Saturday, March 7, 2009

Chu N Brock




*http://www.aprilwinchell.com/media/audio/OBAMA_IGNORANT.mp3
**http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=101580500

5 comments:

The_Scum said...

Furst!

To jump on board the Hate™.

Bongo bongo them both to death!

D said...

Scum -

You be ridin the Hate Train (tm).

yo mini refrigator is still in my bedroom im not go ever get rid of it

-Bongo

note: not really in Vegas, but still plenty weird

Lavi D. said...

Source of the "refrigerator" comment.

Read the comments until you get to this:

Who the fuck r u. Tamika and how the fuck was u with him and he was with me. U better get yo mind right bitch b4 yo mama b wearing yo face on a shirt.

However far you go after that is up to you - I stopped at:

You are all morons.

This thread is a true measure of the ubiquity of the internet.

D said...

The Man smiles when oppressing the little people. Even people with mojo.

The_Scum said...

"I was that fine light skin ass bitch sitting in the back"

I'm in lurve wif da Tamika.

"educated says:
You are all morons.

Posted On: Wednesday, Mar. 4 2009 @ 11:01AM "

Is this D?

Motherfucker, these two posts are funny.

Post 1:Anomus, Why u preachin down on us. U aint specal. Why u evan hear. U best be steppin silver spoon haven motherfucker!!

Post 2 the translation:Anonymous2: Why are you insulting me and the other posters? We are all people, and just come from different backgrounds. Do you have a good reason to be on this blog or do you just like to insult others? Please leave us alone you wealthy, educated motherfucker.

Christ that article has hilarious comments.


Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas ... with the music at top volume and at least a pint of ether.

-Hunter S. Thompson


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That, and the occasional ranting about nothing in particular.