Friday, May 24, 2002


Hello, Jason Bunting. I don't like you. Basically put I don't give a fucking damn about spelling (As long as it looks sorta English-y), and as Ginrai said, i'm Scottish. West of Scotland infact, so that means I CAN turn 'you' into a plural and it makes sense so up ya you stupid retarded "Oh look at me and my super duper English knowledge blah blah blah, blah blah blah!" man! Also, my lack of good spelling can also be because I do not CARE! I do not care about this blog, i do not care about anything else! And I don't give one little damn what you think, and if you "question the value of bloggers as well" then why the hell are you reading this blog dammit!? Oh and guess fucking what? I have NO qualifications in English, so fuck you again bitch! Now i'm off to eat, so goodbye, please do not make any sort of contact with us again.

- Bren

Wednesday, May 22, 2002

Please Save The Children... Don't Go Here

God.

Just... yuck. Whoever you are, I have news for you: we don't care about your stupid problems. I'm struggling to get to a fucking plain Jane public university, and when I'm there, I might not even be able to pay for it. You think I give a fuck whether or not you get into Carnegie Mellon? I don't give a fuck if you wasted a lot of time applying to this brilliant, super expensive school or that brilliant, super expensive school. Some of us clawed our way up, spitting and bleeding just to get where we are. Some of us don't have the chance to go to a super expensive school and never will.

You think you got problems? Get back to us when your mother dies when you're 12 years old. Get back to us when one of your best friends dies just before finishing high school. Get back to us when some lunatic plots out a crazy ass way to set snipers in strategic positions at your community college, mowing down people left and right. Get back to us when you can't get a job, and can't afford to fix the brakes on your car and have to stop driving it. Get back to us when you're trapped in a simmering hellhole away from anything you've ever known and loved, and your only way out is a school that you hate almost as much as the town you're in.

Piss off, bitch.

Oh, I forgot to mention this in the last post. I also updated Dr. Katagai's Henshin Cyborg site (the Henshin Cyborg shrine available from the Shrines button on the main menu) with a whole new page of costumes. Enjoy!

Masterforce.org is updated again! YAY!

We got new stuff fresh off the grill! Hellbunny's first dream is... dreamy. We have a super duper comparison article ripping apart the differences between original God Ginrai, reissue God Ginrai, and Powermaster Optimus Prime! Top that off with a review of our trip to the latest Collector's Quest toy show in San Jose and some fiction and you got yourself a party! Enjoy!

Tuesday, May 21, 2002

Y'know... I'm getting tired of insane foreigners yelling at me in a language my computer can't even display.

Case in point:

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me: Huh? Can I help you with something?

And then he never said another thing. Thanks a lot, motherfucker.