 THE
BITCH FROM EVANESCENCE:
What is this broad’s problem? This nasty Hot Topic
cooze is always in peril. She’s either falling off
the roof or drowning or needs to be woken up or a wombat
is eating her tits. Bitch, shut the fuck up & go sit
down somewhere. Since you like to fall so much, why don’t
I throw you off of my roof onto a pile of bricks? Then pick
your mangled carcass up, carry you back up to the roof &
toss you down again.
 PHIL
COLLINS:
What the fuck is “Psusudio”? Anyway, this menstrual
stain put out a new album, Testify, with a song called “Can’t
Stop Loving You”. It’s pure sonic castration
that I am subjected to every goddamned day on the lite music
station at work. In the song, Phil’s woman left him,
possibly because he has a vagina. He eve states to his departed
woman/man/hermaphrodite/whatever-the-fuck that, “I’ll
always be here if you change your mind” while the
background singers repeat the word “Why?”. It
sounds more to me like they’re saying “Whaaa”,
crying like babies with skinned knees. Phil, you strange
British shemale, when you make a proclamation like that,
you may as well buy a huge neon sign that says, “I
HAVE NO TESTICLES”. You’re getting a big brick
in the cooch for this 1, Buster.
 EVERYBODY
ASSOCIATED WITH AMERICAN IDOL:
Fuck these easy listening payola puppets. Fuck the limey
prick. Fuck Paula Abdul. Fuck the fat judge who looks like
Al Roker. Fuck the terrible songwriters that give these
mindless sheep lots of words with which to say nothing.
Fuck the people at Fox who air this foul entertainment abortion
& preempt 24 so they can do it. Rick needs to see Kiefer
take down the terrorists! Fuck the slack-jawed youth that
audition for this shit & subject themselves to the criticism
of the limey. Bricks in the teeth for all of them &
bricks to the microphones that they have shat upon..
 ASHTON
KUTCHER: Nevermind how much I like That
70’s Show & kudos for making Justin Timberlake
cry on TV, I hate when an idiot makes a living. It’s
a crime against nature & evolution. The stupid should
be weeded out naturally as they were in prehistoric days.
You can’t catch a yak, you starve to death. I’ll
admit that Punk’d is entertaining, it’s poor
grammer to turn an adjective into a verb of the past tense.
It’s not even spelled properly, Ashton. So the cycle
of ignorance gets passed on. But I’ll rescue humanity.
By hitting Kelso with enough bricks to render him silent.
I won’t give him any bricks to the head however; they'll
do no damage.
 JESSICA
SIMPSON: Here’s another would-be casualty
of natural selection. On the TV show she has with her pillow-biting
husband, this numb Christian cunt displayed her stupidity
when she announced she wasn’t sure if she was eating
tuna or chicken. It tasted like tuna, but the can said “Chicken
Of The Sea”. Also, while speaking on domesticity she
said, “I always thought that, magically, things would
get clean.” You’ll be eating bricks before I’m
done with you.
R
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