Good evening, it's 9 o'clock, do you know where your children are? This interweb contraption is a very magical thing. Everything and anything one could ever want is at the tip of one's fingers. Whether you're into hispanic midget's having relations with horses, or just catching up on the episodes of 'Will & Grace' you missed (don't worry I won't judge) the interweb has something for everyone. Take me for example.. My main reason for getting dail-up installed on my brand new Windows 98 ME is to pick up hot broads in chatrooms with screennames like HornySexyWetDevilGirl1958 and cyber with them while I practise the art of one hand typing. Because I mean that's what scoring chicks is all about right? Every once and a while I will get tired of all the cyber-poon I slam on ICQ chat and will venture off into the vast highway of information known as.. 'The Information Highway'. Today was one of those days. And on my journey I discovered a human being like no other I have seen before.
This video has inspired me to create a new feature to this blog called 'Quit Life'. It will feature people who excel in the aspect of being total douche bags. Meet the 2009 Pokemon World Champion. This kid -if you could even call him that- honestly looks like someone had created a device to take cartoon characters and somehow transform them into real life people and used it on Peter Griffin. Seriously, you're fat, have a lisp and play Pokemon professionally? Do you ever want to have a girl touch your penis? I'll go easy on him though, because it's clearly the fault of the father. It's one thing to blow a little smoke up your kid's ass and pretend to give a fuck about his intrests so he doesn't hang himself in his closet, but DRIVING them around over 50 thousand miles across the country to play cards with a bunch of other little fucktards is a whole different stroke of stupid. I really wish I had a time machine and a laser gun so I could use the time machine to travel back into time and use the laser gun to shoot off that dudes ballsack to prevent him from using his loser semen to help birth such a fucking tub of shit abomination. He says he is proud of his son. LOL! Proud of him for what? The fact that he's obese, cries himself to sleep everynight, the closest he's ever going to get to a vagina is the one his mother shit him out of or the fact he's going to grow up to be serial killer who eats human flesh? Way to go pops, congratulations on your fine parental skills and succeeding in raising a bigger fuck up than you.
Was that a tad bit harsh or am I just being too sensitive?
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