People hate me on Myspace because I'm opinionated.
I'm not fucking opinionated, I'm funny.
I make fun of conservatives, southerners, terrorists, imbiciles, and Bush (who is all four coincidentally).
I make fun of 16 year old girls who run off to Palestine to meet a 20 year old they fell in love with on Myspace.
I make fun of American Idol contestants to come out with those bulimic/illiterate/fat-kid stories to try to get back in the spotlight and maybe land a book deal.
Am I any better? Probably not, and I'll admit it. I've never videotaped myself wacking off though if that's what you mean. And I never find love on Myspace. SG I could maybe, because I know most of the people here aren't FBI agents or bored Canadians posing as sexy 20 year old girls who churn butter as a day job. BTW churning butter is the sexiest chore ever.
Does that mean I want my signifigant other or girlfriend to dress up as a milkmaid and give me handjobs? NO!
Is it sad that it's roughly 2AM on a Friday night and I'm at home in my room on the computer with a buzz wearing off yapping about how people hate me on Myspace? Sure! I should definately be flaunting the $500 I won at some high-end club in Philly.
Oh yea the "500" ends up being like 380 after taxes. And I don't get it for like 4-8 weeks. So I guess in time to buy books for Fall semester, eh?
I need to start a band up again. I miss being the greatest drummer in South Jersey. I miss playing in basements during the summer and seeing condensation pour off the pipes in the ceiling as kids jump around. Plus I miss having an excuse to shake it shake it.
I'm not fucking opinionated, I'm funny.
I make fun of conservatives, southerners, terrorists, imbiciles, and Bush (who is all four coincidentally).
I make fun of 16 year old girls who run off to Palestine to meet a 20 year old they fell in love with on Myspace.
I make fun of American Idol contestants to come out with those bulimic/illiterate/fat-kid stories to try to get back in the spotlight and maybe land a book deal.
Am I any better? Probably not, and I'll admit it. I've never videotaped myself wacking off though if that's what you mean. And I never find love on Myspace. SG I could maybe, because I know most of the people here aren't FBI agents or bored Canadians posing as sexy 20 year old girls who churn butter as a day job. BTW churning butter is the sexiest chore ever.
Does that mean I want my signifigant other or girlfriend to dress up as a milkmaid and give me handjobs? NO!
Is it sad that it's roughly 2AM on a Friday night and I'm at home in my room on the computer with a buzz wearing off yapping about how people hate me on Myspace? Sure! I should definately be flaunting the $500 I won at some high-end club in Philly.
Oh yea the "500" ends up being like 380 after taxes. And I don't get it for like 4-8 weeks. So I guess in time to buy books for Fall semester, eh?
I need to start a band up again. I miss being the greatest drummer in South Jersey. I miss playing in basements during the summer and seeing condensation pour off the pipes in the ceiling as kids jump around. Plus I miss having an excuse to shake it shake it.
