Some of them want to use you...
I got this in my emails today. I think it says a lot about life.
the grass is greener...
the grass is greener...
Sometimes you can reach too far!
And when you find yourself over-extended and you're stuck in a situation that you can't get out of,
there is one thing you should always remember.......
Not everyone who shows up......
Is there to help you!!!!
Someone please take away this girl's crack pipe.
OMG. Courtney Love just posted a new blog, apparently after hitting her crack pipe REAL BIG. It's titled "Curt's Dead". Yes, ya slutty ho, we know that the biggest rock icon of our time is, in fact dead.
I used to really like courtney love, I thought she was a lot of fun. But really, the girl needs to stop smoking crack then posting blogs. I don't think a lot of people realize the draw the internet has, I've made it a point now (even though a few I did were BRILLIANT) NEVER to drunk blog. If I'm not in my right head I just avoid the computer all together. There's nothing worse than realizing you posted the morning after and your blog's alread gotten a few thousand hits.
What the hell is she even talking about in her little blog here? She goes on and on about people using the last name Cobain for fraudulent purposes, but beyond that i couldn't derive any sense from it whatsoever. Can you?
Read it here. I swear myspace only featured it to make fun of her.
I used to really like courtney love, I thought she was a lot of fun. But really, the girl needs to stop smoking crack then posting blogs. I don't think a lot of people realize the draw the internet has, I've made it a point now (even though a few I did were BRILLIANT) NEVER to drunk blog. If I'm not in my right head I just avoid the computer all together. There's nothing worse than realizing you posted the morning after and your blog's alread gotten a few thousand hits.
What the hell is she even talking about in her little blog here? She goes on and on about people using the last name Cobain for fraudulent purposes, but beyond that i couldn't derive any sense from it whatsoever. Can you?
Read it here. I swear myspace only featured it to make fun of her.
Bored with Maswell dagani
Years ago I made friends with Mack Gloves, a con artist supposedly in the UK. He wanted to prepay for 10 massage visits in some ridiculous amount of like $5g's. We bantered back and forth, I played stupid if for no other reason than to amuse myself. He actually sent a money order from a bank that didn't exist. I think I ended up turning it over to the police, but now I've gotten bored again, and my new friend is Mr Maswell Dagi.
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He Started our banter with this:
DEAR FRIEND,I AM MR. MASWELL DAGANI , A BANKER IN ONE OF THE REPUTABLE BANK IN BURKINA FASO. I HAVE DECIDED TO CONTACT YOU ON A BUSINESS PROPOSAL OF US$2.5M (TEN MILLION FIVE HUNDRED THOUSAND UNITED STATES DOLLAR). THE DEPOSITOR OF THE SAID FUND DIED WITH HIS ENTIRE FAMILY DURING THE IRAQ WAR IN 2006. THE DECEASED CUSTOMER USED HIS WIFE AS THE NEXT OF KIN BUT UNFORTUNATELY, THE WIFE DIED ALONG SIDE WITH HIM DURING THE WAR.PLEASE i WANT YOU TO STAND AS THE NEXT OF KIN AND CLAIM THE FUND WHICH 40% OF THE MONEY WILL BE FOR YOU WHILE 60% WILL BE FOR ME WHICH I WILL COME OVER TO YOUR COUNTRY AS SOON AS THE FUND IS BEEN TRANSFER INTO YOUR ACCOUNT OK. PLEASE REPLY TO THIS MY PRIVATE E-MAIL: maswell003@hotmail.fr,BEST REGARD,MR. MASWELL DAGANI ,BILL AND EXCHANGE MANAGER.
I was bored. Definitely. I responded first with this:
Thank you for calling me! How can I help? I like money, and you seem like a nice person so I can't see any reason not to trust you. Let me know what I need to do!
Seymour Hogginfeld
Then today, I just got this back from my new friend:
Dear Sir/Madan,
Assalamu Alaikum ..........................
+226 78 3416 67.
I am very glad for the choice i made by picking you to be my foreign partner in the execution of this transaction and truly "two good heads they say are better than one". Naturally somebody will feel some how been presented with such an offer that comes but once in ones life time, listen i got your contact throught yahoo tounish search with my laptop when i am searching for a trusted partiner who can help me and execute this transaction, really it's the work of Almight Allah who leads me to your private contact,But my dear I assure you of the 100% risk free of this.
Contact me on my private mobile phone. (+226-78 34 16 67)for the confidentiality of this transaction and don't fail to give me a call immediately you got my email for more explanation concern this transaction and also you should not disclosed to the outside world for the security of my job and the success of this deal.
I found it necessary even before your demand to give you indebt explanation on this deal and to give you details and breakdown of the modality which we have to follow to achieve this highly beneficial success. I am a banker and an insider. I know the process to be taken officially in the bank to investigate and verify your claim to grant you approval as the next of kin to the late Mr.ANDREAS SCHRANNER.
My good friend i see this development as a good opportunity for me to contact you to help me put claim to this fund as his next of kin and accommodate this in your account abroad. I know you may doubt the possibility of this but i am telling you that it is as easy as a.b.c bear in mind that i am the person who submitted the information of this late bank customer to the bank board of directors.
I am in position to give you all information about this man as the bank may require from you after applying as the next of kin to claim his balance. I will like you to know that there is no risk involved for now and in future as all dealing with the bank will go through normal banking procedure and all information will equally be documented for future references.
On my own part i want you to keep this as top secret because i am still working in the bank , if they know that i am the person who gave you the information about their deceased customer, I will
loose my job, you are only required to act on my giving you information daily concerning bank decisions towards this transaction.
To remind you, this transaction is not a child's play nor a little amount involved. We are talking of over (TWO Million, Five Hundred Thousand US Dollars), and so I will not like anybody to spoil it for me because it had taken me years to arrive at the stage of looking for a foreigner to assist me.
what i want from you is to co-company so that i can able to grab this fund into you account in your country,after the money hit to your account i will arrange how to come down to your country or any where you want us to share the money.
On hearing from you that you will not cheat or betray me and then i will draft an application letter and send to you in which you will fill and send to the bank for the smooth claim of this fund, together with the full contact of the bank on how you will apply.
Waiting to hear from you, !!!.
Thanks with best regards,
Yours Brother,
Mr Maswell Dagi.
For my last reply I pulled out one of my favorite white trash inbred personalities that only comes out when some SERIOUS shit talkin needs to occur. This is what said personality responded with:
I'm not to comfortable with this Allah talk, GOD damnit.
What the hell kinda abu dabi bullshit are you tryin to run here boy?
I'm an AMERICAN. I don't support no googa booga terrorist crap. In America we love JESUS. And WHITE GOD. And Mary and her little Baby Jesus. And hot dogs, baseball, and bleach blondes with BIIIIIG TITS.
Go to hell you terrorist bastard. GOD don't love you.
I love being me.
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He Started our banter with this:
DEAR FRIEND,I AM MR. MASWELL DAGANI , A BANKER IN ONE OF THE REPUTABLE BANK IN BURKINA FASO. I HAVE DECIDED TO CONTACT YOU ON A BUSINESS PROPOSAL OF US$2.5M (TEN MILLION FIVE HUNDRED THOUSAND UNITED STATES DOLLAR). THE DEPOSITOR OF THE SAID FUND DIED WITH HIS ENTIRE FAMILY DURING THE IRAQ WAR IN 2006. THE DECEASED CUSTOMER USED HIS WIFE AS THE NEXT OF KIN BUT UNFORTUNATELY, THE WIFE DIED ALONG SIDE WITH HIM DURING THE WAR.PLEASE i WANT YOU TO STAND AS THE NEXT OF KIN AND CLAIM THE FUND WHICH 40% OF THE MONEY WILL BE FOR YOU WHILE 60% WILL BE FOR ME WHICH I WILL COME OVER TO YOUR COUNTRY AS SOON AS THE FUND IS BEEN TRANSFER INTO YOUR ACCOUNT OK. PLEASE REPLY TO THIS MY PRIVATE E-MAIL: maswell003@hotmail.fr,BEST REGARD,MR. MASWELL DAGANI ,BILL AND EXCHANGE MANAGER.
I was bored. Definitely. I responded first with this:
Thank you for calling me! How can I help? I like money, and you seem like a nice person so I can't see any reason not to trust you. Let me know what I need to do!
Seymour Hogginfeld
Then today, I just got this back from my new friend:
Dear Sir/Madan,
Assalamu Alaikum ..........................
+226 78 3416 67.
I am very glad for the choice i made by picking you to be my foreign partner in the execution of this transaction and truly "two good heads they say are better than one". Naturally somebody will feel some how been presented with such an offer that comes but once in ones life time, listen i got your contact throught yahoo tounish search with my laptop when i am searching for a trusted partiner who can help me and execute this transaction, really it's the work of Almight Allah who leads me to your private contact,But my dear I assure you of the 100% risk free of this.
Contact me on my private mobile phone. (+226-78 34 16 67)for the confidentiality of this transaction and don't fail to give me a call immediately you got my email for more explanation concern this transaction and also you should not disclosed to the outside world for the security of my job and the success of this deal.
I found it necessary even before your demand to give you indebt explanation on this deal and to give you details and breakdown of the modality which we have to follow to achieve this highly beneficial success. I am a banker and an insider. I know the process to be taken officially in the bank to investigate and verify your claim to grant you approval as the next of kin to the late Mr.ANDREAS SCHRANNER.
My good friend i see this development as a good opportunity for me to contact you to help me put claim to this fund as his next of kin and accommodate this in your account abroad. I know you may doubt the possibility of this but i am telling you that it is as easy as a.b.c bear in mind that i am the person who submitted the information of this late bank customer to the bank board of directors.
I am in position to give you all information about this man as the bank may require from you after applying as the next of kin to claim his balance. I will like you to know that there is no risk involved for now and in future as all dealing with the bank will go through normal banking procedure and all information will equally be documented for future references.
On my own part i want you to keep this as top secret because i am still working in the bank , if they know that i am the person who gave you the information about their deceased customer, I will
loose my job, you are only required to act on my giving you information daily concerning bank decisions towards this transaction.
To remind you, this transaction is not a child's play nor a little amount involved. We are talking of over (TWO Million, Five Hundred Thousand US Dollars), and so I will not like anybody to spoil it for me because it had taken me years to arrive at the stage of looking for a foreigner to assist me.
what i want from you is to co-company so that i can able to grab this fund into you account in your country,after the money hit to your account i will arrange how to come down to your country or any where you want us to share the money.
On hearing from you that you will not cheat or betray me and then i will draft an application letter and send to you in which you will fill and send to the bank for the smooth claim of this fund, together with the full contact of the bank on how you will apply.
Waiting to hear from you, !!!.
Thanks with best regards,
Yours Brother,
Mr Maswell Dagi.
For my last reply I pulled out one of my favorite white trash inbred personalities that only comes out when some SERIOUS shit talkin needs to occur. This is what said personality responded with:
I'm not to comfortable with this Allah talk, GOD damnit.
What the hell kinda abu dabi bullshit are you tryin to run here boy?
I'm an AMERICAN. I don't support no googa booga terrorist crap. In America we love JESUS. And WHITE GOD. And Mary and her little Baby Jesus. And hot dogs, baseball, and bleach blondes with BIIIIIG TITS.
Go to hell you terrorist bastard. GOD don't love you.
I love being me.
Senator Tells Special Needs Child She’s Stupid.
Here is the beginning of my post. And here is the rest of it.
(fark.com, azcentral.com)
What flew up this lady’s nose? Sen. Linda Gray received an email from a 9th grade student asking why they were cutting funding to education. The email was poorly written and contained no punctuation, and asked why the senator had not cut her own budget. Thinking she was clever, Sen. Gray sent a reply basically saying the money the state had spent on the 9th grade girl’s education had been wasted, and that the little girl was a poor learner.
Guess what, SHE WAS. It’s called a learning disability… not at all her fault.
So the senator said that she didn’t know the little girl had special needs. What a presumptuous hag! It’s a NINTH GRADER… You would think an elected official would have a little broader of a spectrum than that, or at least a shred of compassion.
She’s since apologized, and said “I don’t know what got into me that day”… Seriously, what a self esteem crusher! I’m SURE the little girl what more than aware of her own difficulty learning, she didn’t need the wicked witch of Arizona reinforcing it for her.
Since when did they let politicians handle stuff like that themselves? I’ve sent HUNDREDS of well written, thought out letters and emails to the government but all I get back are prefab broad subject letters written by some Douche in the mail room.
Read the story on AZcentral.com
(fark.com, azcentral.com)
What flew up this lady’s nose? Sen. Linda Gray received an email from a 9th grade student asking why they were cutting funding to education. The email was poorly written and contained no punctuation, and asked why the senator had not cut her own budget. Thinking she was clever, Sen. Gray sent a reply basically saying the money the state had spent on the 9th grade girl’s education had been wasted, and that the little girl was a poor learner.
Guess what, SHE WAS. It’s called a learning disability… not at all her fault.
So the senator said that she didn’t know the little girl had special needs. What a presumptuous hag! It’s a NINTH GRADER… You would think an elected official would have a little broader of a spectrum than that, or at least a shred of compassion.
She’s since apologized, and said “I don’t know what got into me that day”… Seriously, what a self esteem crusher! I’m SURE the little girl what more than aware of her own difficulty learning, she didn’t need the wicked witch of Arizona reinforcing it for her.
Since when did they let politicians handle stuff like that themselves? I’ve sent HUNDREDS of well written, thought out letters and emails to the government but all I get back are prefab broad subject letters written by some Douche in the mail room.
Read the story on AZcentral.com
I freakin FOLD.
Last year I wrote a blog about schadenfreud, which is basically the enjoyment gained from watching the misery of others. What is it about negativity that can become so completely addictive? Just like people who often suffer from schadenfreud, overly negative people seem just as addicted to the unproductive behavior.
I recently dated this guy, pretty sweet kid but HORRIBLY addicted to negativity. He had a little dog that he yelled at all the time, a cat that he hated because it turned out to be female, and friends that he would constantly have petty, irrelevant fights with. When we met it burned real hot until we both discovered that we pretty much got on each other’s nerves.
The day I decided to stop taking his calls his friend had called me rattling on about some fight they got into, like I somehow cared. Then the guy I was seeing got pissy with me over the same, petty situation. I think he wanted to go to game stop or something and nobody would give him a ride, super irrelevant… anyway, even though I knew that the guy didn’t really have feelings for me, instead of just letting it go like it should have been, he decides to call me at 9pm to tell me about my lack of testicular fortitude.
Needless to say I didn’t answer.
But the kid was so addicted to negative energy that he had to make himself into a victim. Not to mention that I absolutely LOVE when people drunk dial me and make an absolute fool out of themselves (I love it even more when it’s 9pm and they’re already drunk dialing me. Makes me wonder how the rest of the night went!). Needless to say, I FOLD.
If this was the only person I had dated like that I would just cut my losses and fahghettaboutit, but I have known WAAAAY too many people chronically addicted to negativity. It’s like it infests our minds, rotting away logic and filling its place with pain. I have been in long-term relationships with people who were like that, they just didn’t know how to be happy. It was like the whole relationship existed in negative energy until the final horrid break up.
I wish I could just sit everyone down like Alex from A Clockwork Orange and make them listen to Boards of Canada while watching “The Secret”. Between the awesome, relaxed, laid back groove spun out by Boards and the amazing message in The Secret, I don’t see how any negative-addicted person could still be standing.
I recently dated this guy, pretty sweet kid but HORRIBLY addicted to negativity. He had a little dog that he yelled at all the time, a cat that he hated because it turned out to be female, and friends that he would constantly have petty, irrelevant fights with. When we met it burned real hot until we both discovered that we pretty much got on each other’s nerves.
The day I decided to stop taking his calls his friend had called me rattling on about some fight they got into, like I somehow cared. Then the guy I was seeing got pissy with me over the same, petty situation. I think he wanted to go to game stop or something and nobody would give him a ride, super irrelevant… anyway, even though I knew that the guy didn’t really have feelings for me, instead of just letting it go like it should have been, he decides to call me at 9pm to tell me about my lack of testicular fortitude.
Needless to say I didn’t answer.
But the kid was so addicted to negative energy that he had to make himself into a victim. Not to mention that I absolutely LOVE when people drunk dial me and make an absolute fool out of themselves (I love it even more when it’s 9pm and they’re already drunk dialing me. Makes me wonder how the rest of the night went!). Needless to say, I FOLD.
If this was the only person I had dated like that I would just cut my losses and fahghettaboutit, but I have known WAAAAY too many people chronically addicted to negativity. It’s like it infests our minds, rotting away logic and filling its place with pain. I have been in long-term relationships with people who were like that, they just didn’t know how to be happy. It was like the whole relationship existed in negative energy until the final horrid break up.
I wish I could just sit everyone down like Alex from A Clockwork Orange and make them listen to Boards of Canada while watching “The Secret”. Between the awesome, relaxed, laid back groove spun out by Boards and the amazing message in The Secret, I don’t see how any negative-addicted person could still be standing.
...the harder they fall!
By I M Sampson L(B)SW
I was honored when I was asked to write a political blog for DUNDERBRAIN.com. But, when I heard I should keep my HPO's—that's 'Hot Politico Opinions' fo' ya'll ignorant folkz—to 250 words a blog?... shit… I had to go to a secret place inside my cranium and channel some Andy Rooney. And in very much a 'Rooney-esc' moment, I realized... that people are so ADD these days, no one stops to take the time to really and truly—what? Oh, right 250 words.
I heard a lyric the other day. It was a fascinating lyric. Being somewhat of a superstitious feller I couldn't help but believe that the lyric was being sung directly to me… for a reason. A secret code I could decipher as a compass to maneuver thru this mad, mad, mad, mad world. OR, is that considered a mental disorder?!? Hang on, let me check my DSM IV real quick!
Yet, this upstart Australian lassie makes an honest and raw argument. She sings: "…the world's a better place when it's upside down." Now, to an Australian living near crystal clear waters and miles upon miles of corral reefs, yeah… I'm sure it IS a much better place upside down. But, everyone seems to forget that when you travel to the interior of that island, there are high concentrated populations of lethal animals and socio-pathic offspring of convicts, criminals and prisoners. Basically, Arkansas with a beach.
But this beach bitch understands, that in order for us peasants to have a fair shot at that outplayed, blingy and cliché phrase—the 'American Dream' (even though she's Australian herself)—that the Titans of Wall Street, the jack-Mad-offs and BLAH-gos, the Sen. Craigs and Gov. Jindals, the lethal animals of the Limbaughnious coultermandering species had to fall. And fall they did!.. or, falling they are? (Ugh, grammar rules!)
Either way, these Giants are continuing to fall at an exponential rate. The world they knew yesterday has been turned upside down today. I gather that while most of them were counting and hoarding our $$ for all those many years, that the other shoe was preparing to drop. Unfortunately for them, when it did, they literally dropped right into the po' man's shoes. And bitch, we got our shoes at Wal-Mart for less than $20! So, like any new species thrust into a new ecosystem, the Darwin rules still apply. Oops, I guess evolution DOES exist!
I was honored when I was asked to write a political blog for DUNDERBRAIN.com. But, when I heard I should keep my HPO's—that's 'Hot Politico Opinions' fo' ya'll ignorant folkz—to 250 words a blog?... shit… I had to go to a secret place inside my cranium and channel some Andy Rooney. And in very much a 'Rooney-esc' moment, I realized... that people are so ADD these days, no one stops to take the time to really and truly—what? Oh, right 250 words.
I heard a lyric the other day. It was a fascinating lyric. Being somewhat of a superstitious feller I couldn't help but believe that the lyric was being sung directly to me… for a reason. A secret code I could decipher as a compass to maneuver thru this mad, mad, mad, mad world. OR, is that considered a mental disorder?!? Hang on, let me check my DSM IV real quick!
Yet, this upstart Australian lassie makes an honest and raw argument. She sings: "…the world's a better place when it's upside down." Now, to an Australian living near crystal clear waters and miles upon miles of corral reefs, yeah… I'm sure it IS a much better place upside down. But, everyone seems to forget that when you travel to the interior of that island, there are high concentrated populations of lethal animals and socio-pathic offspring of convicts, criminals and prisoners. Basically, Arkansas with a beach.
But this beach bitch understands, that in order for us peasants to have a fair shot at that outplayed, blingy and cliché phrase—the 'American Dream' (even though she's Australian herself)—that the Titans of Wall Street, the jack-Mad-offs and BLAH-gos, the Sen. Craigs and Gov. Jindals, the lethal animals of the Limbaughnious coultermandering species had to fall. And fall they did!.. or, falling they are? (Ugh, grammar rules!)
Either way, these Giants are continuing to fall at an exponential rate. The world they knew yesterday has been turned upside down today. I gather that while most of them were counting and hoarding our $$ for all those many years, that the other shoe was preparing to drop. Unfortunately for them, when it did, they literally dropped right into the po' man's shoes. And bitch, we got our shoes at Wal-Mart for less than $20! So, like any new species thrust into a new ecosystem, the Darwin rules still apply. Oops, I guess evolution DOES exist!
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