You know what?
I think I hate Oprah.
I do. She gives away a new car to her entire audience and everyone is all “ohhhh Oprah is so kind and giving and generous! She’s amazing! She gave everyone a new car! LET’S ALL WORSHIP OPRAH!!!”
No, let’s not.
Oprah didn’t give anyone a car, Pontiac did.
But Oprah gets the glory. She gets credit.
The woman is a billionare, no? Yet every time “she” gives something away, it’s donated.
Gah, that irritates me. BADLY.
And don’t even get me started on how she had the NERVE to tell her audience that fake flowers are unacceptable to put in your home, because, yeah Oprah, we all can afford to have freshly cut, totally REAL flowers in our houses just like you, right?
I can no longer make fun of Melly for being addicted to Fark for I have become addicted to the Last Comic Standing message boards.
Dude. I know. But I can’t help it. The people take things way too seriously. There like “OH MY GOD, JAY LONDON GOT ROBBED!!!!” Or “THIS SHOW IS TOTALLY RIGGED!!!!!
It started off that I would only go there to read it and laugh at people, but then I started posting messages. And now, I can’t stop.
John Heffron had written an entry on his journal (which appears to be suspended) about how mean people are on the boards. How he thinks it’s stupid that people take time out of their lives to post things like “John Heffron sucks”. He said he thought that employees of every job should have a message board.
“Jack is the worst gap worker EVER”.
Dude, that’s hilarious. Think about it…. Funny.
And then think about how dumb I am for taking time out of my busy day to post about MESSAGE BOARDS. Think about how I could have been doing dishes, or folding the piles of laundry on my couch, or how I could have taken a shower so as not to smell like rotten titty milk. Think about that and then ask yourselves “who the hell is SHE to laugh at the people posting on the message boards. She’s PATHETIC.”
Insufficient in worth; undeserving
Lacking value or merit; worthless.
Not suiting or befitting
I’ve had a few inappropriate crushes in my lifetime, but my new crush totally crosses the line.
I have a confession to make.
I remember the moment I heard it in on the news.
R&B singer Aaliyah was killed in a plane crash…”
My heart dropped to my stomach and I cried. I couldn’t believe it.
She was amazingly beautiful, her smile was captivating, her voice, mezmerizing. I loved watching her dance. To me, she was an angel. I miss her so much. I still can’t believe she’s gone.
She was one celebrity I truly admired because of her grace, her beauty and her gentle spirit.
What the world needs now is…
More Simon Cowells. Lots more. Seriously.
I mean, he tells it like it is. He’s honest. Sure, he can be brutal, but sometimes people need to hear it that way, that’s the only way they’ll “get it.”
I wish I had a Simon in my life. I want a Simon. I need a Simon, and so does the most of the world.