Hi ya doing?
My name is Fred, and I hate my life
For starters: my car hates me. It had two flat tires, a broken panel for the gas container, two broken headlights, a cracked windshield, a busted side mirror....and a partridge in a pear tree.
I really wanna blow that fucker up. In fact, forget blowing it up. If it was physically possible to rape an automobile, and have it go through the pain, frustration and anguish that it put me through this past year, then I'll be more than happy to lube up. Should be easy to rape a car. There's so many holes to chose from.
Secondly, I'm officially done with the Hopefuls group. It used to be soo fucking awesome then this influx of whiny, bitchy, self-absorbed, thick-headed narcissistic bitches started clogging up the threads with their asinine personalties and shitty sets.
And the fucked up part: Most of them want to be a SG SOOOOO BAAAADD! Like they gave a blood oath and sacrificed a goat to become one. What do they think is gonna happen once they go pink? They think the heavens will open and big bewbed angels will descend down carrying banners saying "Congratulations" while circus elephants march down the streets on two legs and doing cartwheels from time to time and monkeys will appearing out of nowhere and start rapping--yes! rapping! I didn't know monkeys can rap did ya. And while the monkeys are rapping some old school shit(like the "Symphony" w/ Marly Marl, Masta Ace, Big Daddy Kane, Kool G Rap, etc.), a Bald Eagle swoops down and starts scratching records with crazy skills. Then giraffes will start moshing with the gorrillas and tigers will start break dancing in the middle of the streets....and then Chuck Norris will appear. And that's when things really get weird.
Anywhoo.
Jan 22 will be the anniversary of the public suicide of R. Budd Dwyer. Hence the new profile pic. Anyway, for your sick enjoyment, here's the incident in question.
WARNING: This shit is real. Not a recreation. If you're easily offended then don't watch it. Seriously, I don't want any of you motherfuckers talking about why u showed that because I already warned you
My name is Fred, and I hate my life
For starters: my car hates me. It had two flat tires, a broken panel for the gas container, two broken headlights, a cracked windshield, a busted side mirror....and a partridge in a pear tree.
I really wanna blow that fucker up. In fact, forget blowing it up. If it was physically possible to rape an automobile, and have it go through the pain, frustration and anguish that it put me through this past year, then I'll be more than happy to lube up. Should be easy to rape a car. There's so many holes to chose from.
Secondly, I'm officially done with the Hopefuls group. It used to be soo fucking awesome then this influx of whiny, bitchy, self-absorbed, thick-headed narcissistic bitches started clogging up the threads with their asinine personalties and shitty sets.
And the fucked up part: Most of them want to be a SG SOOOOO BAAAADD! Like they gave a blood oath and sacrificed a goat to become one. What do they think is gonna happen once they go pink? They think the heavens will open and big bewbed angels will descend down carrying banners saying "Congratulations" while circus elephants march down the streets on two legs and doing cartwheels from time to time and monkeys will appearing out of nowhere and start rapping--yes! rapping! I didn't know monkeys can rap did ya. And while the monkeys are rapping some old school shit(like the "Symphony" w/ Marly Marl, Masta Ace, Big Daddy Kane, Kool G Rap, etc.), a Bald Eagle swoops down and starts scratching records with crazy skills. Then giraffes will start moshing with the gorrillas and tigers will start break dancing in the middle of the streets....and then Chuck Norris will appear. And that's when things really get weird.
Anywhoo.
Jan 22 will be the anniversary of the public suicide of R. Budd Dwyer. Hence the new profile pic. Anyway, for your sick enjoyment, here's the incident in question.
WARNING: This shit is real. Not a recreation. If you're easily offended then don't watch it. Seriously, I don't want any of you motherfuckers talking about why u showed that because I already warned you
Fucked ain't it?
Oh and Martin Luther King Jr's holiday is tomorrow and I don't have a day off from work. OK. Way to treat one of the fathers of the Civil Rights Movement with some respect. Plus, I know I'm gonna hungover so I might as well take a day off. Eh, I might have to use a vacation day instead. I dunno.
Freddy Out!!!
PS. I found another fucked picture from a while ago. Props to the Rigor Mortis Group for exposing me to this.
It's of a suicide. The lady left her fiance wrote a suicide note and jumped from the 86th floor of the Empire State Building. Fucking sad.
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It I could do in one lifetime what the dude does in like, 3 months