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I kick ass. Period . Anywhere I am standing automatically becomes the best place on Earth. The sun rises because I need light. You are lucky to meet me .
Congratulations on learning how to apply photos via the sacred ‘img src’ tag, chumps. You’re missing one key thing: formatting. Because none of you retards seem to get it, it is width x height. Feel free to chop a few million pixels off a picture that is 1,000,000x300,000 so you don’t make an already slow loading, shitty profile take another day to load. It’s bad enough that 99% of the profiles here have no content, but you go and increase the load time exponentially, making me wait longer to find out that there is nothing on the page in question that is worth two squirts of my sacred piss. Oh, by the way, good job on killing my broadband feed and sweet computer with your ineptness, shitheads.
I am going to fucking gag if I see one more â€just showin sum luvXOXO†message on this site. Can you dipshits think of anything new that is less annoying? If you really “luv†the person, try not putting tacky shit all over their already lame page. And enough of the copy and paste bullshit graphics on peoples’ pages. Nothing says "I’m thinking of you" like putting stale, hackneyed, bullshit glitter graphics, that you got from someone else’s shit page, in a friend’s comment section. Generic sentiment doesn’t say anything other than “I am an unoriginal douche bagâ€.
Are you on MySpace to find the love of your life? If so, you’re an idiot. Seriously. If you believe the crap that people put in their profiles then you are mentally retarded. Do you know whose profile I saw earlier? Rasputin. And I am more willing to believe that the Russian mystic has an account than I am to believe some woman’s old, out-of-date photos and fabricated/embellished bio. Happy hunting, idiot.
Are you an ugly girl? Great, now go spend a fortune on tattoos and call yourself a “Suicide Girlâ€. Hot girls with tats are awesome. Ugly girls desperately trying to shoehorn themselves into a scene are lame. After you spend a fortune on ink try spending another 29 cents on a paper bag and cover your gross face. All the ink in the world doesn’t conceal the fact that you suck.
Your MySpace page is junk. You go to some lame CSS code generator and cram so much tacky shit into your page that you could bring Blue Gene/Q to a screeching fucking halt. I am not impressed with your copy and paste abilities, loser. Why don't you try using that bulky thing with all of those letters and numbers on it to spruce up your page? Yes, I am talking about your keyboard. Oh, because jamming six thousand random pictures, polls, astrological /personality statements, and other crap into your page is a much more effective means of conveying your personality. Tool.
I don't give a fuck about your shitty band. I have been in bands. I had fun with it. I didn't try to convince everyone that the new stuff was "going to blow your mind". Your music is not going to blow anyone's mind. It's just going to blow.
I don't want to see your modeling pictures. You're not as hot as you think. News flash: Guys are horny and will tell you that "u r hawt lol" because they want to fuck you, not because you have anything special. Just go back to being the third hottest waitress at Denny's and leave everyone alone.
And while we're at it, learn to spell. There is a difference between Leetspeak and your inability to spell. I know that your sweet $31,000.00 a year job may not require you to spell "probably" correctly, but your own desire to not look retarded should.
If you want to know anything else just ask. If you are lucky I will get back to you. One last thing:
