Sunday, August 19, 2007
10 THINGS LOSERS DO ON FRIENDSTER.

(Not written by me)

ONE:

Stop posting multiple bulletins!

People would read your bulletin if they
really want to!

Or even stop saying, "READ ME", like I
said, people would read it if they
want to.



TWO:

To the people who have like 1,000
friends,

Are you serious?

You dont know half the people!

You're stupid.

Go play in traffic.



THREE:

Don't ever post pictures and say

"OMG, I'm so ugly,"

"OMG, I'm so fat,"

because if you were,

you wouldn't post them.

And if you do you're a fucking idiot.



FOUR:

Nobody cares about threats over the
internet.

Don't try to act hardcore with the
keyboard.

Fighting online is like racing in the
special olympics;

even if you win, you're still retarded.




FIVE:

Quit crying because you're not on
someones featured friends.

Who cares?

IT'S THEIR PROFILE!

NOT YOURS!



SIX:

Who really cares if I don't accept you
as a friend?

MOVE ON!

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 dumbass!



SEVEN:

6th graders/primary 6-ers who have
Friendster

and look like sluts, and act like
whores

go somewhere else because nobody

wants you here.


EIGHT:

If you have decided to read this,

you are a true Friendster Friend.

Real friends read their bulletins.



NINE:

I say you go and pass this on

and maybe it will finally get through
people's brains.




TEN:

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 A DUMB ASS!




This is a test to see how many people

in your friends list

actually pay attention to you.


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I agree VERY much with the fourth one.
EVEN IF YOU WIN, YOU'RE STILL RETARDED.
* COUGH *
8:31 pm

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