Friday, April 26, 2002

I want to start a lynch mob. We will be lynching vapid teenage MTV-raised girls with names like Amber, Pixie, and Noelle and using their overwhelmingly light pink clothes to mop up vomit. After our meeting where we lynch said people, we will enjoy cookies and punch in the Welcome Room. Oh yes, and the number one way to show that you are an insecure cocksucker who wants to suck cock upon that completely ambiguous clone Carson Daly is to end a declarative sentence with a question mark.

Don't Go Here

Bitch. Oh lord. This vapid teenage girl is a telemarketer for AOL. I HAVE FOUND THE GREAT SATAN! THE GREAT SATAN QUOTES MINDLESS SELF INDULGENCE OUT OF CONTEXT? BURN, MISCREANT! I need a quart of kerosine, three 2x4's, an axe, some vasoline, 10 nails, a screwdriver, and this girl. I will create a work of art.
She has the writing skill of a mentally deficient hamster. With leprosy.

Update: She seems to have removed some of the atrocities from her site. Oh well. She's still evil.