Stupid Comment

As much as I enjoy comments, sometimes, some of them are stupid. I remember eons ago, when the Earth was still young and Dinosaurs ruled the Earth, devouring small mammals and time-traveling scientists, I wrote a blog entry on Myspace about how much I hated Harry Potter. As usual, I exaggerated a lot of things, and wrote it chock-full of my deliberate overboard statements.

I mainly wrote the post to piss off all my friends, who left me comments saying:

"Okay, first of all, Harry Potter books are not 10,000 pages long. Next, there are more wizardry schools besides Hogwarts. Also, the book doesn't always have to 'make sense', because it's a fantasy world and blah blah blah."

Only their spelling was far worse than that.

Anyhow, it's been a long time since I've received a comment that's caused me to blink rapidly out of confusion and dismay at the overall state of human perspicacity, so I was delighted to get this on my Wordpress blog:









(if you can't read it, just assume it says "Nibiru is coming. 12/22/12.")

My response:

WHAT.

That's right, this necessitates a 'what' with no question mark. This came as a random out-of-the-blue response to my awesome post "People Who Need To Shut Up". As far as interpreting what the hell he's talking about, that is something that will be debated by many great philosophers for thousands of years, that is, until some math genius discovers a formula that explains nonsense.

I hate Almond Joy bars. In fact, I hate black twizzlers, black jelly beans, Tootsie Rolls (because they look like little turds), butter-flavored jelly beans, circus peanuts, and especially motherfucking Almond Joy bars. These items all taste like a mixture of garbage, vomit and defeat. I hope the U.S. military use a combination of laser-guided bombs and Special Ops Units to destroy all that bullshit.

But also, I don't visit his "convienience store" (Possibly a humorous combination of 'convenience' and 'Vienna', but I strongly doubt this), do not own a rodent, and am not a morose teenaged boy.

However, I do have a Matrix t-shirt. How did he know!? ESP, BITCHFUCKS!