AWWW FRIG, I TOTALLY JUST BUSTED A BRAND NEW PAIR OF HEADPHONES AND HOW IT HAPPENED WASN’T EVEN HUMOROUS AND OR ADVENTUROUS ENOUGH FOR THE BREAKAGE TO BE WORTH IT. WELL THAT’S JUST SHIT.
SO IT’S TUESDAY AND ANYONE WHO, AT THIS POINT, DOESN’T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS SHOULD REALLY JUST HANG THEIR HEAD IN SHAME AND GTFO HARDCORE STYLE. YOUR EPIC FAIL IS GROSSTASTIC AND NEEDS TO BE REMOVED FROM THE PRESENCE OF ALL THE SPARKLING CRACKSTERS HERE.
NONETHELESS, HERE BE THE LAW:
- EVERY SINGLE WORD WRITTEN IN THE COMMUNITY TODAY IS WRITTEN IN CAPS
- THIS INCLUDES: ALL COMMENTS, REPLIES, QUESTIONS, CURIOSITIES, FACTUAL STATEMENTS, LYING STATEMENTS, HECKLING, ONLINE LOVING (I KNOW SOME OF YOU ARE DIRTY LIKE THAT, DON’T DENY IT), ALONG WITH ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN. HENCE: EVERY AND ALL
- THE ONE MINOR EXCEPTION IS ANY FIC POSTED TODAY. SAID FIC (YOU ARE AWESOME SAUCE IS YOU POST CRACKFIC! WOOT WOOT!) MAY REMAIN IN NORMAL BORING FORMAT ALTHOUGH IT SHOULD BE PLACED BEHIND A BIG SEXY FONT CUT.
CAN EVERYONE KEEP UP? I HOPE SO. WE EAT OUR YOUNG HERE. SO DON’T THINK YOU FALL BEHIND STRAGGLERS WILL GET MUCH BETTER TREATMENT.
SPEAKING OF - I DEMAND THAT ALL OF YOU SEE YOURSELF OVER TO THE
CRACKTASTICNESS OF ELVIS AS WELL AS THE
THE PUNKSTER’S LATEST.
NORMALLY THIS IS A PLACE FOR ALL SORTS OF GLEE AND OR BITCHFEST. BUT I THINK TODAY’S IS GOING TO BE BITCHFEST ONLY AS I HAVE THE BIGGEST GLEE ANYONE COULD POSSIBLY HAVE: I SHALL BE IN TEXAS BY THE END OF THE WEEK. WOOT, WOOT, BB! THERE’S NOTHING AT ALL THAT TOPS THAT, NOT ONE SINGLE THING. NOT EVEN HAVING A BABY. UNLESS, MAYBE, YOU HAD THAT BABY IN TEXAS. THAT WOULD BE ONE AWESOME THING. BUT IF YOU’VE HAD A BABY IN THE LAST WEEK AND ARE NOW FLOATING AROUND ON THE INTERNET TO TELL US ABOUT IT? WELL YOUR PARENTING SKILLS ALREADY SUCK SO HARD THAT ALL AWESOMENESS GAINED BY GIVING BIRTH IN THE LONE STAR STATE IS THUS CANCELED BY THE EPICNESS OF YOUR FAILUREDOM (AND THE TEXANS WILL PROPTLY KICK YOU BACK TO WHATEVER CRAP ASS LOCATION YOU CAME FROM). SO WE’LL BE ALL BITCHBITCHBITCH THIS WEEK INSTEAD.
AS THE ARTIST FORMALLY KNOWN AS JINKIES PROCLAIMED: “IT’S LIKE THE BIRTH OF VENUS, BUT INSTEAD OF BEING ON A SHELL, SHE’S EMERGING FROM A WOMB OF COTTON CANDY, HAVING JUST LOST A FIGHT WITH A CRIMPING IRON. OMGWTF” TRUFAX, Y/Y? TERRIFYINGLY ALMOST AWESOME, Y/Y? (P TO THE ESS: I AM TOTES TRYING TO STEAL THE ADDRESS OFF THAT SHIPPING LABEL. MOTHER FUCKIN' STALKER, BBZ.)
DISCUSS.
OH ALRIGHT. YOU CAN HAVE YOUR FREAKIN’ MOMENTS OF GLEE IN THIS POST TOO. JUST DON’T EXPECT ME TO BE MORE EXCITED ABOUT YOUR SHIT THAN I AM MY OWN, SINCE IT’S THE MOST EPIC, AWESOMEEST, FANTABULOUS OF ALL.