| You all suck |
3/11/2008 |
by Jon
Well, at 10 p.m. my web show went up and for the second week in a row no one was there. So I cancelled the mother fucker, you can all go fuck yourselves. Go, hang out with your girlfriends, pop out some babies and then 10 years from now as your marriages and lives are falling apart you can cry to the world like the millions before you asking “WHY, OH WHY DID THIS HAPPEN TO ME!” and then you can remember, “oh yeah, it’s because I’m a cliché pussy douche’ bag who never watched Jonny Wellingtons web show when I had the chance. Here are some more reasons why I hate you.
Gas Prices are near and soon will be $4 a gallon. Hating you is a lot more expensive, especially if I want to hate you to your face and have to travel. I don’t care what anyone says this government is corrupt and we are all fucked in our assholes. The only ones who believe in the system we have are the ones trapped by it so that if and when it does fall, they will be the first ones double stuffed by society’s giant dick. Our senators and leaders are, SURPRISE SURPRISE, paying for high class prostitutes JUST LIKE THEY DO IN THE MOVIES! 7 diamond prostitutes DO exist and I bet they are hot. Million bucks says this guy keeps his job and everyone moves on without a problem. God Bless New America! You didn’t watch my damn web show. All you had to do was go to the web site for 2 god damn minutes at a time of night when your cruising the internet for fun anyway, yet you ignore it and keep watching cleavage pics on youtube. Well asshole, let me suggest “polish busty’s” absolutely the best tits you will EVER EVER EVER see on the internet. You have a pretty girlfriend who wants to spend time with you. Fine, you’re better than me. You have a pretty person of the opposite sex who calls you, wants you to meet her family, wants to spend time with you! Notice how I left out sex, because in the end sex really doesn’t matter…to her… or you for that matter, men have moved on, it’s more about personality and finding someone you can really be compatible with…until you hit your middle ages and all hell breaks loose. But fuck it, I spend nights alone in my basement smoking pot and hosting a web show no one wants to see and you spend your nights with pussy. Fine, fuck it, I never liked you anyway. I make $12 an hour. It’s pathetic. We’re in a recession. I have a communications degree. My dad says he would hire me in a second if he ran a business. He doesn’t. I’m fucked. I can’t wait until the apocalypse, maybe the weight loss will actually come in handy then. I want to eat a nacho. But I can’t…and you can…so fuck you.
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