disturbingimage : Assbook

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Nickname  : disturbingimage   
Subject   : Assbook 
Date      : 0000-00-00 00:00:00 CST
Story ID  : 23244
Time Spent: 03:41
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Last seen : 2010-09-02 23:24:34




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Yeah. Everybody wants me to get on facebook. Or Tweet at each other or join myspace and post pictures of us hugging and laughing with our titties hanging out and blog about every single mundane moment in our tedious lives for the whole fucking world to ignore. 
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
Balls. 
I hate facebook and tweeter or myspace and blogs and all that bullshit. And those pricks that have the little bluetooth thing stuck to the side of their heads all the time. I want to rip that goofy little shit off their ears and cram it up their asses. Everybody parading around blogging on their iphone what flavor frappacino they're drinking while talking on their bluetooths to other empty-headed assmunches. 
And then i said Blah blah blah and they said Blah Blah Blah and i was like Blah? Well, Blah Blah Blah!
Jesus. Who gives a fucking fuck fuck??? 
People are so fucking shallow now that it's disgusting. They think the whole goddamn world revolves around them. (when actually it revolves around me) 
Oh wait, If I don't have my cellphone, I'll goddamn die! Look! It can tell you where you are with satilite tracking! It shows where the nearest starbucks, target, wal-mart, chilis, citi-bank, mcdonalds are to me everywhere I ever go so I'll never get lost again!!!
Yeah? Ever think that maybe.... oh... just maybe... that shit isn't built into the phone so you can find things, it's so your dumb ass can be FOUND? 
Surrender Control, independence. Why have to know your own way around or explore the world on your own. Nope. Just bow down to the phone and follow blindly as it leads you to everything you'll ever need!
Suckka Asses. 
I still use two cups with a string myself for communication.
And for my GPS I just ask hookers for directions. 
DI

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