SMACK DESTINY IN THE FACE

12.12.10

Shmeh.

Ya know what I flippin dislike?
Owl City.
Frickin hate them/him/it.
And I hate it even more when I'm talking about "it" to some smartass who has to correct me every time I say "them". Excuse me for forgetting it's just one lame dude who decided he wanted to fool the world into thinking he had a band. Newsflash: HE'S AN IDIOT. How can you even listen to him? It's like the soundtrack to an estrogen filled robot orgy. Disgusting. Disgusting indeed.
Really, a million fireflies? Yeah, tell me about that. Vanilla Twilight, way to capitalize on the Twilight fad. Congratulations, all the hyper-obsessed teenage girls love you, as well as the partially deaf. Also, do you really need to greet an entire city in a song. Really? A simple "Hey" would do. But nooo. You had to go and produce an entire crappy CD filled with that vile filth. Good job, you can work a synthesizer, go back to the 80's. I wouldn't mind this so much if he (THEY) weren't constantly being played on the radio/sung by more people who can't sing. It's ridiculous, the fame you get for having absolutely no talent. It makes me sick, yet at the same time gives me hope. Regardless, Owl City sucks and needs to be flattened by a bulldozer.

You know what I do enjoy?
Being a detective. That's right. I'm certified. If certified means unlicensed...
But, hey, it's a step. A step towards victory, ain't that right Ms. Piggy?
If she was here she would have agreed with me. It's just a shame that she isn't. I miss her spunk.

Schnikeyz I'm tired. I will fall asleep fast tonight, it must be that bear tranquilizer shot at me earlier today. Man those things are strong. I best be hibernating now then. Goodnight non existent fan base. I do love you.

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