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Skaters and punks! I support your movement!

               

I was sitting on my ass in front of the computer the other day, when it got me thinking. This world is shifting toward a punk and skaters era, where these punks and skaters (also known as assholes) get all the recognition, while the real people are left in a corner to collect dust and shit.

What’s so great about skaters anyway? All they do is ride around in a board, doing stupid shit and trying to get themselves a broken neck or foot, and they have chicks screaming for them and getting boned by them. Well screw them all! You’d probably think that with all those grinds and flips and shit like that which they are doing, they can cause super cosmic power to be generated that could cure cancer or something along that line. Well, at least, the people who think skating is cool seem to think so.

                     

Nothing a reality check can’t fix. Know what? Sure, skaters have good physical abilities to be able to perform those stupid stunts, but the climax of any skating session is when a dumbass skater falls off his board/ slams into a lamp post/ gets hit by a car, and end up losing his teeth/ leg(s)/ arm(s)/ spine/ neck/ life. Wake up, you morons! Skaters are doing those stunts because they’re trying to get themselves killed. Stop cheering and supporting them, and you might actually save a life, dammit!

               

Even worse are punks. The reason punks exist is due to the rise of more and more stupid punk rock bands, dressed up like idiots, and singing like someone is constantly scrubbing their nuts/ ass with sandpaper. A few examples are Sum41, Avril Lavigne, and Bowling For Soup. There are more, of course, but I’m just putting 3 examples there so you idiots who don’t know what punk rock is can look up their music, and grow to hate it.

                  

Anyway, can’t people make up their own styles anymore? Believe me, you wouldn’t believe how many people I see dressed up like punks nowadays. With all their spiked collars and thick leather bracelets, looking all tough and mighty. Impressionable idiots with no personalities. Last I remember, spiked collars were put on dogs. And what’s with those extreme spiked hair on punks anyway? I’m talking about those where the spiked hair on their heads can actually be counted. Imagine a whole head full of hair, and you clump them all together to make spikes which can actually be counted! I don’t know about you people, but back in my days, objects with spikes sticking out from the top were called drain-cleaning brooms. Man, I hate people.

                  

I’m sick of skaters. And punks give me dierrhea. The only reason why they are who they are is probably because they are too dumb to work for McDonald’s, which is a company that hires dumbasses. I suggest digging a deep hole, filling it with petroleum, setting it on fire, and let skaters jump their asses into it, while punks are puched in beyond their will. Pretty good idea, don’t you think? I’m sick of this shit.

               

~ Skaters and punks have visited this site, but left because they were too dumb to understand anything in here ~