I’d build a building out of gold and crystal and pearls. Kind of like how the new 13 ghosts’ house was but fancier with actual gold.
Princess Mombi’s palace is awesome too. I would steal the mirror look.
I am taking donations starting now via cash sent to my apartment. Checks are accepted, too. (As long as you mail a photocopy of your Driver’s License with it.)
I was away for a bit but not I’m back. There are several new deliciously mean things to say and I’m ready.
We’ve got to spread the meanness and try and get more people to admit they have a bit of vicious in them. Let’s try and forward the link to this site to our friends and enemies. On a good day the site gets around 80 hits. Let’s try and get that to 200 this week. If you build it they will come, and they did. “They” being you. Now it’s time for more “they”.
Stop being selfish and greedy about the site and spread the mean.
Thanks and have a fast week to a slow weekend!
nICE gIRL
like Rescue Me piss me off to no end. Much of that show and shows like it are about (or at least promote) men treating women like shit, and getting respect from other men for it. Because (based on those shows) if you treat a woman like she’s just a piece of ass she will give you ass.
See clip—> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aq9Dgf42uPE
They also teach men that just because they have an outdoor type job they are macho and deserve extra credit. If that is the case than Smokey the Bear must be rolling in pussy.
Rustic macho outdoor type seeks hot ladies to be talked down to.
Not only that but these prick self-righteous assholes have these women all over them who take shit from them and look like a million bucks. Working man’s fantasy come true!
It’s like the shows promote all the shit I hate about the male sex.
But Dennis Leary is funny.
My “How This Programming Came About” Theory:
Did some redneck meet a TV exec. at a bar and say, “Hey you, girlie boy! You’re not a real man. You’re a suit. You got to scratch your balls then smell your hand like this. That’s what a MAN does.” Then the exec. tries it once to test his inner cavemanness, enjoys himself and feels all Fight Clubish. And thinks, “…yeah I’M A MAN! I should be able to chug beer until I puke and don’t clean it up, and pinch waitress’ asses, and call a woman who won’t let me sleep with her a bitch to her face.”
Then the exec. decides he will make millions if he produces a show that shows men that it’s ok to be a prick and they should be proud to scratch and sniff their balls in public. So he tells the other execs. and they connect the success of Fight Club (FYI- I’m a big F.C. fan.) and other machismo entertainment and decide to back it. Then this stream of programming began. Billions of working men, suits who want to be working men, and others praise the new kind of programing telling them it’s ok to be how they want and want what they want.
Turning back to that original exec. who met the redneck —–>The exec. who once scratched and sniffed is now sitting out on the beach outside his mansion in Palm Beach drinking a Strawberry Daiquiri starring at his newly manicured hands and thinking, “Thank you, stupid redneck. I hope you’re enjoying your Bud Lite and taco in your trailer.”
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