saddle sores
still here, still surfing the binter-net for pointless shit.
Re-downloaded kazaa like a royal shit, how long now before ads and spyware run amok in my poor hard drive. I have suffered enough ads, i am constantly bombarded with promises of free polyphonic ring tones, penis enlargement and bizzar pills to make my boobs fuller and softer. I still dont want to maintain an erection for an extra 50% of the time using only the finest tibetan herbs and spices, I still dont want to play online blackjack and win a possible gesquillion pounds and I certainly still dont want free hot ladyboy porn with added penises. Fucking adware.
Everyone loves the internet most of us rely on it for fast and efficient access to shopping, banking and a whole host of sick and twisted pornography but are some of us fucktards who cave and click these ads? somewhere in the world is there someone like me who's eyes have been constantly, digitally raped by images of smiling faces at some back alley highschool reunion party or harangued by the prospect of meeting true love on the net, so much that they would gladly pierce their face with white hot pokers covered with acid or click the wretched fucker and see what happens? The clickers are the people I hate. They keep the ads going with their stupid fucking thirst for pointless and useless nostalgia/trivia/gambling/and or sexual deviancy. PUSH THE BUTTON, DONT PUSH THE BUTTON, TRIP THE STATION CHANGE THE CHANNEL.
I shouldnt really huff and puff, afterall kazaa is a free and easy way to illegally download music by artists who's music is often to shit to buy. By having it I'm pointing a stiff upper lipped, british, middle finger into the eyes of the MAN and saying "kiss this you fucked up fucker and eat my japanese spotted whore toad you cunt!"..." and your fat and my dad could beat up your dad!" I am with the help of millions and millions of other mp3 blaggers, slowly but surely, killing music. It feels good to break the law in the comfort and safety of your own home doesnt it? It's so worth having your corneas ravaged by colourful ad boxes.
We could make a game. Like russian roulette only with internet popup ads. You have to wait till you have about fifty hundred of them on your screen (usually takes about ten seconds) then you have to see if you can close them all within a minute. Try it, it may bore you to death.
"Mr Wheestle, why are you crying?" - "because i've been sat here for ages and i'm bored and i'm popup blind.." - "you poor child here, click this and all your gambling/porn dreams will come true" - "really?" - "yes, it will even help you maintain a 12" erection for upto 24 hours and make your boobs at least 1 cup size larger!" - "WOW! kazaa popup fairy you sure are a glint of starshine in my otherwise bleak exsistence, I love you" - "i love you to Mr Wheestle, MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Re-downloaded kazaa like a royal shit, how long now before ads and spyware run amok in my poor hard drive. I have suffered enough ads, i am constantly bombarded with promises of free polyphonic ring tones, penis enlargement and bizzar pills to make my boobs fuller and softer. I still dont want to maintain an erection for an extra 50% of the time using only the finest tibetan herbs and spices, I still dont want to play online blackjack and win a possible gesquillion pounds and I certainly still dont want free hot ladyboy porn with added penises. Fucking adware.
Everyone loves the internet most of us rely on it for fast and efficient access to shopping, banking and a whole host of sick and twisted pornography but are some of us fucktards who cave and click these ads? somewhere in the world is there someone like me who's eyes have been constantly, digitally raped by images of smiling faces at some back alley highschool reunion party or harangued by the prospect of meeting true love on the net, so much that they would gladly pierce their face with white hot pokers covered with acid or click the wretched fucker and see what happens? The clickers are the people I hate. They keep the ads going with their stupid fucking thirst for pointless and useless nostalgia/trivia/gambling/and or sexual deviancy. PUSH THE BUTTON, DONT PUSH THE BUTTON, TRIP THE STATION CHANGE THE CHANNEL.
I shouldnt really huff and puff, afterall kazaa is a free and easy way to illegally download music by artists who's music is often to shit to buy. By having it I'm pointing a stiff upper lipped, british, middle finger into the eyes of the MAN and saying "kiss this you fucked up fucker and eat my japanese spotted whore toad you cunt!"..." and your fat and my dad could beat up your dad!" I am with the help of millions and millions of other mp3 blaggers, slowly but surely, killing music. It feels good to break the law in the comfort and safety of your own home doesnt it? It's so worth having your corneas ravaged by colourful ad boxes.
We could make a game. Like russian roulette only with internet popup ads. You have to wait till you have about fifty hundred of them on your screen (usually takes about ten seconds) then you have to see if you can close them all within a minute. Try it, it may bore you to death.
"Mr Wheestle, why are you crying?" - "because i've been sat here for ages and i'm bored and i'm popup blind.." - "you poor child here, click this and all your gambling/porn dreams will come true" - "really?" - "yes, it will even help you maintain a 12" erection for upto 24 hours and make your boobs at least 1 cup size larger!" - "WOW! kazaa popup fairy you sure are a glint of starshine in my otherwise bleak exsistence, I love you" - "i love you to Mr Wheestle, MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"