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Friday, July 10
I LEARN A LOT ON THE INTERNET
According to 95% of people who publicly comment on news website reports (Re: Obama coverage), President Obama is a nigger whose birth certificate is missing and whose wife is the monkey answer to his Kool-Aid sucking, chimpanzee self.
Did you hear about President Obama? He was with that French cocksucking faggot the other day, checking out underage poon on the steps. And did you hear about what happened after? Yeah, apparently they DP'd her while the girl was sucking off the strap-on Michelle Obama was wearing! He is such a bad, bad president.
I've thought long and hard about what really makes me ticked off. It's good to evaluate what irks you so that you know how to sustain really mean comments (i.e., the truth) from public scrutiny.
And I've figured it out.
Nothing--and I mean nothing--will ruin my day more than someone who starts a sentence with, "They say that..."
I'm always wondering who the fuck "they" is, and 99% of the time, I never get an answer.
Or, worse is when someone in a group setting says something you absolutely know is not in anyway remotely true/possible, and just because you're a nice guy who doesn't want to kill the mood, you just say, "Oh, really? No way!" And, in your mind, you're thinking, "WTF I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU'RE MAKING THIS SHIT UP RIGHT NOW."
I'd rather revoke the 19th amendment.
Google it, bitch.