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Thursday, August 5, 2004
You Dented
So a while ago I came on here, before work. I noticed I had a private message on here. And I thought, "Aww, whoever sent old Mitch this PM must be a really, really cool nice person to go all out of their way and send Mitch a PM!"
And I go in, and see who it's from.
It's from some guy called Dent2 I notice, and I wonder if I know this person, and I know I never have recalled seeing them.
So I go in and check this PM this person sent me, thinking it might be worth reading, but knowing my hopes are actually down.
When the page containing the PM finally loads, my eyes view this, rendered:
"HI NICE SITE I LIKE YOUR HOPE YOU TAKE A LOOK AT MY SITE AND PLZ TILL SOME FRIEND I RELLY LIKE YOUR SITE BYE."
OK WELL THNKS I'M GLD U LIKE MY SIGHT TO TILL UR FREND I RELLY LIKE UR SITE TOO. . .
I mean, Jesus Christ (yep, that's right, I said The Savior's name in vain. What're you gonna do? Call the ghostbusters on me? ). Jesus Christ Jesus Christ Jesus Christ Jesus Christ! Jesus Christ!
Look at this PM! What an utter catastrophe, an utter failure at communication, an utter failure at correct grammar, punctuation, and let alone anything coherant at all! Oh, the tears which welt into my eyes at this PM, how my hands feel a creator's need to rip and rend the person who wrote this, and make them type it correctly, or else face the wrath of torture and brutality, oh how could a human being stoop so low and go too high and fall down way down from the sky and land deep in the ground, deep deep deep, until there's no ground left and it all seems so wrong and you can't breathe and you're seeing something you never thought you'd see, so deep deep deep!
Well, Dent, I'm glad you put your dent in me today.
I was happy to receive your PM, in fact I was goddamned ecstatic, even elated, even aroused. . .but dear god almighty who's not up in heaven and who people worship like he's their #1 man, can't you give me something that's actually got correct grammar and has some punctuation, and has some sense?
It's all I ask.
I mean, Jesus Christ Bananas.
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