HELLO GOD: WHAT DO I DO NOW?? THEY THINK I'M AN ASSHOLE!!
THAT'S RIGHT, HE'S AN IDIOT. THIS WAS A QUICK PICTURE TAKEN BY ONE OF HIS AIDS WHILE HE WAS ON THE PHONE WITH "HIS" BOSS. APPARENTLY, EVEN "HIS"BOSS CALLED HIM AN ASSHOLE. AT WHAT POINT DO WE START TALKING ABOUT IMPEACHING THIS MONKEY FACE FOOL? WHEN GAS IS $6.00 A GALLON? MEANWHILE, HE'S GETTING RICHER AND RICHER AS DAYS GO BY. THIS IS YOUR FAULT!! YOU RIGHT-WING, BIBLE THUMPING, MID-WESTERN, ANTI ABORTION, 2ND AMENDMENT, AMERICANS. YOU!!!!! VOTED HIM IN TO OFFICE FOR A SECOND TERM!! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE???
posted by BO at 5:29 PM
4 Comments:
awesome blog man
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Yo Biscuit, in all seriousness, go to your blogger settings and activate word verification, that way nobody can leave you electronicly generated spam messages. heres the link.
http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=1203
Your post is a tedious, homogenised, chameleon-esque scribble which amounts to nothing more than the demented cacophonous racket of a drugged lunatic banging loudly on kitchen pots and pans. Clearly, you spend way too much time in darkened rooms in front of your seven-year-old computer turning a whiter shade of pale. Go outside once in a while and breathe, before your brain starts to rot from all that festering stagnation and cognitive dysfunction.
If your brain matter was axle grease, there wouldn't be enough in your head to grease the dynamo on a lightening bug's ass. Does your train of thought have a caboose? Have you ever noticed that whenever you sit behind a keyboard, some idiot starts typing? How true is Stanislaw J. Lec's famous remark: "Every now and then you meet someone whose ignorance is encyclopedic."
You are about as entertaining as a child's inflatable punching toy. You bop it, it springs back, you bop it again and you forget it ever existed. It slowly deflates in an unused corner, then one day you throw it away. Is there anything I need to know about you other than your a grungy social outcast? Maybe you wouldn't read like such a pathetic loser if you had enough brains to find water after falling down a well; if your weren't so fat that buildings bounce when you haul your Sumo Wrestler mass down the street.
Anyway, I'm not really good with fools, but a friend who is good with fools wrote something down for me. Oh, yeah, "Shut your cake-hole, stupid!"
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