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V's blog: "New Rules"

created on 01/08/2008  |  http://fubar.com/new-rules/b176079

The New Rules!

I'm So Stressed! I'm not giving a fuck. In a world where we all get stressed out the second we leave the house, you being overwhelmed means little to the rest of us, ESPECIALLY ME. If your my friend, and you can't find more then a single sentence worth of subjects to discuss that don't revolve around your inability to handle your life, DO NOT EXPECT TO BE MY FRIEND FOR LONG. We all go through hard shit, and if I'm your friend, I'm gonna be there. But if all you go through is hard shit, if everything that has ever happened to you is just as stressful as the last thing, then it is not the instances that need fixing, it's you. You are fuckin broken, and I am not glue. Buying your dog an expensive sweater, just means that he's gonna get blood all over it when he tears out your fuckin throat. You. Yes, you. The one that dresses the dog in fucking sweaters and hats. Go fuck yourself. Seriously. The dog is covered in fur, and your putting clothes on it. I understand that the barren waste land you call your reproductive system has not allowed you to shoot out some smaller and even less educated version of yourself, but that does not mean you can make this poor, once dignified animal, look just the opposite. I'm not a big fan of dogs. Alot of the time, I want to kick them. Unless they're wearing a sweater. Then its the owner I want to kick. Got Milf? From now on, YOU can not call yourself a Milf. Like a blowjob, it is not something you can give yourself. You can only have it given to you. And I'm not talking about that guy who's the same age as you, and just recognizes that your someone he can settle for, and happens to have kids. It must be given to you by someone who is actually young enough to be your child. So if you really wanna use this over-blown phrase, Do us both a favor. Poll your childrens friends. Go to the mall and ask for votes. And keep the shit organized, Cause I will be asking for proof. *kisses his sweety where the sun dont shine* (This doesn't include between the ears) Having spent a lot more time in the chat rooms we refer to as lounges, I am almost sick and tired of seeing this half assed interaction known as "roleplaying." Just because you put an asterix before and after your idea, does not make it real. Just makes you real retarded. BLAST ME FOR NUDES!!! If your going to whore yourself out, Go to the corner. You can make actual money, and I dont have to be bothered with you. VIP: Very Important Pissant I dont give a shit if your name glows with the blood of a fetus and the hair of a unicorns twat, you are no better then me because you decided to pay for a free fuckin site. I get that it gets you more attention, and that's what you need most out of life, but the fact is some of you really do not warrant the attention. In fact, I'd like to find a way to make you invisible. Now that would be worth paying for. And as far as the ability to give 11's goes. Take a look around, how many of these people even warrant a 1? You can take it with you You can take your comments, your rates, your thumbs up, your fanning, and your fuckin invites, and you can take them with you to the bathroom, and use them as a suppository. Because your drooling only makes me ill. And if that means a good thing in some sort of slang, believe me, I dont mean it that way. I mean close to vomit. Which is what most of you have for a personality match Unless your falling on it, leave it out I'd say about 30% of fubar's population has one of those most pointless pictures ever. You know the one, with the babe, holding the knife, giving it a lick, acting sexy and dangerous. But in the meantime, looking like an emo kid with the wrong impression. Remember, You don't walk across the street, you walk up it. Least that might be an interesting pic. write poetry. shampoo crotch. Don't give a shit how sad and lonely you are, poetry is dead, and no amount of self mutilation via words is going to bring it back. Especially since no one has made mention of a poet since the first batch of 'em died. And speaking of that, check out history, see the way that most poets died. and then do us all a favor, and speedy up the process. Hi! I rated you an 11! Accept my request! Only if you accept mine first. Go fuck yourself. The reason why you have never seen "fan.rate.add" on my site, is cause I dont want you to. Same reason why I've never bought any of this attention seeking shit that you people covet so much. Cause I don't really give a shit who finds me. I'll probably wind up deleting 'em eventually anyway. But mooooom, I want it. If your not going to beat your children, Then let me. I do not want to go the store for smokes and soda, Just to hear your little bastard spawn of the fuckin devil bitch and moan about some piece o' fucking candy his already fat ass does not need! I'm in pain, walking slowly, and I've got en earful of "MOM! PLEASE! THE CANDY!" Let me ask you something you snot nosed little fuck, How are you going to eat that candy..After I break all of your fucking teeth out of your mouth? And There will be no fairy bringing you money. Just the promise of it happening again if I ever have to see you again. But, its a good idea, right? If I have to break down why what you have just expressed to me is probably the worst idea I've ever heard of, DO NOT ASK: "but its a good idea though rigt?, i mean, in theory?" WTF is that even supposed to mean? IN theory its a good idea, but in oh, I dont fuckin know, REALITY, it's not only a huge waste of fuckin time and effort EXPLAINING IT, but putting it into motion just might UPHEEVE the entire world in which we exist in(socially)to the point that it's surface will shimer like glass from the fires that raged for days!? Sometimes, An idea is just bad. Other times, Its just not possible. And then some times, Its the worst fucking thing anyone has ever evenn tried to think up, quite possibly on purpose. Train your brain to maintain, before you get slain. How's that for a fuckin rhyme, JACKASS. Why do i have to be that way? why cant I just be cool? Why do I have to be so mean? Why cant I understand? Why do I always have to be so cold? Why? Cause I'm Unsensitive. And I'm Racer Fucking Cool.
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