Sometimes, when I'm bored, I go to to the mall and time myself to see how many times I can reload my Mach-10 uzzi's as I empty them into the crowd before the first SWAT Team arrives.
Anybody but one of those always present self-righteous arrogant pr*cks who repeatedly does shallow and pathetically transparent self-affirming things all day long to no end, like justifying their worthless existence via rambling profiles made up of redundant and overused redundant $50,000 words on the internet all day redundantly.
House Music, all night... Give me house music, all night... DJ play that house music...
Comedies like "American Psycho" and the re-released "Texas Chainsaw Massacre" always tickle my fancy....
The ones I'm on of course! COPS and "America's Most Wanted"... that computer animation of what I should look like now is WAY off! Where'd they dig up THAT program? It needs serious updating!
"Anthonys, The Unauthorized Autobiography: Here the real side we never wanted anyone to hear about mes."
Um, at first, I was totally gonna say Cher. But then I was all, duh! Madonna! Hello! That was so totally wicked close to being a LOSER move! I like, SO just busted me! Sorry Madonna! And like, call me, hello?