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What are you waiting for?
Sure, the guy was talented, even if he did like to fuck little boys. So what if his face was plastic and he was insane. I'm sure most of that was caused by the beatings and bonings his dad gave him. But why in the hell would LA spend between $2M and $4M of taxpayer dollars to have a funeral for him? That is total bullshit. LA is in the shitter. CA is in the shitter as a whole, but LA is really in the shitter. The entire LA County has massive financial troubles and some group of dickfucks think they should spend $4M on Jackson's funeral. What about fixing the streets? What about hiring more police and fire people? What about getting more school text books? God forbid the ignorant fucks in LA actually learn to read. Whatever group authorized that expenditure should be fired. Michael Jackson was not a public servant. He was not employed by the State or City. He is not "entitled" to a hero's burial. He was a mixed up, confused (albeit very talented), child molesting entertainer. That's it. Why in the hell do people stand for this complete and total waste of money when we have so many other problems? Oh yeah, I forgot - because most people are fucking idiots that would rather talk about that grand Jackson funeral than the problems that are crippling LA and CA.
I don't normally troll too many other blogs, but one caught my eye. Some little bitch crying about how people here don't care about her and, dammit, she is just going to throw a little tantrum and leave. I figure I'll post a very caring and sensitive message:
"For fucks sake, you are 22 and female - get out and go enjoy yourself. Go to a bar. Go to a club. Go meet some actual people and quit spending "so much time and money" on any retarded site. Maybe you don't have any legs and can't go dancing so you don't want to go out. At least move your wheelchair back and forth and maybe you can meet real friends. Maybe you have no arms and can't clap to your favorite band so you don't want to go out. Learn to fucking whistle. People will think you look like that Venus Di Milo statue and will dig it. Maybe you have no head, which really explains why you stay online all the time. In that case you are pretty much fucked. Log off and go outside. Go speak to someone without using your keyboard and mouse. Or don't and just quit your fucking whining when you haven't done the work to meet real people yet..."
The little skank only accepts replies from people with salutes. Well, I got your salute right here with this finger. What kind of dumbshit cries about how people won't talk to her, then limits their ability to engage in any form of conversation.
You see, the real problem with people who cry about not making friends online is they can't make friends offline, either. So they go online and cry about it, but they really don't want help, they just want drama. I got drama for you. Eat a bowl of jalapena peppers with your margaritas and wait for Dante's 9th ring of hell on your asshole. Now that is serious drama.
