Lance Bass Ruined My Life

A Bitchy Trip To The Movies

Okay. So I want to talk about something that has been bugging the ever loving shit out of me fir some time now. I had actually done the unthinkable and let something go but it was thrust back into my sphere of annoyance recently.

I was sitting at home the other day trying to recover for the sheer level of exhaustion that comes from chasing 4 year olds around all day. Not to mention the nasty head cold I got because they are all walking carriers of the plague. Since u was stuck in bed anyway I decided to use the time to partake in xfinity on demand and catch up on some Grey's Anatomy. It's been a while since I've done some good hating on Meredith Grey. And really. There is so much to fucking hate about her. Every little piece of drama in her live is her own fucking fault. She's like the fucking Captain Kirk of the medical professesion.

Anyway. On demand is doing this bullshit thing now where they won't let you fast forward through the program so you can't miss the crappy comercials. And during all the episodes I watched every single commercial was for that movie Real Steel.

Now I actually want to see this movie even though it's clearly the oldest story in the book. I mean how many times have we seen a movie about a man who falls in love with a robot that he found in a junkyard. I know. It's like they can't come up with original ideas anymore. And that's not to mention Hugh Jackman in some very tight fitting sweatpants. Yeah I'll sign up for a piece of that.

What really fucking bugs me is that someone in Hollywood had the balls to make this movie and not call it Rock'em Sock'em Robots. That's so what it is and I'm a little offended that they are acting like it's not. Did they think no one would make the connection? Well they obviously have no idea how my thought process works. Not that many people do.

But really a movie about fighting robots that are controlled by guys. How is that shit not Rock'em Sock'em Robots? And what's next? A movie inspired by Tic Tac Toss? And why does that idea sound like something I would totally watch?

Not Going To Get Them All

Okay. So there is an enemy out in the world that must be found, captured, tarred, and feathered immediately. Now there are a lot of people out there that I have a severe distaste for, but I don't really go out and condone physical and mental violence against them. One person has changed that. And that person's name is jigglypuff18. Hopefully that is not her real name, but after finding out a little bit about her, I can't be sure.

Now you may be asking yourself what could a simple girl who clearly has an unnatural love for a lame Pokemon character. Well lots actually. Because apparently the heifer is under the impression that Lance Bass has ruined her life. I'm not trying to say that I am the only person in this world who has had their life ruined by Lancey Poo, but I do call dibs on bitching about it online. That's my schtick. So jump the fuck back jigglypuff18 before I have to go all Bye Bye Bye all over your ass.

Now I am well aware that there are a million blogs out there, but I sort of believe mine is special. At least when I am able to post and not so dead tired from chasing after 4 year olds that I pass out the second I get home. So I don't really need someone getting all up in my shit. Especially when that person has decided to equate her Lance Bass horror with her love for Pokemon.

And that's not mentioning the poem that an entire post is dedicated to. Now granted I am like the world's worst English major and I don't get poetry for shit but after reading it, I'm pretty sure this girl is sexually attracted to her pen. And while yes all love is supposed to be cool, that just ain't right.

So I'm warning you jigglypuff18. Step off my shit. If you don't I am so not afraid to unleash some Pikachu all over your ass.