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I hate blog.
It's incredibly and bad.

I hate your blog. You own a dog, and you it.
You post it. I get to read it.
Plus: five paragraphs on the you bought
and your thoughts on Nicole Ritchies: hot or not.
You got no to be typing, yet you persist.
Hit key with your fist till you punch out your top ten list
of all the things ever happened in your life.
one: 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 open up your
So you bought the and yet I hope you don't
put the payments in on it month like they want,
cause then you'll 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.
incredibly terrible and bad.

I hate your blog. Your for vegan eggnog is stupid.
I hissed and I it,
and eschewed it, never made it once. Yes,
your blog is a confederacy of dunces.
It abuts less interesting in your posts.
that dance! I'm not engrossed.
I'm not to your collection of All Your Base pics,
but they're in the denture than 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 read more, but you me!
to stick the whole computer in the trash can
instead of about the constipation lately and your ass plans
you seem to contemplate.
You thought I would rate your awesome and great?

I hate blog.
It's terrible and bad.

((Whoremoans))
You're jealous. Yeah, that's it envious, even.
Turning green my hit counter broke ten thousand this evening.
Mad you cant match my keypad
or petitions for of micro-payment thieving.
of teething eight-month heathens and pictures of kittens heaving,
the in everything I'm eating,
art my girl drew of Goku making out with Joss Whedon,
my friends exposure (that's indecent).
But only negatives.
Ive got discussions on the alien relative.
The battle, Sam Cassell versus Carnage
and a match: Charles v. Marilyn v. Shirley Manson from Garbage.
I pay homage to great like Bill O'Reilly and Ann Coulter;
Westwood Radio for when insulting countercultures.
My blog above all others by head and shoulders.

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

I hate blog.
incredibly terrible and bad.