I hate Twitter. Like, with a passion! Sure, I have an account, but posting to the site is a total waste of time. Who the hell thinks that anyone else cares about what they are doing around the clock. Get the f*ck over yourself because you are not that important.
Oh, and you can follow Angry Ken on Twitter, but Angry Ken follows no one.
For a few weeks now I had been looking forward to the release of NASCAR 08 for the Xbox 360, only to have my dreams of unleashing my inner Ricky Bobby broken to pieces.
NASCAR 08 is worse than the Toyota Camry stock car. I’d almost rather go to a Fallout Boy concert than play this game. Almost.
From a visual standpoint the game is gorgeous. It almost looks like an actual NASCAR race on tv. Unfortunately, that’s where the positives end. This game is hard as hell! Add that you can’t play more than one player other than online is just a plain kick in the teeth. If I can’t send my buddies into the wall at 150 mph then what’s the point?
I thought NASCAR 08 would be totally blown. Instead, this game just plain blows.
What’s better than gummi bears, worms, alligators, etc.? Stale gummi bears, worms, alligators, etc. Oh that’s right. You know those big bins at the candy or grocery store? No one really knows how long the candy has been there. And no one cares. Especially me. I love when the gummies have sat out for a bit and are a little harder. I don’t know why. Maybe I’m just weird like that. But the stale gummies just taste better than fresh ones. Most of the time.
Gummi for your thoughts.
Living in Los Angeles is a real pain in the ass. Actually, living is exactly the problem. I can’t find an apartment because everyone here in an a$$hole. What is the reason for an apartment complex not allowing large dogs? What’s the damn difference between having a 40 pound dog and a larger one? WHAT DO THEY THINK A BIG DOG IS GOING TO DO!!? It’s g#&damn bullcrap! My roommate’s dog is one of the best behaved mutts I’ve ever seen, yet these a$$holes won’t allow him. WTF?! I can’t even count the number of cool apartments we’ve had to cross off because of this.
AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!
Traffic, no dogs allowed, and a$$holes are 3 reasons LA pisses me off. We’ll see what else comes along to add to this.
This is an actual comment left by a Hinder supporter on one of my posts.
HinderFan4Lyvfe says:
“U a nobdy who dont make musc at all!!!11 At least hinder got the clap ferm sum grooupie they took turns assfuckingg adn cuming on! UNLIkE YOU! UR 2 UGLY 4 dISESE RIDEN GROUPIES aDN BET YOU NEVER DRUNK URSELF N2 A COMA EITHER! HUH!?!?!?!?!?!??!”
I really don’t know if I should be insulted or complimented. I just know my points are even more valid regarding the suckitude of Hinder and friends.
Nobody likes commercials, especially me. But there is one advertisement campaign I have never been able to put up with. I’m talking about those ridiculously pointless Truth.org or Stand.org (or whatever it’s called) spots that are all over tv and even precede movies at the theater. They do less to send a message than they do to annoy viewers.
Let me first say that I am not a smoker. I don’t smoke cigarettes whatsoever and never will. But these commercials bug me just as much as anyone. I think the creators of this truth crap decided they were going to be as annoying as possible, yet have no point to what they were doing. Clever ways to inform people of the dangers of smoking? Not really. More just a waste of people’s time.
Their latest ad that seems to run about 37,000 times a day features a group of not so fit men with very hairy backs. Volunteers are applying some hair removal product to the furry guys as the loudmouth with the megaphone implies that the same chemicals found in the hair removal stuff are also found in cigarettes. Then all the men turn around and we see a letter on each one to spell out “CIGARETTES” while onlookers appear both confused and repulsed. WOW! What a powerful message!
I highly doubt that these ads have persuaded more than four people to quit smoking. People know the dangers of smoking by now, and it’s really up to themselves to stop or not. Some lame commercials from a bunch of hippies that probably smoke plenty of pot instead are not going to change anyone’s mind. In fact, they are probably convincing more people to start smoking than to stop. You think when this commercial comes on people aren’t saying,
“I’m going out for a smoke.”
They need to just get to the point that everybody already knows; that smoking is bad for you, plain and simple. If it meant getting rid of these stupid commercials, I just might take up smoking myself.
So I’ve been slacking. I am aware of this. But feel free to talk amongst yourselves until I get something new up. Don’t worry. I’ll have something new soon.
Just looking at this guy tells you he is a high ranking official in the parliament of d-bags. I mean, this guy gives tours of the d-bag history museum 3 days a week. And if the picture doesn’t have you convinced, just read what he has to say about his favorite band.
(I love Hinder’s music. The album Extreme Behavior is litterally the story of my life. I love the way the music can depress me and make me feel like it’s all still ok at the same time. I love to party and get fucked up and I guess I almost look at you guys as an extension of my own friends. THe same people doing the same thing. You all are there for me through your music and I appreciate that more then you know! You motherf*ckers rock!)
Done laughing yet? So the album is “literally” the story of his life. I bet it’s because he is so EXTREME in in his behavior right? Like he is always going all out and taking it to the limit. I do agree with him though. Hinder’s music is quite depressing, but knowing that they will someday die (probably of a self-induced drug overdose) makes me realize that it’s all going to be OK(Go!).
This young man has goals and ambition too! His hobbies include partying, getting fucked up, and wacking off to photos of Hinder in Blender magazine. Hinder even reminds him of his friends, because (I can only naturally assume) they also enjoy a good fucking up. Yes, the same people doing the same things; getting high, writing crappy music and contracting gonorreah while cheating on your already trashy girlfriend.
If this is truly the case, you need some new friends, dude. But as we all know, douchebags usually travel in packs, so looks like you’re stuck.
And yes, as long as you shell out money for overpriced concert tickets, posters, and other crappy merchandise, Hinder will be there for you “with their music”.
Who’s next?
Hinder is LAME! I am A.W.E.S.O.M.-O
There is a growing trend that needs to stop immediately: People that walk without looking in the direction they are traveling. All too often, people are doing this. Especially when going around corners or entering doors, when the victim of the inconsiderate party is all but helpless to react. A collision is almost always unavoidable.
The simple solution is this: “Watch where you’re going!”
We are all told this countless time when we are children. Obviously many of us did not take that advice to heart. So stop walking in one direction while turning around to talk to someone and continuing to head in that direction. This also goes for idiots who like to stop dead in their tracks when walking in a crowd, knowing damn well that people are behind them. The world does not revolve around you, asshole. You can also at least look like you are making an effort to cross the street at a pace that does not hold up society. The next time you jaywalk in front of my car, I will run your ghetto ass down and not think twice.
- Another thing that needs to stop immediately is the wearing of any clothing with the phrase “white boy” on it. You should not wear this, even if you are indeed a white male. It’s lame and it does not make you look cool. Just another classic example of d-bag attire.
Class dismissed.
