Let's call today: 'Friday, 9 March 2007'
wrote in the notebook:
Eleven things losers do on myspace.
I couldn't resist it.
Altered a touch to make a little more sense... and to correct the spelling of losers with two o's cos that just shits me like you wouldn't believe.
there is NO SUCH THING as a myspace tracker.
it does NOT exist. so quit posting stupid bulletins like
"OH-MY-GOD this WORKS!!!"
NO!, It doesnt.
To the people who have like 25,000 friends,
are you serious?
Go play in traffic.
Don't ever post pictures and say "OMG, I'm so ugly" or "OMG, I'm so fat"
because if you were, you wouldn't post them your silly ass is just begging for compliments.
And if u do ur a freaking mongoloid.
FOUR (my fav is the last statement in this one)
NOBODY cares about threats over the internet.
Don't try to act hardcore with the keyboard.
No keyboard gangsters or keyboard thugz.
FIGHTING ONLINE is like racing in the Special Olympics; even if you win, you're still a RETARD.
Quit crying because you're not on someones top 8.
Who really cares if I don't accept you as a friend?
Don't send me another request or message asking "what's up with you not adding me?"
I don't want you as a friend, that's what's up fruit!!!
Go kick rocks...
Little 6th, 7th, as well as 8th graders who have MySpace and look like sluts, and act like whores: go somewhere else because nobody wants you there.
And Parents quit blaming myspace for your kid being a hooker, she was a whore before myspace, and she'd be a whore without it! What does that say about your parenting skills? Think about it!
Ooh that one stung didn't it?
EIGHT (vicki remains indifferent to this one)
If you have decided to read this, you are a true MySpace Friend. Real friends read their bulletins.
NINE (this too)
I say you go and pass this on and maybe it will finally get through people's brains
And if you open a bulletin and it says something like repost this in 100 seconds or a ghost will rape your dog tonight,or some dead skinless girl is gonna rape your mom" QUIT BEING DUMB
Myspace was created to keep up with friends. quit trying to check up on your ex... come on now people its called stalking you might as well be sitting in front of their house with binoculars... (who says i dont? -vicki)
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