But first, spambots. You cheap motherfuckers.
Fuck you, spambots. I’ve honest to God had it. I’m sick of your Viagra spots and short suggestive messages telling me to check out this “hot chick” while she “fondles her puppy” – a prospect which makes little sense unless it taken at face value. I’m sick of being asked to look at “Nude Totally Spies Cartoons” because honestly, I’m not enough of a pedophile to spank it to those 16 year old cunts—if I was, I PROBABLY wouldn’t have the job I do now. I’m sick of looking at my Akismet inbox and seeing thousand of fucking messages, I’m sick of checking the comment moderation queue and finding nothing but garbage, and I’m REALLY fucking sick of the newest lame spambot attack: registering as new users from the questionable domain of “mail.ru.” Trust me dickholes, you’re not fooling anyone. `
I’ve had it, I’m done being nice. I’m going to start collecting e-mail addresses and IPs. I’ll track down the owners of the motherfucking bots and start mailing dildos used by Brazilian hookers with AIDS. Personally I hope there’s a local one so I can jam it down their throat myself and giggle with glee.
I noticed recently that my “FUCK BURGER KING” in big, bold letters has garnered some attention on Google. I get a large amount of hits by people putting in that exact phrase. Kudos, you’ve reached the perfect place to start your rally against the mass of faggotry that is Burger King. Before the bad food, the shitty kids toys, and the ever-growing amount of employees that speak almost no English comes the big guy himself: that fuckface in the King mask. I hate Burger King’s mascot. He’s a dancing jerkwad with a moronic grin on his face. If he actually had a functional mouth and took one bite of the sweaty cow-ass burger known as the Whopper… well, I’m just very sure that he wouldn’t be the mascot of Burger King. In fact, I think he’d kick that blubbery fuck Jared off the Subway commercials and take on the spots himself by doing nothing but bending over famous ice skaters and pounding them right in the poopshoot.
Man, I’d eat Subway every day if Jared had the balls to do that. Think of the awesome message: eat Subway and I, Jared, will fuck this girl in the ass in front of you. Admittedly I wouldn’t be in it for the anal penetration, but the idea is pretty fun.
I’m off-topic now though.