up on that fast.

But I do see bullying. I see kids getting their books knocked out of their hands or being called names. And no, I don’t get up in the bully’s face and tell him to stop. (And I’m not talking about girl bullying. Some of those girls are even meaner than the guys.) The most I’ve ever done is get kind of close so maybe the bully can see there’s a witness. I think that’s helped a few times, but I don’t take much credit for it. A few times I’ve gone in a teacher’s room (if I knew the teacher) and quietly let them know there was a problem outside. But only a few. I don’t want to be called a snitch. For some people, that’s the worst thing there is.

I know what the right thing to do is. Stand up for people. Easy to say, not easy to do ’cause it’s so dangerous. (If I have to explain why, you’re probably not smart enough to be reading this.) Let’s face it: there are some mean people in this world. And they’re not the type to change just because someone tells them they’re not being nice. Maybe they had a hard life and they’re angry. Doesn’t matter. They still can hurt you.

So I’ve done what I always like to do: write a poem. I don’t know if it’ll do any good and I know I’m no hero. But here it is.

HOW TO SORT OF DEAL WITH BULLYING
by Dr. Crankenfuss

Bullying is bad,
Most people agree.
You see encouraging ads
They put on TV.

There’s a nationwide program
Do-Gooders share,
But there’s one little problem:
Bullies don’t care.

They don’t ever feel
Their job is finished,
And if they get caught,
They’re hardly ever punished.

If they’re called to the office,
Their parents usually whine.
See, lots of bad fruit
Comes from the same vine.

The best plan is clear:
Stay out of their sight.
If they don’t notice you,
You’ll be all right.

Sometimes someone
Stands up and fights back.
But it’s then that bullies’ friends
Join the attack.

And school’s not the end,
There’s a monster combine,
If they miss you in class,
They can get you online.

Bullies are dictators,
They award themselves crowns.
They feel like kings
If they can hold you down.

But nature can be cruel,
And there are bullies in history.
That there are bullies in school
Should be no mystery.

Sometimes you can take comfort
That school’s just a stage
‘Cause many bullies grow up
To make minimum wage.

But others are rewarded,
They make the big bucks.
It’s a sad piece of evidence
That life sometimes sucks.

The public likes bad boys
And it’s not subliminal.
Look how Hollywood
Practically worships the criminal.

Look how we idolize
Athletes beating their chests.
Some fans think they’re cool
If their team is the best.

My only advice
Is to look for connection.
Find your own kind,
Stick together for protection.

Believe in yourself,
Work hard and in time
You’ll see being different
Is in no way a crime.

Pursue what you love,
Find out where you’re best,
‘Cause nobody’s special
If they’re exactly like the rest.

Don’t ever give up,
Life’s one long fight.
Give ’em your best shot
And you might be all right.

From Your Dude with the ‘Tude (who wishes he was braver),
Dr. Crankenfuss

Hey, I’m puttin’ my stuff on WeWriWa. How cool is that?

Hey, Dr. Crankenfuss here. My last rap post was so awesome, I’m putting a bunch of it on WeWriWa (The Weekend Writing Warriors Website). They’re only giving me 150 words so here goes.
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ODE TO SPRING (ME OUTTA HERE!)

Learnin’ my math
And ABC’s
But nuthin much matters
No more to me
Feelin’ kind of blah
No dedication
But I think I know
The explanation.

I look outside
Blue skies, trees green
Sittin’ in class
Seems kinda obscene
This ain‘t no place
For a true freaky dude
Didn’t we outlaw
Involuntary servitude?

Feelin’ all tied up
And listless… yeah, true!
You heard of spring fever?
Well I got spring FLU!
As the Crank, I seek da truth
My questions never end
But now I’m only askin’,
“When is school gonna end?”

Ain’t seven months hard labor
Enough for any young soul?
Shouldn’t they be showin’ us Heaven
‘Stead of keepin’ us here in this hole?
Nature is tellin’ us somethin’
The worms go to the first birdie
Maybe we could fly like eagles
If you’d only stop school early
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Well, that’s it. 146 words total. Like I said, the limit was 150 words so I had to stop ’bout 2/3 through. But for the whole thing, you can go back to my last post. But the idea is you can comment on my knock-em-dead rap right here — well, in the comment box anyway — or you can go to WeWriWa and check out all the other 8-sentence or 150-word-poetry samples other people posted and see what you find. Pretty cool idea, if you ask me. And you can see how da Crank stacks up ‘gainst those other dudes.

AND THEN I GOT EVEN BIGGER NEWS FOR EVERYBODY. Daniel’s putting out a NEW BOOK next week! Actually it’s my favorite one so far and that means it totally crunk. It’s called LOVE THUG and it’s cool cause it’s short, hilarious, stupid, clever, with big illustrations, and short. Hey, did I mention it’s short? Guys usually like that. Like those Wimpy Kid books that pretend to be like 220 pages but if they were printed regular, they’d be like 80 pages max. Well, LOVE THUG is about that long. And pretty close to that good. So keep checking the OUR BOOKS page to see when it comes out and in the meantime, try out some of the samples of the books Daniel already has out there. I mean STORIES GUARANTEED TO MAKE YOU SICK? And two MOOSE JOKE BOOKS? What’s not to like?

Thanks to WeWriWa for the chance to share and I’ll be back soon.
From Your Dude with the ‘Tude,

Dr. Crankenfuss

My newest classical rap: ODE TO SPRING (ME OUTTA HERE!)

Humor Post #103 from the world’s Awesomest & Crankiest Curmudgeon’s Middle School and YA Blog –

ODE TO SPRING (ME OUTTA HERE!)

Learnin’ my math
And ABC’s
But nuthin much matters
No more to me
Feelin’ kind of blah
No dedication
But I think I know
The explanation.

I look outside
Blue skies, trees green
Sittin’ in class
Seems kinda obscene
This ain‘t no place
For a true freaky dude
Didn’t we outlaw
Involuntary servitude?

Feelin’ all tied up
And listless… yeah, true!
You heard of spring fever?
Well I got spring FLU!
As the Crank, I seek da truth
My doubting questions never end
But now I’m only askin’,
“When is school gonna end?”

Ain’t seven months of hard labor
Enough for any young soul?
Shouldn’t they be showin’ us Heaven
‘Stead of keepin’ us here in this hole?
Nature is tellin’ us somethin’
The worms go to the first birdie
Maybe we could fly like eagles
If you’d only stop school early

I ain’t got nuthin left
My energy’s worn to the bone
The second I walk in here
Is the instant I wanna go home
My brain is full to the max
You been crammin’ my head full of knowledge
I’m only finishin’ sixth grade
Feels like I’m ready to graduate college

So give a young man a break
Show him you really care
Announce, “We know it’s only April
But we’re lettin’ you outta here.”
You’ll be my hero, my idol,
My bestest forever friend
Just lissen to a student’s prayer
And let this school year end

     I promise to be a good boy
    Just let this school year end

    Don’t make me throw a hissy fit now
    Just let this school year end!

From Your Totally Worn Out, Wasted, and Washed Up Dude with the ‘Tude,
Dr. Crankenfuss