I really have nothing specific to say, but decided to cause a little dismay. Plus I haven't really bugged or shouted out those who come all the time, so that's another tree I will climb, because as Betsy from My Five Men has said, I have the work and lurk part down quite well in my head. Plus I can pull it off too, quite easy with my work between me and you. Unless you count plugging the facts all over the place, as then of me you might not see a trace. For when I get a good idea for that, I either do it or tell Pat. Yeah make the lowly human do the work, hey don't call me a jerk.
So something that really has no point anymore, except if your a sports nut or a news hound or some reality whore. Is cable I must say, for with all the crap today, it isn't needed much at all, although it will never take a fall. As any two bit, washed up clown, can cause me to frown, with another show on how they walk their mutt and try to get everyone to kiss their butt. Plus the IQ has fallen way way way down of most of TV, as anyone with half a brain can see. Sadly half a brain most don't seem to have now a days, as more of the same old crap comes on that makes any normal person's eyes glaze.
Not to mention you get to see the same commercial 100 times in the course of a day, that will cause anyone dismay. Year after year more time is taken for commercial cheer and less for the actual show, soon it will be flipped and be a totally different flow. Plus the news is 90% BS anyway and talking about idiotic celebrity trash like who is gay. Who really cares one bit? Oh I just caused ten brainless people to have a fit. Whoops sorry to ruin your great life, wouldn't want to cause you strife. After all talking about others just makes your day, making you feel big and important in some way. Pffft on second thought glad I offended and nope it won't be amended.
There is some good stuff though, but that can be watched on the internet or wait for the dvd to come wrapped in a bow. So again what is the point? Did I make your nose go out of joint? This just furthers what The Lair of Orson has said, we animals really need to put these brainless humans to bed.
Yes now with some luck, most are thinking either what a or what the f***, and this was to good to pass up, as I have to tip my cup, to Brian from WaystationOne, who on the last post left this little diddy that was so much fun.
ho-lee shiznit what a rant, reading the mile long post made me pant, you sound like marshall mathers, with all your beat down hate words, hit my knee, gee that i'd like ta see, so step of the soap box, cant even carry my jox when it comes to rhyming i be triple timing, while you still climbing and crying cause you legs are dying, take the blue pill, and chill cause only one king o the hill, take yo dump, while you sit on yo rump, i go rope a dope, tour the ring, chump, must be drunk from the bar, but dont ride no car, weaving while the road you be leaving, and us never seeing your cat with a hat, no scratch that, pat, whats with the tude dude, all rude and sh-t, brute wit, wont quit til i fill the comment box, rocks sox off a fox, you chicken, yeah chicken pox, but dont eat lox,it sux, wear chucks & just a little loco in the head room, max in the bed room, and not the witches that ride brooms but my wife, she got my back mess wit me she strike strife in yo life and no need for a lead pipe, her fist got bite, trust me on that, pat, so no rat a tat tat, booyah, school ya, see ya, later player...peace...LOL
So now you really must be in your truck or going nuts as a lemon you suck. Thought I was going to reiterate that word did you? Confused you once more here at my zoo. Speaking of movies also, if you want a review or a preview you can go, visit DeeDee, who between you and me, can't keep up with the rhymes of Pat or the cat, but shhhhh we won't tell, she might get her lover Hitchcock to damn us to hell...hahaha. Also did I mention she has blogs up the you know and changes the names every time I go. Yep might confuse some, at least those who at the same time can't walk and chew gum.
Oh and yes I can't forget the Tales of Tashoo, whoops it is all brand new, as The Tashtoo Parlour is what it has become, if you get a tattoo there your arm might go numb. I don't know if I'd trust Natasha with a needle as well, especially if it hurt and you were to give a yell. Plus she likes to stay in the dark, so the light might not be to good and you might get the wrong mark. So I'd stick with the reads and writes and avoid any tattoos even with lots of lights.
So that was back to form, being more of the norm, not being as umm lazy as they other day, talking in my Twitter way. But I have one or two more of those up my sleeve, when the facts get in the way so don't grieve, as they might come back, or you might grieve as they didn't get the sack. Either way it's been another fun day, here at my way, plus I was a little crass, but oh well that's my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.