TGIF, eh guys? Today, your Blogmistress is absolutely horrified by Facebook Status updates.
I need you to read these. I also need to tell you, I am related to the person who composes these.
(I really am not sure how... I... no words. Just read. If we are like-minded, you may just throw in the towel and quit the Internet.)
Finally... I am truly sorry for what I am about to unleash on you.
young money wher ya at in this bitch...we swanging n banging like a bat in this bitch... weeezyyyyy concert sukkkkkassss
one more day btiches..one more day... the motha fuken carter,,bitches on mi stick but mi name aint harry potterr................
i love it wen she say.....its cool i got it.. i got it... i gott it..
the shoes i wear u dont own a pair....weezy f baby 2 days bitchesssssss
wats in mi wallet dawg..big faced hundrreds..went to the mall bought errything that i wannteddd....suckas
lookin at new wips...anyone tryna buy a dodge dakota..
im so twisted i walk in swirls
july 31 weezy weee cant wait suckaaassss
im in the cut wit them ozzziiesss
oh kimosabe, big ballin is my hobby
i dont need security i need fan patrol
And the piece de resistance:
if u a bad bitch then im at chu like a pound of cake n a fat doode
So then there are people who respond to this garble... with something akin to:
lol ur so gay
Seriously? All of my senses are assaulted.
And who the fuck is weezy??
Oh my God, please comment. Lord have mercy, give me something to live for.