🐍 In the Clock Tower KingCobraJFS / Josh Saunders - Amateur musician, YouTube Streamer, wandmaker, and self-proclaimed "sexy goth badboy". Perpetually circling the drain.

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I learned recently that alcoholics will have high levels of "bad" cholesterol in their system because the liver is impaired and can't remove it from the blood... can't help but wonder what Josh's bloodwork would have looked like if he'd gotten a yearly physical. I think that even last year's bloodwork would have indicated that he needed to completely curb his drinking, his numbers must have been sky-high. Between the drinking, his diet, teeth, smoking, sedentary lifestyle, and chronic dehydration, Cobra ticked every box when it comes to heart disease.

I think if he'd gotten his teeth fixed (pulled out) and still walked/rode his bike like he used to, he would have been okay. Not great, but alive. I don't wanna start another Clint bad dad discussion, but I'm still surprised he let Cobra just sit around with rotted out teeth. Maybe he didn't know the health risks? If he did, he should have been kicking Cobra up the ass all the way to the dentist. Yes Cobra was technically an adult, but so what? If someone you love is killing themselves, you leverage everything you have in order to stop them and hope that maybe they'll thank you later. Clint had a gargantuan amount of leverage, he had basically become his landlord. I know it's all pointless to get riled up about it now, but it's still very strange to me.
 
I don't wanna start another Clint bad dad discussion, but I'm still surprised he let Cobra just sit around with rotted out teeth.
I've posted about it before but I could almost swear there's a cobra quote where he essentially says "I don't give a shit about my teeth... I'd rather them rot out naturally instead of being yanked out".
To be honest that quote could be a Mandela effect type memory I got wrong, but he really did seem to have a fear of dentists, almost like he never grew out of it. He knew he had fucked up teeth and I think his refusal to go to the dentist was out of fear of losing teeth rather than just "my teeth are perfectly fine, toobz.".
 
anyone else think it was his teeth that killed him so young and not even really the alcohol or food? lots of newer studies coming out on just how fast severe tooth rot and awful dental health can kill you specifically through heart failure. i think if he'd been brushing daily he would've made it to 45ish
His teeth had been shit for years but they only really started literally falling out of his mouth towards the end of the second apartment. It's a combination of his severe alcohol dependency, his food habits (ignoring the mead saga, that shit ramped up his tooth decay as well) and his lifestyle/social isolation.
We can speculate until the end of mother Earth and the sun reigniting (TWU) but we will never have all of the facts. The closest we'll get is the coroner's report that @Banquet Meal helpfully shared, and even that is not the true scope of Cobes' ailments that ended his life.
 
I don't wanna start another Clint bad dad discussion, but I'm still surprised he let Cobra just sit around with rotted out teeth. Maybe he didn't know the health risks?
My opinion is: he probably expected something bad to happen that would serve as a wake up call for Josh, but i don't think anyone ever expected Cobra to die suddenly from a heart attack at 34. Like, people might say whatever they want, but 34 is TOO YOUNG to die of a heart attack.
And, as we know, if you told Josh he needed to do something he was going to fight you tooth and nails to avoid doing the thing you asked, so probably Clint was like: "fuck, at one point he's gonna ask me for help with this". Probably he didn't realize how much pain retards can endure, it seems like, because Cobra was eating food with rotten teeth in his mouth like it was nothing.
Man, i miss Cobra, he was always such a chill cow in a world where every lolcow now is a pedophile or some other disgusting thing.
 
Probably he didn't realize how much pain retards can endure, it seems like, because Cobra was eating food with rotten teeth in his mouth like it was nothing.
It wasn't totally nothing because he seemed to have stopped eating hot food entirely. Even super tard pain tolerance isn't limitless.
 
I don't wanna start another Clint bad dad discussion, but I'm still surprised he let Cobra just sit around with rotted out teeth. Maybe he didn't know the health risks? If he did, he should have been kicking Cobra up the ass all the way to the dentist.
After we got more details about their relationship, it's pretty clear Clint did A LOT for Cobes and pushed him hard for years about taking better care of himself. They constantly fought over Josh's drinking, dental hygiene, doing chores, managing money, drugs, etc. It is also pretty clear that if Josh didn't want to do something and someone (Clint) pushed him, that Josh would just dig his heels in.

At some point you have to pick your battles - Clint wasn't ever going to fix Josh, but most likely did what he thought Josh could reasonably accomplish and what wouldn't drive a wedge between them. If Clint pushes too hard, the next thing he tries to help Josh with will be significantly more difficult to get him to agree to.

It's also very clear that Clint cared about Josh. With the benefit of hindsight, I am sure Clint now wishes that he would have done a hundred more things on top of the thousand he already did to try and improve Josh's life. I'm also sure Clint will beat himself up over every little thing he could have done differently for the rest of his life and his teeth are probably one of those things.

TLDR - Raising a child is hard, raising THE gothic bad boy who can't reliably care for himself into his 30's is even more challenging. I am sure Clint did what he could, but still beats himself up over not doing more.

Edit: Love your videos, big homie.
 
I don't wanna start another Clint bad dad discussion, but I'm still surprised he let Cobra just sit around with rotted out teeth.
How was he meant to compel an adult who was capable of living on his own to do something he didn't want to do? He outright said the one time he and Cobes went toe-to-toe, Josh literally locked him out of the apartment, which seems weird, because I'd assume that Clint would always have a key to the abode, but it's not technically necessary that he did. Since Clint owned the trailer, he obviously would have had a key there.

The whole dynamic is weird, and there's this entire behind-the-scenes that we never knew about because Clint rightfully kept most of it off the the Internet, since people like your old buddy BogCron would use it to tease and taunt Cobes with in his clips of people taunting Josh from livestreams. Gods, imagine having to tell prospective employers about your mentally disabled adult son and his legion of detractors.
 
make sure to eat plenty of ghost food for cobes this "all hallow's eve" and protect the kiddos from fucking sickos
 
I'm gonna make a drink combo with something vile, I have a watermelon winecooler (I at least believe that's the american name for them. Alcoholic sodas) and I'll buy a genetic energy drink from lidl. What's a good halloween'y food hack? I'm not doing a bogrito regardless of how goth it is to eat live bugs.
We don't really do Halloween where I'm from so if I carve a pumpkin the few trick-or-treat'ers we have will come swarming to my dank cave, but a pumpkin carved with the visage of our lord would be funny.
 
I'm gonna make a drink combo with something vile, I have a watermelon winecooler (I at least believe that's the american name for them. Alcoholic sodas) and I'll buy a genetic energy drink from lidl. What's a good halloween'y food hack? I'm not doing a bogrito regardless of how goth it is to eat live bugs.
We don't really do Halloween where I'm from so if I carve a pumpkin the few trick-or-treat'ers we have will come swarming to my dank cave, but a pumpkin carved with the visage of our lord would be funny.
Take white chocolate and dye it neon green then cover a banana in it.

Also:
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My abridged poem for this Halloween, a ghostly reunion on the other side.

I call this The Dragon

Once upon a Casper twilight, streaming on Toobz, as I do each night,
Over many a curious volume of drink combos in my cup—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my trailer door.
“’Tis some door dasher,” I muttered, “tapping at my trailer door”
I scream as I drop my cup on the floor

And the sad, uncertain rustling of the IM NOT GAY sign
Which I put to remind trolls and sickos who come to my door;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
“’Tis some troll entreating entrance at my trailer door—
Some pedo sicko entreating entrance at my trailer door;—
Leave the everclear and back up.”

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
“Homeboy,” said I, “or Jessica get the fuck away from my trailer door;
But the fact is I was streaming, and dropped my only DRINK THAT I HAD,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my trailer door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you”—here I opened wide the door;—
Doordash there and nothing more.

Deep into that Arby’s peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, “Jessica?”
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, “Jessica!”—
In the air the smell of Wendy’s cunt.

Back into the trailer turning, asking Shon to keep my cig burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
“Surely,” said I, “surely that is something at my trailer window;
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore—
My cigarette fell and burned my hand so I screamed as before;—
“THIS IS SO FUCKED UP!!!”

Open here I flung the curtain, when, with many a fart and flutter,
In there stepped a bearded dragon that I’m sure I’ve seen before;
Not the least frozen made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, my Puff returned finally, chilling in front of my trailer door—
Perched upon a dust of cigarette butts just in front of my trailer door—
Chilling, the color of spring buttercup.

Then this retarded reptile made me smile my teeth so rotten,
Because trolls said I killed him but now I shall implore,
“Puff my dragon I knew I’d see you,” I said, “again one fine day,
Regardless of what the sickos and trolls might say—
Please join me again on our chair, perched on my shoulder as I fill my cup!”
Quoth the Dragon “TWU.”
 
There is just this....weird hole in my gut. And I don't know what to fill it with.

It's a bit parasocial, but I think we'd all gotten used to having Josh doing what Josh did- even near the end when he was just getting drunk and looping over stuff nobody cares about. The fact that he's gone- and isn't coming back is probably where you're at, emotionally. He was a presence for many, he was a comfort because whatever happened? Josh would be there saying stupid shit.

He wasn't some huge pervert, he was just a drunk who mostly kept to himself after people slowly destroyed the small world he had. As far as lolcows go, he was mostly self-destructive, which has a bit of purity to it- even if he did make Clint's life hell by proxy.
 
What's a good halloween'y food hack?
Curdled Brain cocktail, since the watermelon wine cooler and energy drink is weak, chuck in some vodka, top with Bailey's Irish Cream, wait for it to curdle, chuck in a shot of grenadine or some other red syrup.

Variant of the Brain Hemorrhage Halloween favorite.
 
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