...is not fucking funny.
If you watch Meet the Browns or Tyler Perry’s House of Payne… you’re an idiot and clearly you do not have a proper sense of what is and is not funny. Seriously, how the hell can someone watch his work without having a lobotomy beforehand? Meet the Browns has the comedic value of a condom but lacks the twenty minutes of enjoyment. Not to mention the father character sounds like he took a 3-Wood to the throat. You can make your own jokes about that last sentence.
As for the abortion known as Tyler Perry’s House of Payne, all I will comment on is the fact that one of the characters’ name is Malik. Malik. MALIK? FUCK. God dammit Perry, how the fuck did you get famous? You’re just about as stupid as your audien-… wait. That’s it! That is how you became famous! THE PEOPLE WHO WATCH YOUR SHOW ARE BRAINDEAD, MORONIC FUCKS.
I would just like to point out that his character selection is old, tired, moronic and slightly racist in a way. I mean, not that I care about racism that much, however if you haven’t noticed – the subtle racism/stereotyping is so prevalent that you can’t possibly miss it. In every movie and “sitcom” he has created, there are always:
• Sassy black lady
• Older sassy black lady
• P-whipped man
• Older, emasculated, pussy-whipped man
HOLY CUNTFUCKS HOW ORIGNAL.
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Tuesday, August 18, 2009
What. The. Fuck.
Guess what?
I'm pissed.
Why is it that stupid bands who only play songs for stupid teenage girls, try to make a song ripping on bands and singers who only play songs for stupid teenage girls?
If you followed that, good for you, you've made me proud. Movin' on.
Basically who I'm pointing my dick of justice at, is the band Hedley, who are out with their newest crap, "Cha-Ching." I know, even the title screams of douchebaggerdum.
Now what really gets my goat (oh my God, I miss the twenties,) are some of the ironic lyrics like,
"Line up all the Idols
Who paint on phony smiles
Tryin to ride the fast track for free..."
Didn't the lead singer get his fame from Canadian Idol? Hmmm, this is the desperate scream of a hypocrite analbead in my opinion.
Oh and what's even worse, is that this band managed to sell out. That's right, a band of sell outs, managed to sell out. That just amazes me. The reason I say this, is because it's a completely different sound from the other shit that they have. It sounds like it should be a Hannah Montana bonus track. I want her to go to hell in case you didn't know.
Hypocrisy: One song at a time.
If there is any hope, Rage Against the Machine will re-unite.
I'm pissed.
Why is it that stupid bands who only play songs for stupid teenage girls, try to make a song ripping on bands and singers who only play songs for stupid teenage girls?
If you followed that, good for you, you've made me proud. Movin' on.
Basically who I'm pointing my dick of justice at, is the band Hedley, who are out with their newest crap, "Cha-Ching." I know, even the title screams of douchebaggerdum.
Now what really gets my goat (oh my God, I miss the twenties,) are some of the ironic lyrics like,
"Line up all the Idols
Who paint on phony smiles
Tryin to ride the fast track for free..."
Didn't the lead singer get his fame from Canadian Idol? Hmmm, this is the desperate scream of a hypocrite analbead in my opinion.
Oh and what's even worse, is that this band managed to sell out. That's right, a band of sell outs, managed to sell out. That just amazes me. The reason I say this, is because it's a completely different sound from the other shit that they have. It sounds like it should be a Hannah Montana bonus track. I want her to go to hell in case you didn't know.
Hypocrisy: One song at a time.
If there is any hope, Rage Against the Machine will re-unite.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
You're All Hypocrites
For the past two weeks or so, the headlines for many newspapers, news reports on television and of course, YouTube have been about the life and death of the infamous "King of Pop," Michael Jackson. Obviously if you have anywhere between at least three and seven brain cells, you know and can't deny that he was probably the biggest influence on music (possibly only rivalled by Rick Astley of course,) in history.
Of course though he did get himself into a lot of shit, which he couldn't really recover from. We've all seen the clip of him dangling his kid out of a window. Yes, that was fucked up... but there's more. He all know he tried to change his skin colour and he took the concept of never growing up a little too seriously.
See the thing that bites my grapes the most, is that ever since he passed away, all we hear is "May He Finally Rest in Peace," or "Long Live the King." These comments are coming from the same people who for years had called him "Wacko Jacko," or made comments about his nose, or about the accusations of him being a paedophile. I made those jokes occasionally too, but I've never tried to take them back, or pretend like they didn't happen. I feel bad that he's gone, and for how his kids must feel but, I refuse to take back what I've ever said (oh and if you're wondering, I was never really a hater, but the jokes were kind of infectious if you get what I mean.)
It's like as soon as he dies, eighty percent of the people who had ridiculed him, now are the ones who scold someone who says a joke or something off colour about him. This is truly a case of people hopping on the bandwagon as if it were Noah's Arc.
Lost in all of this, was the death of Farrah Fawcett. Remembered by most as being a super hot actress (notably she was one of the original Charlie's Angels,) back in the day. In my opinion she was a pretty classy lady. When most people moan about a small scratch or putting on an extra pound, Farrah always seemed to have on a brave face, while all the while dealing with her cancer.
Basically, all I want to get across is that people really need to listen to clichés like "you'll miss me when I'm gone," because people seem to forget how at any moment life can be taken away. Then it's too late. Your apologies are never heard, and it's too late to make a difference.
Of course though he did get himself into a lot of shit, which he couldn't really recover from. We've all seen the clip of him dangling his kid out of a window. Yes, that was fucked up... but there's more. He all know he tried to change his skin colour and he took the concept of never growing up a little too seriously.
See the thing that bites my grapes the most, is that ever since he passed away, all we hear is "May He Finally Rest in Peace," or "Long Live the King." These comments are coming from the same people who for years had called him "Wacko Jacko," or made comments about his nose, or about the accusations of him being a paedophile. I made those jokes occasionally too, but I've never tried to take them back, or pretend like they didn't happen. I feel bad that he's gone, and for how his kids must feel but, I refuse to take back what I've ever said (oh and if you're wondering, I was never really a hater, but the jokes were kind of infectious if you get what I mean.)
It's like as soon as he dies, eighty percent of the people who had ridiculed him, now are the ones who scold someone who says a joke or something off colour about him. This is truly a case of people hopping on the bandwagon as if it were Noah's Arc.
Lost in all of this, was the death of Farrah Fawcett. Remembered by most as being a super hot actress (notably she was one of the original Charlie's Angels,) back in the day. In my opinion she was a pretty classy lady. When most people moan about a small scratch or putting on an extra pound, Farrah always seemed to have on a brave face, while all the while dealing with her cancer.
Basically, all I want to get across is that people really need to listen to clichés like "you'll miss me when I'm gone," because people seem to forget how at any moment life can be taken away. Then it's too late. Your apologies are never heard, and it's too late to make a difference.
R.I.P
Farrah Fawcett
and
Michael Jackson
and
Michael Jackson
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