The following is a myspace message volley I've had with
this guy.
who sent me a friend request two days ago. (I beg you to go to his page. Its pretty awesome.)
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Me (upon receiving the friend request and looking at his page first): your page (and by extension you because myspace is LIFE) makes me want to vomit blood. you disgust me. on the off chance that your page is entirely a parody of club scene people, well done.
Him: fuck u 2 bitch
Me: great comeback there. my question is, why send me a friend request at all? clearly i'm the opposite of everything you like.
Him: umm i use a programm that just sends out friend requests trust me i would never ask an ugly person 2 b my friend i use the programm cuz people buy my page off of me all the time ok so fuck off
Me:
1. Learn to type like a person who speaks English. "internet jargon" is not a language.
2. "program" only has one "m" in it.
3. So, you make friends automatically? Thats kind of pathetic. No one who leaves comments for you actually knows just what kind of douchebag you are.
4. "people buy my page off of me all the time" what the fuck does that mean? People would actually copy your shitty pixelated designs? Get some higher resolution gifs if you want your page to actually look good.
5. How old are you? "I don't like you cause you're ugly" is something a 5 year old would say.
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Clearly, he is the epitome of all greatness. And we should bow down to the almighty "GQ". And he thinks I'm ugly. I have nothing left to live for now. I will go and lay my head down to die of shame.
Addendum: I have no objection to those who frequent clubs. I do have an objection to douchebags like this. He is the very reason I don't go to clubs.