I've made it well known how much I can't stand reality T.V. and the worthless human beings that it makes famous. But out of all the trash and human filth that has been put on T.V. for people to see, the person I can't stand the most is Tila Tequila. Why the fuck this woman was famous in the first place is beyond me. Whoa, she had the most friends ever on myspace. That's on par with having the most emerald-dragon-magical however many fuck points it takes to make you invincible in dungeons and dragons. Nobody who has actual real human friends gives a fuck about either of these things.
So when I heard this over the weekend, I was extremely overjoyed. Now I'm not condoning hitting or choke-slamming a woman by any means, but I am condoning hitting and choke-slamming Tila Tequila. If you were gonna ask me a week ago who I would choose to beat the snot out of Tila Tequila, I could not have picked a better choice than a roided out NFL linebacker. So hats off to you Mr. Merriman, you sir are a truly great American. Now I'm just waiting for that strain of Super AIDS to hit the cast of The Hills and this will be the greatest week of my life.
Actually there was that week that I had sex with a real live woman, defeated Al-Qaeda, and got voted people magazines sexiest man alive. So this would actually be like the second best week of my life, still pretty good week though.
Welcome, and GO FUCK YOURSELF
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If you're reading this because you're looking for some political or social commentary on what it means to be living in the time of the death of the American Dream, somehow you have been misguided. I'm just gonna tell you about what pisses me off in-between jerk-off sessions, drinking and naps. Sorry.
This is as far as you want to go.
For those of you still reading, you may or may not agree with everything I have to say here, but guess what that's why I'm writing it and not you.
Check back daily and I may or may not have updated, depending on how drunk or pissed I may be at any one time.
If you're reading this because you're looking for some political or social commentary on what it means to be living in the time of the death of the American Dream, somehow you have been misguided. I'm just gonna tell you about what pisses me off in-between jerk-off sessions, drinking and naps. Sorry.