Luyện nghe bài hát I Hate Your Blog

I your blog.
It's incredibly and bad.

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

I your blog.
It's terrible and bad.

I hate your blog. Your for vegan eggnog is stupid.
I and I booed it,
and then eschewed it, made it once. Yes,
your roll is a confederacy of dunces.
It abuts less links in your posts.
that dance! I'm not engrossed.
I'm not to your collection of All Your Base pics,
but they're longer in the denture a ninja flipping out doing face kicks.
Ill phrase this
if its hard to get to bed, your web site will
to me to slumber. I mumble impoliticly,
I tried not to click more, but you tricked me!
Want to stick the computer in the trash can
instead of reading about the constipation and your ass plans
you seem to contemplate.
You thought I would your page awesome and great?

I hate blog.
It's terrible and bad.

((Whoremoans))
You're jealous. Yeah, that's it envious, even.
Turning green when my hit broke ten thousand this evening.
Mad you cant match my content
or petitions for legalizing of thieving.
X-rays of teething eight-month heathens and pictures of heaving,
the calories in I'm eating,
art my girl drew of Goku making out with Joss Whedon,
my friends exposure (that's indecent).
But that's negatives.
Ive got discussions on the alien relative.
The final battle, Sam Cassell 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 I'm fast on the way to removing it from bookmarks.
If I took in vanity I might be trying to look smart
by not checking eight a day.
Your blog is so despair-inducing I bear to look away.
Oh, well! Got to do what muse compels.
Guess Ill try to go despise a blog by else.

I hate blog.
incredibly terrible and bad.