04 December 2005

Fuckin MySpace

Ok, so I have spent the last few days surfing mishaps. Why? You might ask. Well, I discovered some friends on there and decided to actually put information on my profile. So whatever, I decide to just surf, see who knows who, who knows people I know, and what not. And today I hit my breaking point. I'm gonna lay this out for everyone on mishaps: NO I DO NOT WANT TO LISTEN TO YOUR FAVORITE SONG! I don't even want to listen to your least favorite song. in fact, I don't want to HEAR anything except the TV I am watching (listening to). number one your song sucks. I have never heard of your shit ass band and I don't want to subscribe to your newsletter. Oh, what? You have a movie theme? Oh no, some obscure song from a popular artist? awww... Aren't you SOOOOOOO eccentric. Why hasn't anyone else thought of that? Oh wait, they have! Way to go! Annoying and unoriginal! assbite. Oh, if you're gonna have music on your profile, make it the first fucking thing I see so I can turn it off before it pisses me off to the point I want to shit on computer screen just on the off chance it will osmotically end up on yours. There is nothing worse than some shit ass song coming on, then you have try to scroll through a page that was formatted by a monkey riding a st. bernard who has no concept of end margins. Oh, and yeah, make sure your page isn't a 10MB load. jesus christ it's called resizing, or better yet, change the resolution. unless it's a FARK photoshop contest, I don't want to see your 10MB Myspace. God... assholes.

3 comments:

joe said...

And people ask me why I loate MySpace...

Drunken Chud said...

i would never ask anyone that. ever.

Rolligun said...

they should stop bitching about a "layoff" and realize they need to find a new industry, or the layoff will be permancent.

You said it best...the law of economics dictates that if you can have a cheaper and equally efficient labor pool, you had better move operations or your company is going to disolve into the dark ages.

We are no longer a nation of manufactures...get an education or go into servcie oriented business...

And Chud, I know your intentions were good...but you were doomed from the start with trying to rationalze world commerce to your neighbors at 2:30 in the morning.