daytime bile

[mindseternity]

daytime tv is bad. it is that simple. they seem to be compeating to see who is the biggest freak. "and now, here is billy! he has feet coming out of his head, and he wants a makeover!" "maury, i just want to feel pretty." "well little billy, we've got some bad new for you. you are not the weirdest fuck we have one today! bobby, come on out! bobby, why don't you tell the folks watching why you are a sick fuck, and why we should help you." "well maury, since i want all this free stuff i have been promised to get if i come on this show. not only am i a morbidly obease midget, i am also a drag queen, and i look GOOD!" "well, bobby, we got a surprize for you. not only are you here to make you into a sexy man midget, but one of your ex-girlfriends wants you to take responcablity for your baby, so we are going to do a paternity test! Bula, come on out." "you worthless little midget, take care of your baby." "you's a hoe, bitch. tha' baby ain't my baby, maury." "well, we have the results right here! when it come to little bubba, bobby, you are NOT the father!" "that is right, bitch!" then bula runs off and maury goes to an ad break so that bula can be filmed 'back stage' crying here eyes out because she has already tested twenty other men to see who is the father of her baby, and she has run out of the men she had sex with that she knows the name of. too bad, bula, maybe one of the next ten times you come on the show, little bubba might find out who his father is. these shows are so worthless.
oh, and anyone who reads my journal sucks balls. my brother's balls. now eat it.