Is it so wrong that I’m gaining perverse amounts of pleasure from the premiere of American Idol? I just love watching talentless people being utterly stupefied by people pointing out the measure of their inadequacies. it’s what would never lead me to audition for anything of the like. The nagging, gnawing feeling of ‘but what if I suck balls.’
Best quote so far: Contestant: “Is there anything I can do to make it better?” Simon: “Leave.”
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Hideously overdue mixtape update, I can’t make anything work, so I’m going to just give up. if anyone really cared, let me know and I’ll get back to you.

2 Comments
Jonic
January 20th 2007 | 03:58
Yes it is wrong… You filthy little popinjay…
I hate you L. Ron Hubbard… You fucking dead cock-socket…
Oh wait… American what now?
Oh right… Yeah… That’s wrong too…
I care about the mix tape… It’s also mostly for me, so let’s have it you fucking cock-socket…
I hate you L Ron Hubbard… If you weren’t so dead I would wish you so you dirty, dirty spam-javelin…
That one was consciously aimed at that execrable fucking shit-spitting twat slapping penis-cunt…
Fucking knob…
He’s a fucking knob!
Come on Scientologists… Sue me… I dares ya!
Sorry Paul… It happened again!
Paul
January 21st 2007 | 00:18
Mix tape work resumed. And, um….. to be fair you’re right about L. Ron Hubbard and his clones.
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