Nothing to do when you're locked in vacancy

Since Saturday or even a bit before (hence friday) I have felt in lack of inspiration! All of a sudden I could feel my mind dropping like a penis after cumming. What? It's a good comparison! I ejaculated all the stuff that could come out and posted it on the blog and then ended up with nothing left inside! You must admit it's good!
Anyway so I was left with a lack of inspiration and ideas. Nevertheless, I just turned on my computer and 2 things popped in my mind randomly;
-The victory of the democrats who were successful in taking over the senate and the white house for the first time since 1994
-French people on msn who have the lamest and gayest screen names in the world.
Now I thought at first:
-If I talk about the french fags people are gonna think that it's just plain dumb that I'm in Canada and yet I am still looking at what's going on in france to complain as much about it as when I lived there;
-If I talk about the democrats it's just gonna feel like what I'll say will make no sense since I don't know much about American politics and I'll just sound like an anti-republican who says stuff that he read in democratic newspapers and expresses it as if it were his own opinion.
But I just feel like giving a shout at those people on msn who have lame screen names. In bonus, I'll add a little anecdote. So those are to come in the upcoming articles.
Enjoy, fuckers.
(And for those of you who wondered "well what's the point of this post? If you're gonna do something and tell us about it just do it then we'll read!" all I gotta say is "Shut up and read on, bitch")
From Toronto with the last ideas that he's got for the moment,
-Teoman


3 Comments:
Je l'aime mon pseudonyme msnien, plus que toi, enfin non ptet pas...! qu'est-ce t'as à tjs reprendre ces pauvres Français... c'est pas en les enfonçant qu'ils vont s'améliorer quand même, tssssk. De l'empathie, que diable! Ouais bon, autant te demander de ne plus te branler. C'est comme de pisser dans un violon.
*Fin du 1/4 d'heure poétique*
tu repetes ce que j'ai ecrit, idiote!
Arrête de dire que je répète ce que tu dis! C'est pas vrai euhhh!
Puis toi t'es qu'un gros con, na!
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