Freakin Dumb.

Well, as promised. I am back. You know I don't Always bitch on this blog. But, after a time of getting my creative jucies flowing, here I am. Yeah, hold the freaking cheering. After a small time of looking through some other blogs, i have decided that my blog isn't the dumbest. First of let me just say our cat is a little dumbass. That little shithead is running around like she is on crack. She is cute and fuzzy and all that wonderfull crap but she is a pain in the arse. I am trying to write a that little cute ball of satan is just going nuts. I am about to perform a little exercism on that thing. Fuge it. So, about these blogs. I saw maybe one, no atleast one that caught my eye. Powerful words written. It took my soul out (yes even i have a soul) and made me feel what that person wrote, it was amazing. The rest, well, well, yeah, what in the fuggin world were these people thinking. I mean it is a scene for porno addicts and sci-fi whores who like to slap one out to a little Transformers, Trek, or 3000 leagues under the sea. I mean really. what it gods good name were they thinking. Oh and don't get me started on the anime. Little cartoons of asain girls going to town on a 12 dick monster. How in the fuck does that happen. And why in gods name are the always crying?(oh yeah act like you don't know what the hell I am talking about, and say he's sick. Yeah, well, if you haven't seen something like that before you will want to now.) Back to this. Crying only after the sex starts. See, how I see it is if there is a 12 dick monster I am not going to stay around to find out what they have in store. I am running my little anime ass out of there, and my crying starts when I see that monster. NE who, this crying, what is that about. Do we have some people out there that need some meds. Cause, obviously, they want to make little cartoon girls cry. Sick ass Bastards. I wonder who's mommy didn't love them. So other little shitogs,( shit and blogs put together if you didn't know) were these music ones. They were the little blogs of these weird ass people who play music with weird ass instruments. This one guy could teach you how to play music with a string, a can, and water. What the HELL. A whole blog about how he feels when he puts it in the warm water and watching that can roll over waves like the birds glide in the sky and all that bull shit. Last, but, sure not least the blogs that are about reality tv. Grab me the rope And i will do it right now. If I have to here from one more concerned person about what girl is going to go down on her step dad on hills(MTV) I will vomit out of my ass, until i bleed. No really though. Who cares about this shit. What about the real world(MTV) This year they are down under(AUSSY) the problem is, is that they are not 6ft down under. "They start being real." Oh, yeah. Real would be one of those girls weighing over 90 lbs. or those guys not being so apologetic. In the real world, someone gets VD, someone gets beat down, and no one will say sorry. And instead of americas next top model(CW), it would be Holy shit america you got fat. And the goal would be to see who's health insurance would pay for the tripple by-pass. But ne way gotta roll. Till, next time.