Saturday, January 28, 2006


Ranty Boy

Hey ladies, if I have to look twice to see whether or not that teensy sparkling thing on your nose is a tiny little jeweled nose stud, or a piece of stray glitter, then it ain't working.

And all you women mortgage brokers and bank tellers; if it's now normal and acceptable to have those Spice Girl buttery chunk light streaks in your hair, then it's no wonder I see people with facial tattoos and giant stone piercings in their ears. Those primitives are just trying to stay ahead of the pack. When the bank tellers start sporting the facial tattoos, the primitives should gouge one of their own eyes out.

I saw a shirt today that said "Cancer Sucks". Ooooh, that's telling it. Fuck Sagittarius, too. Now REALLY go out on a limb and wear a shirt with a swastika with a slash through it.

And let's lose abbreviations as movie titles (T2, ID4, H2O, Mi:2, MIB, X-2) They sound like experimental aircraft, not movies.

Okay, back to your stations.

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Fuck off, Travis. How can a blog be "inquisitive". My blog asked you questions? Fucking spambots.
I was going to ask, do you even know this guy? It reads like a total blatant attempt at garnering more readers for his aparently "intersting" blog. So interesting that he has to fake reading somebody elses to put up a link. Weak.
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Dave, which bank has the hottest tellers?
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