Whatever piece of shit that sold the ads that are making this whole site unreadable.
Whoever you are, go fuck yourself.
Go on, motherfucker, go fuck yourself.
We're waiting...
I must have seen Erin and Margo and their goddamn drugs about a billion times this morning.
I'm starting to hope they both lose their hands and feet in some freak meat grinder accident.
Clearly the accelerometer in my phone only exists to detect when I've thrown it down in disgust and walked away, now it can load whatever I was trying to look at.
Lately I've noticed they keep trying to group around me. I don't like it. I don't want to be in your fucking group. This isn't nascar and you fuckers don't need to be closed up all around me.
I hate having to drive like a complete asshole and floor it to get around 8 fucksticks that can't be bothered to go. Bhey'd clearly rather
Trying to work your way around some fucking asshole for 20 minutes, then when you're just about to get around them they shove in front of you. Sometimes they turn off, as if their job of wasting your time has now ended. Fuck 'em either way.
Is there a fucking psoriasis epidemic I don't know about in this country? Cause there aren't enough ads for this shit already, I just saw another new one. I dunno wtf for, as soon as I realized, I muted that shit and went for more coffee.
I wanted to mention the "hood ornament duet" and how it's probably the stupidest fucking thing I've seen in years, but y'all seem to have noticed already.
I guess instead I'll mention the perpetually irritating spectrum lady and her fake-ass talk show, which likely doesn't apply to any of you.
Goddammit, it's a box of shit. These fucking assholes are having a conversation with a box of shit. An anthropomorphic box of shit walked up to them, and just randomly struck up a conversation, and they're just fine with that.
"Hi! I'm an anthropomorphic talking box of shit, and I'd like to have a conversation about your health."
"Tell me more!"
Fuck you.
So I should blame the collective consciousness and my part within it?
Maybe.
In that particular case it was alec baldwins fake spanish wife. I had to tell it to shut up for 5 or 6 days on that one. I never clicked a link. I don't care. It was the fact it seemed to think I should care for some reason. That's what really annoyed the piss out of me there.
Google and it's fucking news feed, and the way it always says "Got it! No more about "x"!
Its a lie. Tomorrow it will try to tell me about "x" again. Maybe it'll only be an hour. Probably more like 5 minutes.
When I was a kid there was a show called "wildest police chases". Hosted by some retired sheriff, who was no doubt an asshole. I even remember his voice just sounded like an asshole, but I digress.
Occasionally they would show a guy on a motorcycle making a run for it. As I recall, it never ended well for the guy on the motorcycle.
In my fantasy, it's one of those stupid motaurs. It flies by doing about 130 mph erratically as shit, crashes into a semi hauling gasoline, and bursts into flames. This isn't gonna end well for the motaur.
Hi, I'm Deamerxt, and my favorite thing about chikfila's nuggets are when they leave them in the fryer too long and they catch fire. Then flaming oil spills out all over the floor and the walls go up, followed by the kitchen, the registers, and the dining area. The parking lot gets all melty and the cars in it get crunchy. That always makes my day. I hope it can make yours too!
I don't like Anna Kendrick. Her head is way too big for her body, and something about it just irritates the hell out of me. She looks like a goddamn pez dispenser of herself.
This stupid insurance cunt rolling down the street wrapped up in blankets and shit clearly needs her face (and that idiotic smirk) smashed in by a pair of nunchucks made from bicycle seatposts.
Chickfila can just go straight to hell and suck satan's cock.
Lilly from at&t needs to lose the pants or fuck off.