Who I'd Like To See Drop The Fuck Dead In 2011

[Nitro Express]

eh, it's alright to be paranoid, as long as everyone is out to get ya.

It's not so much that everyone is out to get you as it is who do you trust? Everyone that said trust us have turned out to be crooked or incompetent. The corruption is complete.

I would approach Facebook as a totally unsecure site and don't post anything on it that you don't want the general public to read. Treat it like an open web page.

[Nitro Express]

Also the people who get less web hits have better cyber security. Just Google your name and address and see what you pull up. If a bunch of stuff comes up on you, you are not as cyber secure as the person who finds little or even nothing.

[PETE'S BROTHER]

Also the people who get less web hits have better cyber security. Just Google your name and address and see what you pull up. If a bunch of stuff comes up on you, you are not as cyber secure as the person who finds little or even nothing.

yeah, but my real name is david roth:tongue0011:

[diamondsgirl]

Chris Martin



There’s not an ounce of umph, pizazz, kapow, glitter, glamor of there’s-no-business-like-showbusinessmanship in his entire white, male, heterosexual middle class cadaver. The dude’s a librarian with a guitar. Maybe a Sunday school teacher. Maybe one of those rude morons who sits behind a perspex screen down the DMV. What ever. Chris Martin is in the wrong fucking job.

He has pretty eyes.

[SunisinuS]

Keith Urban



Ah yes, Keith. Pop country's whitest white boy who glues his own pubes to his sultry model-esque cheekbones. While not media-whoring himself out to hype but standing beside his wife for social prestige Keith can be found writing songs about "women" while pushing some sort of bullshit sensitive male paradigm:

"She laid her heart and soul right in your hands and you stole her every dream and you crushed her plans. She never even knew she had a choice and that's what happens when the only voice she hears is telling her she cant. [You] stupid boy"

I'm not buying it. But I will give him credit in that he avoided becoming a Alan Jackson style douche. Or a Brad Paisley style pseudo hippy asshole douche. Or a toe-curling Wigga style pseudo-patronizing Darryl Worley douche. Keith is his own sort of douche. A beardy-weirdie, frightfully Australian, incredibly easily embarrassed and depressingly suburban post-grunge flannel-wearing sort of douche. Which makes him pretty fucking special. I just wish he'd come clean about his sexuality. For example, he's backstage at some gig, drunk on white trash beer. There’s a knock at his door. He opens it. Germaine Greer marches in, pushes him to the floor, gets his cock out, fucks him. And then fucks off. And that’s how I want to see Keith go. Having his brains brutally fucked out by the architect of modern feminism.

Lol I think we have a new Category: The Kristy Classic. Nicely Played.

[SunisinuS]

Also the people who get less web hits have better cyber security. Just Google your name and address and see what you pull up. If a bunch of stuff comes up on you, you are not as cyber secure as the person who finds little or even nothing.

You cannot even find which Pony I ride.

[SunisinuS]

Too much work. Just drop the bodies into a big pile in the middle of Nevada and let the buzzards have the flesh. Later the bones can be ground up and put into gel caps and sold as an expensive calcium supplement to make our trouble worth it. Shit. Might as well sell their organs off while we are at it.

My friend and I at a work in a job that other's would not want would have this discussion back in the day. I envision a Twilight Zone episode where they all just disappeared.......he preferred (he was ex-army) to have a machine gun where he could just ply each one in turn. I prefer the lazy approach....just mystically be gone. Robinson Crusoe sucked once Friday showed up.

[hideyoursheep]

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[hideyoursheep]

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[hideyoursheep]

Do I really need to explain?

[Kristy]

No. He's far from funny. Despicable when he goes into high-pitch gay voice mode in order to save one too many of his bad jokes.

[Kristy]

America's Next Top Mediocre Model


Ah yes, the show that brought rice cake eating awareness to the sensitive female masses. Actually, I love the show in terms of where else can one watch train wreck after train wreck of feminine superficiality being exploited for what it really is. Let it be known that any girl without fat arms and flare for makeup and Photoshop can make believe she is something special while still starving for Tamara Banks (pun intended) bank account.

[hideyoursheep]

WINNING!

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[Shaun Ponsonby]

He was great in School Of Rock. Unfortunate that he plays that character in EVERY movie as well as in real life. Similar to Keanu Reeves.

Yea...LIKE Keanu Reeves, but with an important distinction; Keanu Reeves has less personality than my right shoe (not my left...my left shoe is very vibrant and enigmatic), and when watching him act, it's like watching a plank of wood, randomly trying to save bus passengers or defeat Patrick Swayze or travelling through time or being Jonathan Harker or doing whatever the fuck they were on about in The Matrix. And not even a special plank of wood with acting skills that would be deemed exceptional for a plank of wood, but awful for a human. Just a regular plank of wood. One that will probably be used for firewood one day because it's useless doing anything else. The kind of plank of wood that you have just sitting there in your shed for no real reason other than you think that it might come in handy one day. But it never does.

Sure, Jack Black only has one character...but so did Laurel and Hardy, Charlie Chaplin and the Marx Brothers (though, admittedly, most of THEIR films were actually good, whereas most of Black's films consist of one elongated knob joke that wasn't all that funny to begin with, which makes that last sense a bit pointless).

Anyhow...I'm gonna nominate Robert Pattinson. Not for the obvious reasons, but because he appears to be wearing a replica mask of my face and it's very annoying for me to not be able to leave the house without girls wearing more make-up than KISS and with voices that go through me and Cheryl Cole on their iPod hitting on me at bus stops.

That's not an exaggeration, by the way. I literally can't go anywhere anymore. At first I basked/took advantage of it, but now it's just annoying.

[Halen High]

Robert Mugabe.