God damn it I am still pissed the fuck off. This truly and utterly sucks. I need some fucking Ken Tremendous in my life. I could settle for some Mose Schrute, but even he's gone off, overlooking some Amy Poehler project to be shown on NBC in April. C'mon, Mike, what the fuck are people going to do with no KT or Mose through April? And let's not even bring up food metaphors or reason number 21 million why Bill Plaschke doesn't deserve a job.
I was happy not blogging for a while. I was content with the way life was going, because God knows, blogging is not something you do when you're happy. Blogging is reserved for those days in your life where "Break Stuff" is blasting on your iPod, when you just want to, like Fred Durst, break stuff. As a matter of fact, it is reserved for these days where you want to break Fred motherfucking Durst. Am I bitter today? Yes. Am I going to ramble on and on til I can't make sense of what I am writing? You fucking bet your ass I will.
Right. So where the fuck was I? Yes. Mose Schrute. Ken Tremendous. Bill Plaschke. Somewhere in this realm, you will find Bodie Brodaus (that's Bodie Brodaus, as in me, not J.D. Williams, the inspiration behind this alter ego of mine). And Bodie is mad, ladies and gentlemen. Is he mad at Michael Schur (the real life Mose and KT)? No. Fuck no.
Bodie is just mad at the world.
Monday, November 17, 2008
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Is it ok if i like this post? or would that just make me mean? this is of course me assuming what u know im assuming ;p even if im wrong, dont tell me..im going to assume and enjoy it..well done ;) except way too many fucks in there.
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