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I your blog.
It's terrible and bad.

I hate blog. You own a dog, and you feed it.
You post about it. I get to it.
Plus: five on the socks you bought
and thoughts on whether Nicole Ritchies: hot or not.
You got no to be typing, yet you persist.
Hit each key with your fist you punch out your top ten list
of all the things that happened in your life.
Number one: met Michael Jacksons wife.
two: got Curly on the Which Stooge Are You
Poll, as the GIF proves. for the link-through!
saw puppy pictures on a web page,
kittens in a nest egg. The gestated:
Why not up your own?
So you the account and yet I hope you don't
put the payments in on it every month they want,
then you'll disappear off the internet, haunt
just the Wayback Machine a ghost.
And I wont be like, How come you don't
I I won't.

I your blog.
It's incredibly and bad.

I hate your blog. recipe for vegan eggnog is stupid.
I and I booed it,
and then it, never made it once. Yes,
your blog roll is a of dunces.
It abuts less links in your posts.
that dance! I'm not engrossed.
I'm not opposed to collection of All Your Base pics,
but they're longer in the than a ninja flipping out doing face kicks.
Ill this nice:
if its hard to get to bed, your web will suffice
to me to slumber. I mumble impoliticly,
I tried not to click read more, but you me!
Want to the whole computer in the trash can
instead of reading about the constipation lately and ass plans
that you to contemplate.
You thought I would rate your page awesome and

I hate blog.
It's terrible and bad.

((Whoremoans))
just jealous. Yeah, that's it envious, even.
Turning green my hit counter broke ten thousand this evening.
Mad you cant match my content
or petitions for of micro-payment thieving.
X-rays of teething heathens and pictures of kittens heaving,
the calories in I'm eating,
yaoi art my girl drew of Goku making out with Whedon,
my 300-pound exposure (that's indecent).
But that's negatives.
Ive got on the homeliest alien relative.
The battle, Sam Cassell versus Carnage
and a triple-threat Charles v. Marilyn v. Shirley Manson from Garbage.
I pay homage to great Americans Bill O'Reilly and Ann Coulter;
Radio for help when insulting countercultures.
My stands above all others by head and shoulders.

I hate your blog. You ain't logged in in a and a half,
and I, for one, am aghast.
I mean I'm fast on the way to it from bookmarks.
If I took part in vanity I might be trying to smart
by not checking times a day.
blog is so despair-inducing I cant bear to look away.
Oh, well! Got to do what your compels.
Ill try to go despise a blog by someone else.

I your blog.
It's terrible and bad.