The Blogs That Wouldn’t Die

Motherfucker damn it shit cock piss whore. This is why I will never go on a horrendous mass killing spree.

Me And My Big Foresight

You can’t spend months and years, wondering if McDonald’s is the right hamburger joint to shoot up, planning what day to do it on, researching what caliber machine gun to use, contemplating if breakfast or lunch would yield a better death count, analyzing the market to find out which McDonald’s would be the best one, poring through legal code to find out which states will only give you life in prison for doing it, picking out what you should wear, deciding if you should or should not leave a manifesto, if so, writing, spell checking and having some one proof read the manifesto, and so on and so on trying to cover the myriad of other variables that will surely pop into your head and make you over think and research this whole thing to death.

At some point you have to say ‘Fuck it, its not going to be perfect.‘ and just kick open the doors to a McDonald’s and start firing indiscriminately.

Not me though. I never just act on brilliant ideas, but have to first research them to make sure they will work. Idiot.

I got the brilliant idea that if I got a list of every blogger on Blogger, tracked them down, execution-style killed them and sent Blogger a death certificate and a note saying they could now take that blog down, I would do be doing my part to clean up the web from the retarded amount of crap these fucks are responsible for spewing.

No dice.

I just had to look into it just a little further to make sure it would work. I couldn’t have just assumed it would work, killed a couple hundred bloggers and then tried to get their blogs taken down could I? Dumbass.

Before I even bought one round of ammo I searched to see how to get a blog on Blogger taking down. They are essentially there in perpetuity. Death nor inactivity nor inane rantings nor lack of a blog itself is cause for them to be removed. Once a blog is up on Blogger, only the person who signed up for it can take it down. And if they have a brain embolism and forget even how to wipe their own ass much less that they have a blog, its there to stay.

Now I know in the grand scheme of things, taking a long view at the whole thing, it won’t help clean up the internet But in the short term it would probably make me feel a whole lot better.

I don’t know. Let me pore over this some more—crunch a few numbers and do some more research on this.

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