I threw a book today. I threw it good and hard, because it was stupid. It was like it was the illegitimate teenage daughter of Satire, and it drove a Ford Mustang and almost had pretty hair. So, after 45 or so pages, I did what any other self respecting person would do that enjoys a good, dark humorous book: I threw it. Because it wasn’t good, or dark, or humorous, it was just trying to be all those things, and no one likes a poser. I don’t understand why the book sucked so much, all her other books were fabulous. They used to have the distinct ability to make me laugh so hard that my ass fat would quiver, and I would think, “hot dog! Why can’t I be that clever and ass quivering hilarious?” But now, nope, no more hilarity. It was as if she used it all up, reached her silly quota, and then a little piece of her shriveled up and died.
So, I’m looking for another book to read…Annnnnd, I think I’m going to pick up the first book in the Twilight series. I know, it’s silly, childish, and immature, but so am I. Plus I already saw the movie, so I might as well fully commit, and embrace the obsession right next to 16 year olds with Tiger Beat posters of Edward on their ceilings.

How awesome is that picture?!? I, for one, can’t wait to break out the aluminum tree and color wheel.
by dgm on December 2, 2008
I have come to this post 3 or 4 times today, just for a quick giggle
Everything about it is hilarious.
It is Brumfield perfection.
by Jenielle on December 4, 2008
Love the card. I prefer original designs to Hallmark crap.
by gorillabuns on December 9, 2008
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