Vindictive Bastard

Cleaning out some junk in the trunk…

Twisted / 19 August, 2008 / Leave a Comment

I’ve decided it was time to go through the archives and remove alot of posts that really aren’t worth keeping around anymore. Well, most would think ALL of them aren’t worth keeping around, but, who gives a shit what YOU think anyway…

I also heard MOTHER was reading through my blog, sighing and bawling about the bullshit I wrote too, then going back around to family members telling them that I had written about them or whatever. It’s always nice to have remove the stuff you write, because it might hurt someone feelings, or just be the wrong thing to do…

Free speech is always shot down by someone, and having to “hide” your feelings, thoughts at a specific time, and yet having to change what you write from weeks, months, YEARS ago… is always a wonderful thing! NOT! It’s total bullshit… It’s like saying, “you’re not allowed to be YOU! You’re supposed to be what “WE” want you to be…” I’m sorry, but that’s just fucked up…

There was really NOTHING in my past posts that were that bad, especially regarding the family… I think I should include a PayPal donation button for a Sam’s Club sized box of tissues… Anyway, I will be removing alot of the more pointless posts though. Drama related and etc… Aight, I’m off to handle the business… tata!

P.S. Like I said before, if you don’t like what’s written here, then you can always just fuck off, and click the RED X button at top right corner of your screen…

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Fucking debt collectors…

Rants

Twisted / 18 August, 2008 / Leave a Comment

There’s nothing worse then debt collectors calling every god damn couple of hours of every god damn day…

I swear, they call more than family, girlfriend, friends, and general other idiots and assholes you never wanna hear from. Hell, I’d rather hear from the idiots and assholes, then the debt collectors…

Usually when they call and ask for me, I just tell them one of the following:

“Oh, he’s at work. He’s trying to make the money to pay you guys off so you stop fucking annoying the hell out of him with your god damn daily phone calls!”
I’m sorry, but he’s currently unavailable. He’s outside burning up all those worthless piece of shit letters you’re send him on daily basis.
I’m sorry, he can’t come to the phone right now. He’s out buying more alcoholic beverages with the money that he should be paying you off with…
I’m sorry, I’m currently… I mean, he’s currently unavailable at the moment, can I take yet ANOTHER god damn message from you!?!? I mean after all! It’s only been an hour since you last called…
Hey! It’s YOU again, I haven’t heard from you since yesterday!! How’s the family doing?
Hi, I’m sorry but Spencer died the other day. He no longer is with us. If you want, I can give you his new number and address. 1-666-666-6666 and his address is: 666 Satan Drive, Hell, 66666. Good luck getting ahold of him.
Hey there! I’m sorry, but I really don’t give a shit how much I owe you. Oh wait, this is his brother, I’m sorry. Can I take a message?
You know, you call more than my ex-wife does, when she needs the kids watched? And that’s pretty damn much. My as well just have them signed over to me, and you too! Whoo Hoo!
You know, rather then spending all this time and money trying to get ahold of ME, why not just wait until I get ahold of you? That way; the debt amount due never goes up, nor will the fucking collection fees.
Hello again god damn it, how about this; rather than calling for Spencer all the god damn fucking time, why not just move your “firm” into his house!? That way, you don’t have to call and call, or send out repeat letters all the time. You can just wake him up in the morning in his bedroom, and drive him fucking nuts that way!?!? OR, just be around him all the time in general until he commits suicide… then he won’t owe you SHIT!

The other thing I hate though too, is they sometimes “act” like they’re your friend or something…”Hey, is Spencer there? Tell him this is Mike! Remember me?!” I reply… “Wait, who this again? Mike from where?” I swear they’re getting just as smart “trick” wise, than we are!! Fucking god damn bastards!!

Me: If it’s so easy, can you make the first $50.00 payment for me…..? Or give me your credit card or checking acct. info so I can make that first payment…?

OR:

Them: Hello…Mr. Spencer…..I’m calling about a debt that you’ve created in 1999! I was just wondering if you’d like to take care of that today….??

Me: Well…! If you haven’t caught on by now…I really didn’t have any intentions on paying anything on it, especially if it’s from 1999 and haven’t made one single payment since I created the debt in 1999. Now kindly lick my hairy (recently just shaven) nut sack!!

God! I SHOULD get a job as a Debt Collector! Of course, I’d probably end up having to call myself all the time… ah well, at least I’d enjoy a conversation with myself!! Hell, might get better responses and have some actual desire of paying off debts… Ummm, NOT!

Knowing ME, I’d get into the “system” and give myself a ZERO BALANCE! HAHAHAHA! Fuck, I need to get a job at these collection firms… shit! Anyway, I’m out for now… I gotta call the girlfriend and then get to bed so I can wake up to a debt collector calling me at 7 or 8am… FUCK! Tata!

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R.I.P. Thomas Taylor.. (1977 – 2008)

Feelings General

Twisted / 12 August, 2008 / Leave a Comment

It was brought to my attention yesterday, that an old friend died on the 7th. Had I seen the write up about him sooner, I would have posted this sooner.

Thomas (Tom, Tommy) passed away at the age of 30, from an infection which stemmed from a surgical operation he had. It’s a shame too, because not only was he still young, but because he’s also leaving behind a fiancee and two sons.

I met Tom years ago through a friend. We had some disagreements from time to time, but we also shared quite a few good times as well, and partied ALOT back then too, LOL! But, as time went on, everyone kinda branched off to do their own thing(s), and then he moved off into another area of Pennsylvania, so it was harder to see him.

Anyway, I was planning on visiting him soon too. I heard he was back around the local area again, but was just too busy at the time to do the visiting. Damn it sucks. Fuck! I should have tried harder to make time to see him sooner. Just didn’t expect him to pass like that…

I guess it goes to show you, anyone could pass at anytime, from any cause… sigh. I’ll miss ya man. Rest peacefully. You’re in our hearts, mind, and prayers…

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Vcast music + Rhapsody (Crapsody) – Vcast music = Shit

General Rants

Twisted / 11 August, 2008 / Leave a Comment

Ya know what blows horse sized loads? The fucking Rhapsody (Third Turd party shitty software that’s used along side Verizon’s Vcast Music shop) Software.

There’s nothing like buying a shit-load of songs LEGALLY (for once in my life), only to resort in having to download most of them ILLEGALLY via Limewire… Come on Crapsody… I mean…Rhapsody.. get your shitty software working right!!!!!!

Anyway, here’s my dilemma; I buy songs via Verizon’s Vcast Shop through the cell, and download the songs to the 2gb memory card. Even then, some of the songs can’t be fully downloaded at all… nor work (get player errors, “unable to access file” message), because something gone shitty on the software end of it. (Not sure if that’s Verizon’s fault though, I think it’s from Crappy Rhapsody’s side of the software.)

They tell me to get the VCast / Rhapsody software to be able to download the songs from my account to the computer… so, that’s what I did. Now, here’s where it gets even more shittier than before… Some of the songs fail upon downloading through the software too!

So not only some of the songs that I paid for, can’t be downloaded to the phone, but they can’t be downloaded to the computer either!! WHAT THE FUCK!!?!??!?! That’s like going to the store, buying the cd, then not being able to bring it home with you!!

The music artists bitch and bawl that everyone is grabbing their songs ILLEGALLY all the time, and then when someone ACTUALLY BUYS THEIR SONGS LEGALLY, YOU CAN’T GET THEM ANYWAY!!!!!!!! Not only THAT, even when you transfer the working songs from the memory card to the computer with a Memory Card reader, the songs can’t play in Media Player because it’s “Protected”.

Which then also results in a pop-up for the download prompt for having to download the VCast / Rhapsody software shit (which I already HAVE to begin with) but keeps prompting for downloading it anyway. Hell, even when I open the Rhapsody software while being logged in to IT, it don’t work, it won’t let me play “Protected / Purchased” songs in Media Player.

NOTHING FUCKING WORKS RIGHT, BECAUSE IT’S FUCKING SHIT!

Can’t upload YOUR OWN PURCHASED songs from the phone to the computer with a USB cable, can’t transfer them via memory card reader either and have them play for you (because after all, you paid for them and want them saved some where), but you can upload songs from the Computer to the phone. That’s fucking bullshit! That’s like, being able to drive the car into the garage, but not allowed to back it out later.

Because, what if your phone is accidentally ruined, someone steals it, water gets inside of it, or whatever. Where’s the back-ups of these songs? Besides grabbing them from your account online to download them to the computer, and even then, what if most can’t be downloaded anyway!?!?!?! Hey, it happened to me…

Last resort, is… Limewire. Even then, sometimes you’re shit out of luck, because the specific songs can’t be found in Limewire either… Nothing like trying to do everything legally, but can’t, because nothing works like it’s supposed too, so, there’s no choice but to do it illegally.

Bottom line is; Rhapsody is Crapsody! IT’S SHIT! And I seriously think Verizon should handle it all on their own, and not deal with any Third Turd Parties like Crapsody. We might have fewer problems that way. I’m tired of this shit, I’m just plain fucking tired. I’m off for bed… tata.

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Military man..

General

Twisted / 28 July, 2008 / Leave a Comment

Most don’t know, I’ve been in the military. Basically right out of High School. Yep, in 1996, been there done it and would to do it again!

Nothing beats driving an M1A1 tank, shooting the 50 caliber machine gun, throwing live grenades, shooting the M-16 machine gun, 9mm hand guns, and eating M.R.E.S in the field.

Besides having to stay in shape, I think the worst part was having to take apart all the guns and putting them back together again in so many seconds. The actual physical training part, is what I loved most.

I’d actually LOVE to get back into Boot Camp again, because it taught respect, it taught you how to stay alert, stay in shape, how to eat and live off the land despite the worst case scenario you could face. I think, feel, and believe… that everyone in the world, NEEDS to be “ready”.

When the “shit hits the fan”, if war breaks out, if a nuke was dropped, if an A-bomb was dropped, if an asteroid hit, if a tidal wave struck, if anything of above happened or worse… would you be ready? Would YOU KNOW how to survive?

Personally, I think the average American would be a lost soul. Why, because everyone is so fucking spoiled rotten! That if something really happened, they wouldn’t know what to do! “Oh daddy, the microwave burnt out. Can we fix it?!” Um, NO!

We’ve just had an electromagnetic bomb dropped above the U.S.A. and it burnt out all, and everything electronic. Cars, microwaves, radios, T.Vs, cellphones, and everything else that’s electronic goes BYE BYE. Could you live?

Answer; Most likely not. Why? Because everyone is so pampered and spoiled by technology, and having everything handed to them on silver platters. It’s not making fun of anyone, it’s reality. If an A-bomb dropped in the U.S. what would you do?

Would you know how to survive it and live through it? Most responses would be no. I’ve been through Boot Camp (US Army) training. I’ve been taught alot of things, and quite frankly… I feel that it’s not fair or right, that the average citizens are “kept in the dark” about “how to survive”.

I firmly believe that EVERYONE needs to be provided with the tools in order to stay alive. Rather than be pampered all the time, try going without all your normal daily routines once. GO WITHOUT; video games, the microwave, the stove, the car, the backyard pool, the clocks, the computer, the TV, the phone, the normal way of life as you know it.

Train, learn how to survive without SHIT. Because before you know it, you really won’t have shit. And when that time comes, at least, hopefully, you’ll get through it. Because that time will come, and it won’t be long from now. Good luck with life, because I’ll always be here standing my ground.

Learn from those that know, because if you don’t, you will go. Tata!

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Apparently everyone missed the memo that was hung up on my middle finger…

Feelings General

Twisted / 21 July, 2008 / Leave a Comment

Like I said in a post way back in Sept 2004. “Friends” are shit…

Now, before people start getting their panties into a bunch, this is referring to LOCAL OFFLINE “friends”, not online “friends”. Anyway, you know who are true friends, when they at least act like it, or ARE really being friends to you.

Evidently, a handful of local “friends” keep forgetting, that I really don’t give a flopping fuck if I don’t see them, hangout with them all the time, if they’re starting drama, or just talking smack about me behind my back. Um, I’m sorry to burst the bullshit bubble, but, I don’t give a flopping willy dilly fuck about anything, or anyone.

The expression “Bros before hos” apparently only works if it’s being used towards me. They used to always say that to me when I spent alot more time with my girlfriend, rather than them. All this dissing that you’re doing, all the bullshit drama you’re dishing out, all the general retarded games and bullshit you pull, won’t ever phase me a bit.

It just boils down to one thing, I was awesome before you came into my life, and will always be awesome if you’re in it or not. And no matter what ya all say or do, won’t phase me a bit. Why? Because, I really don’t give a flopping shit. Keep running your lives into the gutter and cesspool of shit fuckers.

While I’m at the top level of life, I’ll be sure to wave down to you all and take that daily jingle on you. Good luck with your shitty lives. Fuck you, fuck what you do, fuck everything about you, fuck ya all to hell. I’m done with this bullshit, tata!

P.S. Please note: Not ALL friends are shit, I put the word “friends” in quotes. Because it’s referring to those that CLAIM to be “friends”, but really aren’t anything but a steaming pile of fucking shit. There’s a difference.

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Spankings…

General

Twisted / 15 July, 2008 / Leave a Comment

Just curious, but…what the hell is wrong with people giving their kids spankings, either in public or private!?!?!?

I don’t know WHY people are bitching and making a big stink about parents giving their own kids spankings. I mean shit, back when I was growing up…us kids always got spanked when we did something wrong. No one bitched, complained, or made a big stink about it, period.

My mom and step-dick-dad used a belt, a wooden paddle, or their bare hands, which ever was closest to them at the time. I firmly believe, that if a kid is getting out of hand, being bad, or just downright defiant, they deserve a spanking…

It’s what helps keep kids inline and headed down the right path in life. Without some form of punishment to help keep kids on the straight and narrow…they’ll end up in the news later down road when they grown up. Either for robbing stores, stealing in general, being a general troublemaker, criminal, or law breaker.

People of today are pussies when it comes to giving punishment to kids. “Don’t hit your kid, that’s child abuse!!” Ummm, no. It’s called, giving THEIR OWN kids what they deserve for being bad. To help keep THEIR OWN kids inline and headed down the right path in life…

Without some form of “Law and Order” for their kids, there’ll only be anarchy. With the kids running wild, doing what THEY want to do, and show no respect for anyone…

To the whiners and bawl babies bitching about kids getting spanked… I think YOU need a spanking and time out, NOW GO SIT IN THE CORNER, YOU BAWL BABY BITCH MOTHERFUCKERS!

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I’m tired of saying it, so here’s a message for everyone…

Bitches It Is Said Rants

Twisted / 14 July, 2008 / Leave a Comment

Here’s an image that best describes what’s been going on the last few weeks, or month. Once you read the image, you’ll have a better understanding of what’s been going on lately…

Now, don’t get me wrong though, guys are just as bad. But around here lately… it’s just been the females… Go ahead girls, take a bow, you trifling whore bag bitches…

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Young Bucks getting with the Old Fucks…a new fad?

General It Is Said

Twisted / 10 July, 2008 / Leave a Comment

I’m not sure, but I must say, lately… it seems like ALOT more people around my age (25 to 35) are going for the old fucks. I’m not sure WHY or for WHAT reason, but it just seems to be happening ALOT lately.

I’m not saying it’s a bad thing, but for some of the young bucks choices, Oh my fucking god… barf city. There’s a few other people I know, that I THINK / BELIEVE are tampering with the old dick or clit, but I ain’t going to say shit about it now.

Hell, I even have YOUNGER chicks wanting me, and I’m 32. So yeah, there again the young bucks are chasing the old fucks… I ain’t THAT old god damn it, shut the fuck up. I may be 32 but I look 23… wheeeeee! Now, where’s my next soon to be lover… oh yeah, that’s right… I gotta wait a few more years… Anyway, I’m out for the night… tata…

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The summer heat…

General

Twisted / 9 June, 2008 / Leave a Comment

The quick and simple way to lose that extra meat!

Unlike most normal folks out there, ya know… those with money that can afford air conditioners and shit… If you a broke dick, cheap bastard like myself, you can’t afford those wonderful things like everyone else does…

Cheap bastards like me just learn to live with it, and have to suffer with the unbearable summer heat. I mean, even IF you shaved all the hair off your body, went around naked in the house, and turned fans on… you’re still gonna end up losing the pounds by the hour / day and still feel like a Jew in an Incinerator (oven).

Hey, one good thing at least… Once ya FINALLY make it to Hell with your daddy Satan, you’ll be used to the heat. That, and you’ll be reunited with your family again, like one huge happy family reunion! Skinny as hell too, not to mention hairless, if you shaved all the hair off your body! Either way, it’d be burnt off in Hell anyway when ya got there…so fuck it.

Not to mention, you’ll be looking nice for that reunion. So fat bastards, and anyone else… if you wanna lose that extra meat the cheap affordable way, get naked, lose the air conditioners, and shave off all that hair… Free ball it bastards!

Anyway, I gotta get back on the scale again… I think I lost another 2 pounds typing this post out in my Incinerator… I mean, the oven… tata!

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