I GO BOOM
Annual (er whatever) LOOSE CANNON EXTRAORDINAIRE-CADABRA, by Miss Behavior:
ONE:
MOVIES WITH FAT SUITS:seriously-- NO! stop and stop figgin watching them. please. please stop if you care about yourself at all. and shame on gwenth.
TWO:
BLOGS: blogs suck, you KNOW what i mean. like anyone gives a shit what you do during your day. no one cares about your thoughts that you have during your boring day either. if they did, you would have friends, and not have to exploit your boring dribble on the internet. no ones cares. why do you think they do? no one does, not ONE person. go make some friends. seriously.
THREE:
DENTISTS: need i say more? (holla)
FOUR:
MARRIAGE: what the hell are you people thinking? no marriage. none. if you are under the age of 34, right now, and you are thinking about getting married, stop. dead in your tracks, stop. everyone who is married in their twenties is S U F F E R I N G.
FIVE:
ASSHOLES: if you are an asshole, I, Miss Behavior, have a porblem with YOU. why the hell do you think ANYONE wants to tlak about Georgie W? no one does. give it up. and why do you think ANYONE wants to hear about you and your fantastic one-upper stories-- go wirte on your blog that no one reads. you have no friends. and one more thing: if you are a person who lives in any state in the USA that is above the latitude of the northern border of Georgia-- shut the F up about winter: everyone already knows it's cold, it's WINTER (that's what it's like you nincompoop). if you don't like it, go to hell.
AND POSTSCRIPT:
To Leonard Cohen Fans: don't be so friggin twirpy as to question LisaBot representatives as to 'what about this one?' and 'what about that one?'... ALL OF LEONARD COHEN. now take it like a man. and those you (and the ARE more one)...
g i v e i t u p.... oh boohoo.
babies.
ONE:
MOVIES WITH FAT SUITS:seriously-- NO! stop and stop figgin watching them. please. please stop if you care about yourself at all. and shame on gwenth.
TWO:
BLOGS: blogs suck, you KNOW what i mean. like anyone gives a shit what you do during your day. no one cares about your thoughts that you have during your boring day either. if they did, you would have friends, and not have to exploit your boring dribble on the internet. no ones cares. why do you think they do? no one does, not ONE person. go make some friends. seriously.
THREE:
DENTISTS: need i say more? (holla)
FOUR:
MARRIAGE: what the hell are you people thinking? no marriage. none. if you are under the age of 34, right now, and you are thinking about getting married, stop. dead in your tracks, stop. everyone who is married in their twenties is S U F F E R I N G.
FIVE:
ASSHOLES: if you are an asshole, I, Miss Behavior, have a porblem with YOU. why the hell do you think ANYONE wants to tlak about Georgie W? no one does. give it up. and why do you think ANYONE wants to hear about you and your fantastic one-upper stories-- go wirte on your blog that no one reads. you have no friends. and one more thing: if you are a person who lives in any state in the USA that is above the latitude of the northern border of Georgia-- shut the F up about winter: everyone already knows it's cold, it's WINTER (that's what it's like you nincompoop). if you don't like it, go to hell.
AND POSTSCRIPT:
To Leonard Cohen Fans: don't be so friggin twirpy as to question LisaBot representatives as to 'what about this one?' and 'what about that one?'... ALL OF LEONARD COHEN. now take it like a man. and those you (and the ARE more one)...
g i v e i t u p.... oh boohoo.
babies.
posted by lisabot at 6:39 PM
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