Besides Everything, Whats Crocker Pissed About now? ... MySpace
Ok, ok, I know what your going to say this time around, "But Crocker you have a MySpace, what are you a hypocrite?" No Fuck
you, there are select parts of MySpace I would enjoy bitching about.
1st:: Tom is a stalker, don’t argue, I'm right, and you know it.
Next, about those bulletins, GOD DAMN FUCKING BULLETINS!, you know the ones I'm talking about, the "If you
don’t repost this in .00005 secs you will die of a tragic wombat accident" Yea, well if you don’t stop posting shit like
this in 0 secs you will die of a tragic Death-by-me-stabbing-you-in-the-chest-repeatedly accident. How’s that sound you
stupid piece of paranoid shit? Goddamn you people are fucking gullible as hell.
And that brings me to my second point, for all of you people who repost those bulletins with the, "If you repost this
tomorrow you will find your true love who will make out with you on the spot" Yea, well what if the next day your angry ex
comes up to you and fucking mutilates you, and as you lie there on the ground, slowly dieing, I will be there laughing at
your misfortune, for being a dumb fuck.
Speaking of dumbfucks, there are a lot of dumbfucks on MySpace, in fact, to save myself some time, I will simply say that
everyone in the world is fucking stupid.
And for all of you emotastic motherfuckers on MySpace that have nothing better to do than whine and cry about how your
girlfriend left you, or how your life sucks, how about you take some time to do something about it rather than waste
everyone else's time by making them read your MySpace.
So In conclusion, everyone just fuckoff, and step back to take a
good look at life, see how much everyone sucks, and go make a sandwich, and get on with life.
Crocker
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