Why The Comment Option Should Be Abolished.
The comments people write on things.. Including myself are just shit!
Sometimes they're funny. Sometimes they're sad.. Sometimes they are interesting but most of the time it's shit on shit. And to make matters worse off than they already are. Guess what guys!!! Allan and Stixx have now decided to start posting comments. Now the finest comment out of the lot of them.. I didn't say Fucked-est I said Finest.. Is the following..
"I am the biggest star. I am the most talked about rockstar-wannabe in the Western Sydney area....What a celeb!!" - Stixx
FIRSTLY! 8 dudes from Penrith is not the Western Sydney area. Western Sydney goes from Katoomba to Parramatta I think. So you're not the most talked about rockstar-wanabe. Now. Sarcastic or not. I don't think anyone has ever said anything THAT bad about you man! Rockstar wanabe maybe but Fucked cunt definitely :) So Stixx. Here are some points you should take note of.
1. The only people who read these posts are our friends with a few exceptions.
2. You actually aren't supposed to be reading them. It's against the rules.
3. All the comments are on things you have actually done that have effected us in some way. They all have a story behind them.
4. We have come to a decision that you are The Worlds Fucked-est Cunt.. And because bringing up issues with you just isn't fun enough we have to write them on the internerd.
5. Why does Pablo bitch so much about you? Well.. It's called a "clash of ego" and that's what happens when two cockfaces get together and try to make art.
6. I can't believe you're taking everything to heart. You know the only person who writes the truth is Richards.
7. I can't discuss issues with you until I have an opinion from outsiders.
8. Possibly.. Everyone hates you. hahahhahaahah!!!! It WOULD be funny if that was true.
9. You've called me too many times about the internet.
And last but not least as reflected in ALL of you're comments and a very large majority of conversation with you..
Arriving at number ten..
There is no "I" In ROCK
But There's a "U" In Fuckhead!
See lets look at the following comment you just recently posted..
"Maybe I'm a target for people that are bitter
at least I can say that I've never been a quitter (yeah right)
I remember high school
Man I hated high school
It was like prison with bullets always putting me down
Just a little punker they could pick on
I learned to forgive 'em
NOW I GOT THE BALLS THEY CAN LICK ON
I loved sneakin' out whilst my Mom was asleep
With the mind of a man in the middle
It could be the end of the world as we know it
still I never want it all, and I never want it now
I just want to cruise, if I loose then I'll figure it out
How the times fly, even with the blink of an eye
When you're young you absorb like a sponge in disguise
then you get a little bit older and you gather your thoughts
it's amazing what you learn
when you've never been taught, y'know?"
You mentioned "I" at least 15 times. And I still don't see an "I" in the word ROCK! But on second reading. It looks like you're writing song lyrics. Which is cool. But the second I hear another song about God.. I'm going to have to auction you to my brothers church. They could use a paperweight like you :P
So Stixx. I'll wind it up here. Just relax. I think maybe you should have a deep think about overtaking in life. From your own needs to all of our needs and you might find some interesting shit. Or you may find there was no interesting shit at all. It's up to you. Good luck buddy.
Now. The real topic of my anger and aggression this week is Jeff. Jeff ever since you found out that Trina sucked Clay's cock just hours before she started dating you you've been upset and taking it out on me. Why you're taking it out on me of all people I don't know. I have never done anything to cross the line Jeff. So either way. As of tonight I am going to post the nude photos of you forever on the internet. Which I believe is where you belong after all the porno you looked at over the years until you found an orifice to indulge in. I have also obtained your brothers and your fathers email addresses and I will be forwarding them a link to see you in the flesh. And if you don;t like that.. Oh well. There are some thing that happen that you don't like but you have to live with.
So this is Christmas. Well I know why Paul Mccartney or John Lennon wrote that song about Christmas. What a shitty holiday. I hate Christmas.
I'm getting blasted tonight!
Stixx.. Relax.
Austin.