Friday, December 26th, 2008

And just because I’m slow,

note the new link to breda on the sidebar. Sorry, Ma’am, I’ve been meaning to put that there a while. Anyone who links to me that I haven’t returned the favor, by all means post and I’ll get alink up.

First off, before Billy receives his brand new, designer asshole…

Roberta, you’re hot, and not just in that sister of my childhood friend who I used to spy on naked while angrily aggravating my Cumulative Trauma Disorder (CTD, as in, look it up, douchebag), either.

Okay, onto little billy blastoff. A classic case of that spoiled little shitbird, you know, the one we’ve all met at least once in our lives.

Hi Billy! I respect you. Honestly, I do. I mean, you’re what, 55-60 years old, still sporting a ponytail, does the wannabe prison code chickenshit, and yaks guitars all day long. Well, at least we know where we can get some really good shit from now, don’t we? Okay, ya got me. I have more respect for Barney Frank than I do for you. At least Barney admits he’s chugs cock.
Hey, why don’t you have comments on your page? Scared of something? Were you punked in county? How many times? Now I haven’t bothered to skim through your entire page, but what about the prison tats? Come on! Tough guys like you who weigh all of a buck-fifty, soaking wet with five dollars of change in your pockets always have really cool prison tats!

And dude… the pic of you riding the lawnboy? Fucking awesome! If that doen’t get you laid, nothing will. Talk about the first thing I’ll toss out if I ever break down and get a website. Can you seriously picture all the tang that’ll be chasing me if I toss out a pic like that? Of course, you’re probably beating the dirty legs off with a stick as I type.

Like I said, motherfucker. Barney Fucking Frank. You wanna play with the big boys, congrats, you’ve found em.

Oh Billy, you’re welcome.

Here’s one for the whiney fucktard, Billy Beck

Since Roberta (wisely) closed comments there, and since he asked a question, and since my toejams are more man than he’ll ever be:

Deal with the question. If you’re a rotten human being, then give me a good reason why I should treat you with respect or even blow my nose in your direction.

Whell, here’s the thing, you anencephalic brat: That’s called “being self effacing”. Something you wouldn’t understand. Not in a million years. Its a way of saying “people are jerks, and that includes me” Which of course, is true. Not ever more true, though, billy, than it is of you.

Trust me: Should you choose to “blow your nose” in my direction, you’d better bring your army of fucktards.

Which of course you and your buttboys won’t do, because like most anarchists, you’re too busy mouthing off and doing NOTHING to fix anything.

Piss up a rope, scumbag. You’ve been banned from website after website, one would think you’d eventually get the point: It’s YOU.

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