Keeping Up With The Shit Turbines.........I Mean Kardashians....Nope I Mean Shit Turbines

As you well know if you've followed this blog of mine I FUCKING HATE REALITY T.V. It seems every sperm dumpster who thinks their all that and a bag of chips has a reality show. A couple days I saw another fucking televised travesty of visual diareah......Keeping Up With The Kardashians.

Now don't get me wrong I think Kim Kardashian is fucking hot and wouldn't throw her out of bed for eating crackers, fuck she could eat a whole turkey fucking dinner and spill shit all over the place and I'd be down with that. And for the hell of it I'd give the old pork sword to the mom and her two sisters to, cause I roll like that (just to clarify I think she has a couple of underage sisters I think, I'm talking about the ones that LEGAL...I'm not into jail). But I have a question WHAT IN THE NAME OF FUCK DID THESE ASS CLOWNS DO TO GET FAMOUS IN THE FIRST PLACE.

Up till like two years ago I never head of these fucking idiots. Mention the name Kardashian and I would probably assume you were talking about those annoying fucking aliens on Star Trek Deep Space 9 ( yeah I watched from time to time fuckers BUT I AM NO FUCKING TREKKER BITCHES, THIS DUDE IS ALL ABOUT THE WARS........STAR FUCKING WARS) So where the fuck did these people come from? Are they illegal aliens or perhaps some government top secret project to create the most useless humans alive? Is this a sign of the impending zombie apocalypse perhaps? Either way this reality bullshit must end right the fuck now.

Here's what I propose....we take all these Jersey Shore, spray tan, skinny bitch, windbag, fucking model, I'm as fake as fucking humanly possible types who have turned television into a shit show and fire their sorry plastic asses into the fucking sun.

And just to clarify I watched the show because I was half out of it from spending most of the night putting my website together (http://www.therazors-edge.com/ in case you want to check it out) and was too fucking tired to reach the remote. I was practically passing out in my dinner. I was no way doing illegal things with farm animals and or midgets dressed as wrestlers........that's my story and I'm fucking sticking to it.

That is all

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And Now Another Edition Of Fuck You Friday

So here we are it's another Friday night, and the world is all fucking magical and elves are dancing and singing.....yeah fuck that shit I want napalm dropped on those little bastards from a fighter jet. It's been a busy week for this wolf, courses all manner of shit, some good, some bad, some well just meh. But I know I couldn't leave all my loyal STALKERS followers (all 2 of you) alone and scared, so here is another post to keep you going.

So here we go:

Fuck you to the fucking seagull who thought my head would be an excellent target to shit on. I was covered all over the place with bird shit that look like moldy milk and half chewed. Thanks you fucking shit hawk I really love being covered in you're fucking ass droppings. If you EVER land where I can catch you I'll hold you down and shit on you to give you a taste of what it feels like you feathered fuck.

Fuck you to the fat American family from the middle of nowhere Alabama who thought me being covered in shit was funny. 10 more feet ass wipes....10 more feet and you your fat cow of a wife, and you're little shit 14 year old offspring would be wearing it. By the way those ice cream bars that were dripping down your shirts arn't going to make you skinny.

Fuck you to the creepy weirdo on the mountain bike who started to sing to me about how you and you're brother have a million dollars in the bank. Let's get it clear asshole 1. I doubt your a millionaire 2. You smelled like piss and cheap booze 3. If you had a million dollars I don't give a rat's ass 4. Leave me the fuck alone.

Fuck you to the asshole who ran a red light and almost ran me over. Get you're head out of you're ass numb nuts. You missed me by an inch and you yell at me you shit stain, and you're confused why I wanted to punch you in the face..............good job dumb ass.

Fuck you to the three stuck up bitches who couldn't move one fucking foot over so I could get past them when I went for my last run. I know you saw me coming, I know you heard me say "Excuse me please", and you knew I had no fucking place to go but along the edge. But no you didn't move over so I had to otherwise I would have plowed right into you're stupid asses. In doing so I twisted my knee. Have you ever had a knee injury bitches, it's not fun.........I hope you get herpes.

Fuck you HST (Harmonized Sales Tax) which the province just brought in. My last grocery bill went up 20 bucks. I hope you plan on doing something useful with the money like...............anything but hookers and blow you crooked greedy shits.

And last but not least Fuck you to google keywords, are you fucking serious that people use the term "DON'T TURN THIS RAPE INTO A MURDER" to find my blog, really...wow or how bout "VANCOUVER GAY ESCORTS" what the fuck kind of game are you playing with me Google? Do I have to smack a search engine?

So that sums it up for this weeks Fuck you Friday, and now go make me a sandwich.

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