Needless to say, shits about to go down--
It began with the forging of the Great Rings; three were given to the Elves immortal, wisest, and fairest of all being. Seven to the Dwarf Lords great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls
And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of Men, who above all else desire power. For within these rings were bound the strength and will to govern each race... But they were all of them deceived, for another Ring was made.
In the Land of Mordor In the Fires of Mount Doom The Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret a last ring to control all others and into this ring he poured his cruelty, his malice, and his will to dominate all life; One Ring to rule them all. One by one the free lands of Middle Earth fell to the power of the ring but there were some who resisted. A last alliance of Men and Elves marched against the armies of Mordor and on the slopes of Mount Doom they fought for the freedom of Middle Earth.
Victory was near but the power of the Ring could not be undone. It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, that Isildur, son of the king, took up his father’s sword! Sauron, the enemy of the free peoples of Middle Earth, was defeated. The ring passed to Isildur who had his one chance to destroy evil forever... But the hearts of Men are easily corrupted and the ring of power has a will of it’s own.
It betrayed Isildur to his death and some things that should not have been forgotten were lost.
History became legend, legend became myth. And for nine years the ring passed out of all knowledge until, when chance came, it ensnared a new bearer. The ring came to a creature named Peter Jackson who took it deep into the tunnels of the Warner Brothers studios and there it consumed him. The ring brought to Peter the unnatural ability to raise a thought to be dead franchise back to life... and for what seemed to be five hundred years it poisoned his mind, and in the gloom of Peters cave it waited... darkness crept back into the forests of the world as the nerds heard rumors of a shadow to the east, whispers of a nameless fear.. but something happened then, the ring did not intend. It jumped back onto the big screen on December 14, 2012 where there would come a time where hobbits would shake the fortune of all.
~Cate The Human.
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Friday, November 9, 2012
I'm not dead, just busy.
I do apologize for my blogging absence... but I've been working hard on my book- yes, I'm writing a book- and I haven't found the time to blog. This is going to be a short blog because I don't really have anything to rant about... and that sucks. Anyway! I'll try to fit some blogging time into my weekend if I can get a request, but remember, I will NOT blog about religion or politics... I'll piss someone off to the extreme like I did the other day on Twitter... Have a nice day peeps! Make smart choices!
Thanks for reading!
~Cate The Human
Thanks for reading!
~Cate The Human
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Everything I know about Adventure Time's history.
As by request; Everything that I know about Adventure Time's history--
So before the Candy Kingdom and that stuff the world was earth. But then there was a massive nuclear war that took out all of North America and Europe, thus the Land of Ooo was created in a giant crater left behind from the blast. This was called the Great Mushroom War; referring to the mushroom cloud that a nuclear bomb makes. All of it was destroyed but a place called Beautopia- which looks like it was an old mall of some sort- that lies underground in something like the sewers of maybe NYC (but it was exploded by the bomb so NYC isn't there anymore, all that's left is the underground stuff). In the Land of Ooo you will find loads of different kingdoms one of them being the kingdom of the dead. The kingdom of the dead is ruled by Ghost Princess and looks like a very large graveyard (the kingdom not the princess). According to a ghost who lives in a grave next to Ghost Princess's she's been there the longest out of everyone and after seeing her vision of how she died you come to find out that she lived in Medieval times and died at battle with her love, Sir Clarence (who ended up being the one who killed her). In the Kingdom of the dead there are ghosts of people who died in the Great Mushroom War (I'm assuming) who, if asked, could explain what happened during the bombing. Basically, the entire world in Adventure Time is the aftermath of a Nuclear War mutation and all.
If someone were to take a stroll through the beautiful land of Ooo, one might find themselves captivated by the natural beauty that surrounds them... not noticing the over turned police car's that have rusted and become overgrown with plant life or the half buried city's underwater. But who would? You're in a world where dogs fucking talk and rainbows and unicorns have been put together to make rainacorns. You wouldn't notice either so shut 'ya face.
If you've ever seen an episode of adventure time you would know that there are quite a few characters who play major roles in proving the bomb theory. One of these characters is the Ice King. When Finn and Jake obtain a video of the Ice King's they learn that he was a human once and he collected and studied antiques. There was one antique that really stood out from the rest, a crown that contained magic. Once he put it on he became the Ice King but he soon went mad (which may or may not have had something to do with the radiation) and lost his Fiance -the reason he is constantly trying to get married to stolen princesses-. But! This also shows that he SURVIVED the nuclear war and made himself a fortress after the bomb hit made entirely out of ice.
Another character that can prove the bombing is Marcelline the Vampire Queen. She is a fun loving person with an apatite for trouble making and a good time; but is there more to her than that? Yes. In an episode of Adventure Time, Finn and Jake have to go into Marcelline's mind to steal a memory of hers and give it to a wizard with no arms (who, later, we find out to be an ex boyfriend of hers who just wanted to erase the memory of their break up). While scouting around in her head Finn and Jake see a lot of her past. There is one memory that really sticks out from the rest; Marcelline is a little girl playing with a teddy bear in front of a run down trailer in a trailer park, it seems deserted and left in ruins -possibly during the nuclear war or just in the beginning of it- she is playing by herself and has no friends, its a disturbing scene I will admit. The sky is colored to look dreary and dismal, perfect for a disaster. Another memory they come across that seems strange, her father is sitting in a diner -also appears run down and left in ruin- eating Marcelline's French fries, this really upsets her -in fact she doesn't forgive her father until after she is a vampire and the Land of Ooo has long since taken place of North America- and she gets angry. After forgiving her father for the fry ordeal Marcelline is in the Nightosphere with Finn, Jake, and her father (a place very similar to hell) when her father says something about her being his little girl, she replies "I'm a thousand years old dad," indicating that the disaster happened a very, very long time ago. All proof that Marcelline and her father (later seen in the show after Finn and Jake accidentally call him to the Land of Ooo with a ritual dance that Marcelline showed them) both lived before the Mushroom war and survived it.
Princess Bubblegum is yet another example of people who lived before the Mushroom War. She's a tricky example but it can be proven; In an episode with her and Marcelline it is suggested that they knew each other before the war- suggested but not clarified. The princess knows fluent German and she is an amazing scientist (possibly one who messed with Nuclear stuff before???) who has a knack for wanting to bring back the dead. She is also unlike anyone else in the Candy Kingdom, she is made entirely out of bubblegum BUT she still looks and acts human. Therefore she survived the war.
Finn the human is pretty good example but not exactly the greatest. Finn is in fact a human, which means that he is the only known human left in the Land of Ooo (Susan Strong is implied to be a human after the Beautoipa episode but not proven to be one) which means his parents were probably killed trying to save him. Seeing as he is a human raises the question, why isn't he mutated or effected by the radiation? Is there more like Finn out there? Hmm, possibly.
Susan Strong and the fish people are probably the second greatest example of people who survived the Mushroom War. For centuries they have been hidden deep beneath the surface in a sewer-like place that conceals their Kingdom, Beautopia, which greatly resembles an indoor Mall. When Finn and Jake are removing tree stumps from the ground (as Princess Bubblegum asked them to) they come upon a man hole that is covered with a metal lid. Naturally, with an appetite for adventure, they remove it and follow the tunnel down to the deep underground -that again, looks like a sewer- only to find people who look like humans, with strange hats, hiding behind trash cans, mattresses, and other trash junk. They are terrified of Finn; they shudder and hide as he comes closer (maybe shaken up and still scared from the Bomb). Finn is excited, he had finally found other humans! But, as it turns out, they weren't humans, they were fish people; after removing their hats (similar to Finns "awesome hat") you can see gills and fins sticking out from their heads. But, Susan does not remove her hat. So Finn is lead to wonder if she is also a fish person. It was not until later in the series that you find out that Susan is a human -implied not proven- when they take back beautopia from the "glub glubs" -pool floaties that turn into monsters-. Unfortunately, from the episodes that I've watched, that is the last you see of Susan Strong and the fish people. Can it be that Beautopia is the remains of an American city? Are the fish people just humans who were effected by radiation and just mutated a bit? I think so.
The entire show is the way it is because of the "Great Mushroom War" and all of this is pointed out in the show if you just watch carefully! Well done and a pat on the back to the creators of Adventure Time for this well thought out and complex show! Nuclear war.. who would have thought!? The people of the Land of Ooo are all extremely happy despite their past, but this is what makes it so disturbing! I love it!
Thanks for reading! If you have any more questions about Adventure Time or would like to share some information about it with me just send me an e-mail at CateTheHuman@gmail.com Ill get back to you as soon as I get it. You can also tell me on my twitter @CateTheHuman and facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." where you can leave a comment or a message requesting a blog. Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
So before the Candy Kingdom and that stuff the world was earth. But then there was a massive nuclear war that took out all of North America and Europe, thus the Land of Ooo was created in a giant crater left behind from the blast. This was called the Great Mushroom War; referring to the mushroom cloud that a nuclear bomb makes. All of it was destroyed but a place called Beautopia- which looks like it was an old mall of some sort- that lies underground in something like the sewers of maybe NYC (but it was exploded by the bomb so NYC isn't there anymore, all that's left is the underground stuff). In the Land of Ooo you will find loads of different kingdoms one of them being the kingdom of the dead. The kingdom of the dead is ruled by Ghost Princess and looks like a very large graveyard (the kingdom not the princess). According to a ghost who lives in a grave next to Ghost Princess's she's been there the longest out of everyone and after seeing her vision of how she died you come to find out that she lived in Medieval times and died at battle with her love, Sir Clarence (who ended up being the one who killed her). In the Kingdom of the dead there are ghosts of people who died in the Great Mushroom War (I'm assuming) who, if asked, could explain what happened during the bombing. Basically, the entire world in Adventure Time is the aftermath of a Nuclear War mutation and all.
If someone were to take a stroll through the beautiful land of Ooo, one might find themselves captivated by the natural beauty that surrounds them... not noticing the over turned police car's that have rusted and become overgrown with plant life or the half buried city's underwater. But who would? You're in a world where dogs fucking talk and rainbows and unicorns have been put together to make rainacorns. You wouldn't notice either so shut 'ya face.
If you've ever seen an episode of adventure time you would know that there are quite a few characters who play major roles in proving the bomb theory. One of these characters is the Ice King. When Finn and Jake obtain a video of the Ice King's they learn that he was a human once and he collected and studied antiques. There was one antique that really stood out from the rest, a crown that contained magic. Once he put it on he became the Ice King but he soon went mad (which may or may not have had something to do with the radiation) and lost his Fiance -the reason he is constantly trying to get married to stolen princesses-. But! This also shows that he SURVIVED the nuclear war and made himself a fortress after the bomb hit made entirely out of ice.
Another character that can prove the bombing is Marcelline the Vampire Queen. She is a fun loving person with an apatite for trouble making and a good time; but is there more to her than that? Yes. In an episode of Adventure Time, Finn and Jake have to go into Marcelline's mind to steal a memory of hers and give it to a wizard with no arms (who, later, we find out to be an ex boyfriend of hers who just wanted to erase the memory of their break up). While scouting around in her head Finn and Jake see a lot of her past. There is one memory that really sticks out from the rest; Marcelline is a little girl playing with a teddy bear in front of a run down trailer in a trailer park, it seems deserted and left in ruins -possibly during the nuclear war or just in the beginning of it- she is playing by herself and has no friends, its a disturbing scene I will admit. The sky is colored to look dreary and dismal, perfect for a disaster. Another memory they come across that seems strange, her father is sitting in a diner -also appears run down and left in ruin- eating Marcelline's French fries, this really upsets her -in fact she doesn't forgive her father until after she is a vampire and the Land of Ooo has long since taken place of North America- and she gets angry. After forgiving her father for the fry ordeal Marcelline is in the Nightosphere with Finn, Jake, and her father (a place very similar to hell) when her father says something about her being his little girl, she replies "I'm a thousand years old dad," indicating that the disaster happened a very, very long time ago. All proof that Marcelline and her father (later seen in the show after Finn and Jake accidentally call him to the Land of Ooo with a ritual dance that Marcelline showed them) both lived before the Mushroom war and survived it.
Princess Bubblegum is yet another example of people who lived before the Mushroom War. She's a tricky example but it can be proven; In an episode with her and Marcelline it is suggested that they knew each other before the war- suggested but not clarified. The princess knows fluent German and she is an amazing scientist (possibly one who messed with Nuclear stuff before???) who has a knack for wanting to bring back the dead. She is also unlike anyone else in the Candy Kingdom, she is made entirely out of bubblegum BUT she still looks and acts human. Therefore she survived the war.
Finn the human is pretty good example but not exactly the greatest. Finn is in fact a human, which means that he is the only known human left in the Land of Ooo (Susan Strong is implied to be a human after the Beautoipa episode but not proven to be one) which means his parents were probably killed trying to save him. Seeing as he is a human raises the question, why isn't he mutated or effected by the radiation? Is there more like Finn out there? Hmm, possibly.
Susan Strong and the fish people are probably the second greatest example of people who survived the Mushroom War. For centuries they have been hidden deep beneath the surface in a sewer-like place that conceals their Kingdom, Beautopia, which greatly resembles an indoor Mall. When Finn and Jake are removing tree stumps from the ground (as Princess Bubblegum asked them to) they come upon a man hole that is covered with a metal lid. Naturally, with an appetite for adventure, they remove it and follow the tunnel down to the deep underground -that again, looks like a sewer- only to find people who look like humans, with strange hats, hiding behind trash cans, mattresses, and other trash junk. They are terrified of Finn; they shudder and hide as he comes closer (maybe shaken up and still scared from the Bomb). Finn is excited, he had finally found other humans! But, as it turns out, they weren't humans, they were fish people; after removing their hats (similar to Finns "awesome hat") you can see gills and fins sticking out from their heads. But, Susan does not remove her hat. So Finn is lead to wonder if she is also a fish person. It was not until later in the series that you find out that Susan is a human -implied not proven- when they take back beautopia from the "glub glubs" -pool floaties that turn into monsters-. Unfortunately, from the episodes that I've watched, that is the last you see of Susan Strong and the fish people. Can it be that Beautopia is the remains of an American city? Are the fish people just humans who were effected by radiation and just mutated a bit? I think so.
The entire show is the way it is because of the "Great Mushroom War" and all of this is pointed out in the show if you just watch carefully! Well done and a pat on the back to the creators of Adventure Time for this well thought out and complex show! Nuclear war.. who would have thought!? The people of the Land of Ooo are all extremely happy despite their past, but this is what makes it so disturbing! I love it!
Thanks for reading! If you have any more questions about Adventure Time or would like to share some information about it with me just send me an e-mail at CateTheHuman@gmail.com Ill get back to you as soon as I get it. You can also tell me on my twitter @CateTheHuman and facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." where you can leave a comment or a message requesting a blog. Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
That guy on Facebook.
Dear guy on facebook,
Yes, that's right, I'm blogging about you. Why am I blogging about you? Because you sir, are an ass hole. You can go ahead and judge me. Judge it up!! I guess I offended you, maybe with my seething hatred for Taylor Swift? Well, if that's the case, it's not my fault that you have a terrible taste in music.
I wouldn't have blogged about you if you hadn't been so stupid whilst telling me off on my facebook page. You see, my motto is 'If you're going to insult/ tell someone off, do it intelligently' because if you don't... you're just an insult to yourself. So ha-ha you unintelligent bastard, obviously you've made a complete ass of yourself. If you've ever read any of my blogs you would know that they are judgmental rants that my friends and I find funny. You don't have to like them.
But that's not what's makes me so angry. You can go ahead and tell me off on facebook- that's all fine and dandy. But do not be so insulting as to tell me off and misspell everything you're typing ON PURPOSE. Honestly, you're doing nothing to make me look like I'm a total fucktard, you're doing that to yourself.
Anyway, I hope you take this blog as constructive criticism so you learn proper English. I wish you the best in your daily life and I hope you move out of your grandparents basement very, very soon.
~Most sincerely,
Cate The Human
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blogs (as well as this dick heads remark) on my facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." or follow me on Twitter @CateTheHuman. Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Yes, that's right, I'm blogging about you. Why am I blogging about you? Because you sir, are an ass hole. You can go ahead and judge me. Judge it up!! I guess I offended you, maybe with my seething hatred for Taylor Swift? Well, if that's the case, it's not my fault that you have a terrible taste in music.
I wouldn't have blogged about you if you hadn't been so stupid whilst telling me off on my facebook page. You see, my motto is 'If you're going to insult/ tell someone off, do it intelligently' because if you don't... you're just an insult to yourself. So ha-ha you unintelligent bastard, obviously you've made a complete ass of yourself. If you've ever read any of my blogs you would know that they are judgmental rants that my friends and I find funny. You don't have to like them.
But that's not what's makes me so angry. You can go ahead and tell me off on facebook- that's all fine and dandy. But do not be so insulting as to tell me off and misspell everything you're typing ON PURPOSE. Honestly, you're doing nothing to make me look like I'm a total fucktard, you're doing that to yourself.
Anyway, I hope you take this blog as constructive criticism so you learn proper English. I wish you the best in your daily life and I hope you move out of your grandparents basement very, very soon.
~Most sincerely,
Cate The Human
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blogs (as well as this dick heads remark) on my facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." or follow me on Twitter @CateTheHuman. Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Friday, August 31, 2012
Why I cant stand Taylor Swift.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!RANT ALERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!--If you like Taylor Swift, don't read. I love my fans and I don't want them to hate me because I can't stand that bitch--
I hate her music, her face, her attire, her voice, her attitude, her perfume, her guitar, her albums, her hair, her eyes, anything that sounds like her, anything that looks like her, etc... This is why-
I haven't liked Taylor Swift since she started singing. She doesn't even sound good! Honestly, if i wanted to hear someone bitch about their love life (or lack there of) I'd bitch about that shit by my self. She doesn't even look good when she sings! She looks like a constipated dinosaur!! This bitch is on my list of the top ten people that I cant stand. Shes like, number two. Fucking annoying bitch- had Isildur cast her into the fires of Mount Doom we wouldn't be having this problem would we?
I'm not kidding when I tell you that even her Perfume smells like whiny bitch. In the words of Jenna Marbles "Smells like desperation!" and it does. Because shes desperate. I honestly don't even know how shes famous! If this bitch can make as much as she does by whining about not being able to keep a man I should be able to make a few bucks singing about my period or how much I hate wearing my bra. News flash honey, heartbreak is a part of everyday life. I don't think I've heard more than one song by her that isn't about some guy who fucked her over. Hey, hey Taylor! If you have a reason to keep singing about heartbreak.... maybe that should tell you something about your attitude. Or your face. Either or. Maybe its both.
Now- I don't usually watch the Country Music Awards but... if I'm with family and their watching it.. I don't have much of a choice. I swear to glob, every time this bitch doesn't get the award that shes nominated for she throws a little bitch fit silently in her chair. She like rolls her eyes and glares at the person who does get it. Way to be a fucking team player. Bitch. Get over yourself! The only award that you deserve is the award for the worlds whiniest bitch. I can see it now!~~~~~~~ "And the winner, for the Country Music Awards Whiniest Bitch goes to......... Taylor Swift!!" everyone will clap and cheer and she'll cry and thank her fans for the WELL DESERVED award.
I live for the day that her fans abandon her. I fucking live for that shit. I cant wait to see her face... she'll be all like "Wha- what!? Why doesn't- Why don't you people love me anymore!?" And then I'll rise up above the rest of the world and say "BECAUSE YOU SUCK IN EVERY ASPECT OF YOUR LIFE" and then go buy a cheese burger and some fries with my peeps. Because I don't fucking care about what she does after that. She wouldn't be so bad if she wasn't so fake all of the time. Like she acts like she cares about her fans and shit but she doesn't. She could care less. All she sees is the fame. You can tell that by watching her face when she looses an award at a music award thing. She needs to grow up. Maybe if she can do that, I might start liking her.
I apologize to all of my peeps who like her. But its not my fault that you have a bad taste in music. Go listen to The Killers or Deadmau5 or Adele or someone with a real musical talent.
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blogs on facebook on my page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." Or you can follow me on twitter @CateTheHuman where you can read shit that I post that generally makes no sense but I find the need to tweet. Thanks again peeps! ~ Cate The Human
I hate her music, her face, her attire, her voice, her attitude, her perfume, her guitar, her albums, her hair, her eyes, anything that sounds like her, anything that looks like her, etc... This is why-
I haven't liked Taylor Swift since she started singing. She doesn't even sound good! Honestly, if i wanted to hear someone bitch about their love life (or lack there of) I'd bitch about that shit by my self. She doesn't even look good when she sings! She looks like a constipated dinosaur!! This bitch is on my list of the top ten people that I cant stand. Shes like, number two. Fucking annoying bitch- had Isildur cast her into the fires of Mount Doom we wouldn't be having this problem would we?
I'm not kidding when I tell you that even her Perfume smells like whiny bitch. In the words of Jenna Marbles "Smells like desperation!" and it does. Because shes desperate. I honestly don't even know how shes famous! If this bitch can make as much as she does by whining about not being able to keep a man I should be able to make a few bucks singing about my period or how much I hate wearing my bra. News flash honey, heartbreak is a part of everyday life. I don't think I've heard more than one song by her that isn't about some guy who fucked her over. Hey, hey Taylor! If you have a reason to keep singing about heartbreak.... maybe that should tell you something about your attitude. Or your face. Either or. Maybe its both.
Now- I don't usually watch the Country Music Awards but... if I'm with family and their watching it.. I don't have much of a choice. I swear to glob, every time this bitch doesn't get the award that shes nominated for she throws a little bitch fit silently in her chair. She like rolls her eyes and glares at the person who does get it. Way to be a fucking team player. Bitch. Get over yourself! The only award that you deserve is the award for the worlds whiniest bitch. I can see it now!~~~~~~~ "And the winner, for the Country Music Awards Whiniest Bitch goes to......... Taylor Swift!!" everyone will clap and cheer and she'll cry and thank her fans for the WELL DESERVED award.
I live for the day that her fans abandon her. I fucking live for that shit. I cant wait to see her face... she'll be all like "Wha- what!? Why doesn't- Why don't you people love me anymore!?" And then I'll rise up above the rest of the world and say "BECAUSE YOU SUCK IN EVERY ASPECT OF YOUR LIFE" and then go buy a cheese burger and some fries with my peeps. Because I don't fucking care about what she does after that. She wouldn't be so bad if she wasn't so fake all of the time. Like she acts like she cares about her fans and shit but she doesn't. She could care less. All she sees is the fame. You can tell that by watching her face when she looses an award at a music award thing. She needs to grow up. Maybe if she can do that, I might start liking her.
I apologize to all of my peeps who like her. But its not my fault that you have a bad taste in music. Go listen to The Killers or Deadmau5 or Adele or someone with a real musical talent.
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blogs on facebook on my page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." Or you can follow me on twitter @CateTheHuman where you can read shit that I post that generally makes no sense but I find the need to tweet. Thanks again peeps! ~ Cate The Human
Monday, August 6, 2012
The top 10 reasons why the nerdy life is the best life.
I've always been a nerd, always will be. I could tell you off using 6 different nerdy comic books, movies, games, or books in one sentence. Fucking try me. I'll destroy you. Anyway, I present to you- The top 10 reasons why the nerdy life is the best life.
Reason 10~
You can do weird and ridiculous shit because people already judge you!
You can do shit like- running through out your school in a cape screaming your self-given hero name... not that I've ever done that or anything...
Reason 9~
No matter what you're doing or where you are, you always know that you can find something to do.
I don't give a fuck how old I am, my best friend and I still pretend like were elves and make bows out of sticks and strings that we find outside. Fuck you all. Its fun as fuck and I refuse to stop doing it. I don't care if you think we're weird. I don't care if you think were acting like children; we know you secretly want to join us on our adventures. Fuck off. Stop being a grown up ass hole. Grab a broomstick and I'll fly to Hogwarts with you.
Reason 8~
Comic Con is the greatest get together of nerds on the entire fucking planet; friendships are made there.
For those of you who don't know what Comic Con is; slap yourself in the face right now, go to bing.com and fuckin search that shit. Unacceptable. Mother fuckers. Shame on you.
Reason 7~
Not once in my entire 18 years of life that I have lived have I ever had a nerdy friend betray or back stab me just as I have never betrayed or back stabbed someone else unless given reason to.
Nerd friends are the best kind. Despite popular belief we do have quite a few friends and we cherish them. We don't have "paper plate" peeps. We don't just use them for a while and throw them out.
Reason 6~
We are masters at killing anything that comes our way.
I don't care what your mommy and daddy told you. Video games and movies prepare you for shit that other peeps aren't prepared for- Orc attacks, Zombie apocolypse, Goblin attacks, Dragon attacks, Demon attacks, how to kill a Greek god, how to tame a mythical creature, what to do if your hurt by a mythical creature, how to Zombie-proof your house, how to take down a Nazgul, how to kill a cave troll, how to kill a dark lord, how to ward off dementors, what spell to use to unlock shit that you need unlocked, and last but certainly most important, how to destory the ring of power. Yeah, mother fuckers, so the next time you tease a nerd and a Nazgul comes to your door looking for the one ring don't come crying to us. We will let that bitch feed you to his dragon. Dillholes.
Reason 5~
Nerds invented the computer, smart phone, or tablet you are reading this blog off of.
That's right bitches. Some nerd is bathing in the money they have while playing World of Warcraft or watching Lord Of The Rings because you bought the shit that they created. So fuck off. Without us you'd still be using the pony express.
Reason 4~
We have amazing imagination.
As I explained earlier in the blog, my friend and I still "play" Lord Of The Rings. Why? Because we still have our imagination.We can look at a stick and turn it into a sword or a staff with our minds. Take that you douche bag fuckers. Did you think that J.K. Rowling wrote Harry Potter off of nothing? No, she imagined it. So fuck off.
Reason 3~
We create the majority of your favorite things.
A nerd invented the PlayStation, a nerd also invented the X-Box and the Nintendo shit. Stan Lee created all that is Marvel Comics and some dude invented DC comics (I really could care less who invented DC... The only good hero that comes from DC is The Green Lantern, the rest fucking suck). Nerds invented the gaming chair you sit in to play on your game console, they invented Ipods and Zunes and Mp3's. Again, without us, you would have nothing. If you wanted to hear music or play a game you would have to whistle and grab a bag a marbles.
Reason 2~
We can actually recreate anything we love.
Unlike you peeps and your petty chick flicks and lame action movies about cars, we can remake anything we see. We have awesome role play battles in open fields with swords and bows and shit. I'm sorry but there's really no way to act out Sex in the City- unless your like 50 with a face lift and you feel like hitting on 19 year old boys. But while your trying to do that I'll be kicking ass with my fake blade with the back up of a fellow nerd to defend our queen. FOR GLORY!
And finally.... the #1 reason why being a nerd fuckin rocks my socks...
Reason 1~
We only have to worry about what we look like a few times a year.
Holidays and Comic Con. You do NOT want to show up to Comic Con with a shitty cos play get up. If you do you've just set yourself up for disaster and pain.
And that's why being a nerd is where its at. You can keep your reality. We don't want it. We're all just fine where we are.
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blog posts on my facebook page "Go, F*ck Yourself, Thanks" or you can follow me on twitter @CateTheHuman where you can read tweets about random shit that no one actually cares about. I'm always open for suggestions on what to blog about but I wont know what you want unless you tell me! Leave it in a comment on a blog or hit me up on facebook or twitter! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Reason 10~
You can do weird and ridiculous shit because people already judge you!
You can do shit like- running through out your school in a cape screaming your self-given hero name... not that I've ever done that or anything...
Reason 9~
No matter what you're doing or where you are, you always know that you can find something to do.
I don't give a fuck how old I am, my best friend and I still pretend like were elves and make bows out of sticks and strings that we find outside. Fuck you all. Its fun as fuck and I refuse to stop doing it. I don't care if you think we're weird. I don't care if you think were acting like children; we know you secretly want to join us on our adventures. Fuck off. Stop being a grown up ass hole. Grab a broomstick and I'll fly to Hogwarts with you.
Reason 8~
Comic Con is the greatest get together of nerds on the entire fucking planet; friendships are made there.
For those of you who don't know what Comic Con is; slap yourself in the face right now, go to bing.com and fuckin search that shit. Unacceptable. Mother fuckers. Shame on you.
Reason 7~
Not once in my entire 18 years of life that I have lived have I ever had a nerdy friend betray or back stab me just as I have never betrayed or back stabbed someone else unless given reason to.
Nerd friends are the best kind. Despite popular belief we do have quite a few friends and we cherish them. We don't have "paper plate" peeps. We don't just use them for a while and throw them out.
Reason 6~
We are masters at killing anything that comes our way.
I don't care what your mommy and daddy told you. Video games and movies prepare you for shit that other peeps aren't prepared for- Orc attacks, Zombie apocolypse, Goblin attacks, Dragon attacks, Demon attacks, how to kill a Greek god, how to tame a mythical creature, what to do if your hurt by a mythical creature, how to Zombie-proof your house, how to take down a Nazgul, how to kill a cave troll, how to kill a dark lord, how to ward off dementors, what spell to use to unlock shit that you need unlocked, and last but certainly most important, how to destory the ring of power. Yeah, mother fuckers, so the next time you tease a nerd and a Nazgul comes to your door looking for the one ring don't come crying to us. We will let that bitch feed you to his dragon. Dillholes.
Reason 5~
Nerds invented the computer, smart phone, or tablet you are reading this blog off of.
That's right bitches. Some nerd is bathing in the money they have while playing World of Warcraft or watching Lord Of The Rings because you bought the shit that they created. So fuck off. Without us you'd still be using the pony express.
Reason 4~
We have amazing imagination.
As I explained earlier in the blog, my friend and I still "play" Lord Of The Rings. Why? Because we still have our imagination.We can look at a stick and turn it into a sword or a staff with our minds. Take that you douche bag fuckers. Did you think that J.K. Rowling wrote Harry Potter off of nothing? No, she imagined it. So fuck off.
Reason 3~
We create the majority of your favorite things.
A nerd invented the PlayStation, a nerd also invented the X-Box and the Nintendo shit. Stan Lee created all that is Marvel Comics and some dude invented DC comics (I really could care less who invented DC... The only good hero that comes from DC is The Green Lantern, the rest fucking suck). Nerds invented the gaming chair you sit in to play on your game console, they invented Ipods and Zunes and Mp3's. Again, without us, you would have nothing. If you wanted to hear music or play a game you would have to whistle and grab a bag a marbles.
Reason 2~
We can actually recreate anything we love.
Unlike you peeps and your petty chick flicks and lame action movies about cars, we can remake anything we see. We have awesome role play battles in open fields with swords and bows and shit. I'm sorry but there's really no way to act out Sex in the City- unless your like 50 with a face lift and you feel like hitting on 19 year old boys. But while your trying to do that I'll be kicking ass with my fake blade with the back up of a fellow nerd to defend our queen. FOR GLORY!
And finally.... the #1 reason why being a nerd fuckin rocks my socks...
Reason 1~
We only have to worry about what we look like a few times a year.
Holidays and Comic Con. You do NOT want to show up to Comic Con with a shitty cos play get up. If you do you've just set yourself up for disaster and pain.
And that's why being a nerd is where its at. You can keep your reality. We don't want it. We're all just fine where we are.
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blog posts on my facebook page "Go, F*ck Yourself, Thanks" or you can follow me on twitter @CateTheHuman where you can read tweets about random shit that no one actually cares about. I'm always open for suggestions on what to blog about but I wont know what you want unless you tell me! Leave it in a comment on a blog or hit me up on facebook or twitter! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Friday, August 3, 2012
Why I fucking hate that bitch.
RANT ALERT. Bad one.
The title is self explanatory, I fucking hate her, and this is why-
This bitch, is the downfall of my "small town" society. Not only does she look like that thing that you scraped from the bottom of your shoe, but she thinks she's a "gangster". Bitch, shut the fuck up, you live in a farming community you aren't gangster (that's right, I'm surrounded by dumb hilly billy buttfucks 24/7). She is by far the most anoying person I've ever met and she continues to live up to her name, Dirty Shankhoe, everyday. At this point you're probably thinking "Well jeeze Cate, that's a bit harsh" NO you shut the fuck up right now. Just give me a chance to elaborate.
This girl, if put in middle earth, would scare an orc. Or maybe not; the orc might think she's its inbred cousin or something. She is that nasty. And I hate her with all of the spiteful fires of Mordor. Anyway, my point.... I have been told that I'm quite pretty- okay lets just say it, I'm one sexy fuckin bitch. Now I don't like this guy but seriously? Orcs inbred cousin, or sexy bitch? Hmm. Tough one.
Well the orcs inbred cousin made one of my best friends choose between me and her. Unfortunately, like any desperate man, he chose her. Fuckin skank. And not even for a good reason! Just because we were talking AS FRIENDS. I hate her. And I don't believe in hatred. She pisses me off to no end. I want to go over to her house and saw everything in half including her. Shes a stupid skank.
Well that's all I had to say about that. It was a short blog. Probably not even a good one. Just needed to vent to my blog reading peeps.
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blog posts on facebook at "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." or you can follow me on twitter @CateTheHuman. Remember that I, always open for new blog ideas, but I cant blog about it if you don't tell me what you want! So get on one of your social networks and friggen tell me whats up! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
The title is self explanatory, I fucking hate her, and this is why-
This bitch, is the downfall of my "small town" society. Not only does she look like that thing that you scraped from the bottom of your shoe, but she thinks she's a "gangster". Bitch, shut the fuck up, you live in a farming community you aren't gangster (that's right, I'm surrounded by dumb hilly billy buttfucks 24/7). She is by far the most anoying person I've ever met and she continues to live up to her name, Dirty Shankhoe, everyday. At this point you're probably thinking "Well jeeze Cate, that's a bit harsh" NO you shut the fuck up right now. Just give me a chance to elaborate.
This girl, if put in middle earth, would scare an orc. Or maybe not; the orc might think she's its inbred cousin or something. She is that nasty. And I hate her with all of the spiteful fires of Mordor. Anyway, my point.... I have been told that I'm quite pretty- okay lets just say it, I'm one sexy fuckin bitch. Now I don't like this guy but seriously? Orcs inbred cousin, or sexy bitch? Hmm. Tough one.
Well the orcs inbred cousin made one of my best friends choose between me and her. Unfortunately, like any desperate man, he chose her. Fuckin skank. And not even for a good reason! Just because we were talking AS FRIENDS. I hate her. And I don't believe in hatred. She pisses me off to no end. I want to go over to her house and saw everything in half including her. Shes a stupid skank.
Well that's all I had to say about that. It was a short blog. Probably not even a good one. Just needed to vent to my blog reading peeps.
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blog posts on facebook at "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." or you can follow me on twitter @CateTheHuman. Remember that I, always open for new blog ideas, but I cant blog about it if you don't tell me what you want! So get on one of your social networks and friggen tell me whats up! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Thursday, July 26, 2012
A list of my all time fave jokes that I laughed my ass of at but everyone else seems to think are stupid.
I love laughing, anyone who doesn't love to laugh is one depressing fuck and should take an arrow to the knee (haha theres one of them). So, I give to thee- A list of my all time fave jokes that I laughed my ass off at but everyone else seems to think are stupid;
5) There's a blond a brunet and a a red head all working at NASA. They just finished astronaut training and they get to choose which planet they want to go to. At lunch they sit down and discuss this; The ginger looked up and said, "I want to go to Pluto, because its the farthest from the sun!" The brunet shook her head and said "That'd be nice, but Mars is a much better choice." So the blond looks at the both of them and says "I want to go to the sun!" The ginger and the brunet look at her and say "You cant go there! You'd burn alive!" So the blond laughs "You guys are fuckin stupid, not at night duh!"
I laughed so fuckin hard when my friend told me this joke. I think I may have peed a little.
4) I was walking through the forest when I ran into this naked man who just kept screaming "Imma Tee-pee Imma Wigwam! Imma Tee-pee! Imma Wigwam!" So I looked at the guy and said "Relax man! Your two tents!"
Lol tell this one to your history teacher, they'll love it.
3)Yo momma's so fat she left the house in High Heals and came back in Flip-flops.
Nearly peed myself hearing this Yo Momma joke. Love them all!
2) This woman walks into an ice cream shop, blond hair, pink dress, big sunglasses; she stops in front of the cashier and looks at the menu for a good amount of time. Finally the young man behind the counter looks at the woman and asks "What can I get you ma'am?" he smiles.
She responds "I'd like a chocolate ice cream cone please."
The boy frowns, they just ran out, "I'm sorry ma'am we don't have any chocolate Ice cream but because we don't have what you like I'll let you have one of any size with any topping for free." He smiles again. The woman nods and looks at the menu.
Finally she looks up at him and says "I'd like a chocolate Ice cream cone please" the boy keeps his calm.
"I'm sorry, I don't know if you didn't hear me, we are out of chocolate ice cream," he would smile again,"I swear the new one is on the house." she nodded and apologized for her requesting the same thing twice. Again, she looks at the menu, she looks at him and says "Id like a chocolate ice cream please."
The boy behind the counter takes a deep breath hes frustrated. He wondered why this beautiful woman didn't understand what he was telling her, "Look, let me put this in a way you'll understand; when you take the straw out of strawberry, what do you get?"
The woman thought for a minuet, "Berry." she said.
"Okay, when you take the Va out of Vanilla what do you have?"
She thought again and then answered, "Nilla."
He looked at her and smiled, "Good now, When you take the Fuck out of chocolate what do you get?"
The woman didn't hesitate to think about it this time, "There's no fuck in chocolate!" the boy threw his arms up and said "Lady that's what I've been trying to tell you!!!"
This is one of the funniest ones I've heard. Love it! You have to tell the joke with some serious attitude to make it funny though!
1) So did you hear about that guy who got his left arm and left leg chopped off by that psycho? *your friend responds with a "No"* Oh, well don't worry, he's all right now.
This is, by far, the single funniest joke I've ever heard in my 18 years of life. I heard it on Adventure Time and literally could not stop laughing... I had the giggles for two days after hearing it. Seriously the funniest joke in the universe.
I love jokes, so I'm always up for hearing a new one! If you have any good jokes tweet me about it, post it to my facebook page, or tell me on Google+ (Cate Finn). I don't care how bad they are, if their funny their worth reading!
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blog posts on facebook at "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." or you can follow me on twitter @CateTheHuman. Remember that I, always open for new blog ideas, but I cant blog about it if you don't tell me what you want! So get on one of your social networks and friggen tell me whats up! Hope you find these jokes funny! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
5) There's a blond a brunet and a a red head all working at NASA. They just finished astronaut training and they get to choose which planet they want to go to. At lunch they sit down and discuss this; The ginger looked up and said, "I want to go to Pluto, because its the farthest from the sun!" The brunet shook her head and said "That'd be nice, but Mars is a much better choice." So the blond looks at the both of them and says "I want to go to the sun!" The ginger and the brunet look at her and say "You cant go there! You'd burn alive!" So the blond laughs "You guys are fuckin stupid, not at night duh!"
I laughed so fuckin hard when my friend told me this joke. I think I may have peed a little.
4) I was walking through the forest when I ran into this naked man who just kept screaming "Imma Tee-pee Imma Wigwam! Imma Tee-pee! Imma Wigwam!" So I looked at the guy and said "Relax man! Your two tents!"
Lol tell this one to your history teacher, they'll love it.
3)Yo momma's so fat she left the house in High Heals and came back in Flip-flops.
Nearly peed myself hearing this Yo Momma joke. Love them all!
2) This woman walks into an ice cream shop, blond hair, pink dress, big sunglasses; she stops in front of the cashier and looks at the menu for a good amount of time. Finally the young man behind the counter looks at the woman and asks "What can I get you ma'am?" he smiles.
She responds "I'd like a chocolate ice cream cone please."
The boy frowns, they just ran out, "I'm sorry ma'am we don't have any chocolate Ice cream but because we don't have what you like I'll let you have one of any size with any topping for free." He smiles again. The woman nods and looks at the menu.
Finally she looks up at him and says "I'd like a chocolate Ice cream cone please" the boy keeps his calm.
"I'm sorry, I don't know if you didn't hear me, we are out of chocolate ice cream," he would smile again,"I swear the new one is on the house." she nodded and apologized for her requesting the same thing twice. Again, she looks at the menu, she looks at him and says "Id like a chocolate ice cream please."
The boy behind the counter takes a deep breath hes frustrated. He wondered why this beautiful woman didn't understand what he was telling her, "Look, let me put this in a way you'll understand; when you take the straw out of strawberry, what do you get?"
The woman thought for a minuet, "Berry." she said.
"Okay, when you take the Va out of Vanilla what do you have?"
She thought again and then answered, "Nilla."
He looked at her and smiled, "Good now, When you take the Fuck out of chocolate what do you get?"
The woman didn't hesitate to think about it this time, "There's no fuck in chocolate!" the boy threw his arms up and said "Lady that's what I've been trying to tell you!!!"
This is one of the funniest ones I've heard. Love it! You have to tell the joke with some serious attitude to make it funny though!
1) So did you hear about that guy who got his left arm and left leg chopped off by that psycho? *your friend responds with a "No"* Oh, well don't worry, he's all right now.
This is, by far, the single funniest joke I've ever heard in my 18 years of life. I heard it on Adventure Time and literally could not stop laughing... I had the giggles for two days after hearing it. Seriously the funniest joke in the universe.
I love jokes, so I'm always up for hearing a new one! If you have any good jokes tweet me about it, post it to my facebook page, or tell me on Google+ (Cate Finn). I don't care how bad they are, if their funny their worth reading!
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blog posts on facebook at "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." or you can follow me on twitter @CateTheHuman. Remember that I, always open for new blog ideas, but I cant blog about it if you don't tell me what you want! So get on one of your social networks and friggen tell me whats up! Hope you find these jokes funny! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Jenna Marbles- my blogging tribute.
Dear Jenna Marbles,
Hello sexual! Let me start by saying that you are one funny bitch. This entire blog (meaning not just this post but the entire People are F*cking Stupid blog) was created because you inspired me to do it. Boom, that's right. I said it. Jenna motha-fuckin Marbles is the reason for this blog. I am hopelessly addicted to your videos... Not kidding you, HOPELESSLY addicted. From your very first video of Marbles to your most recent 100th video (which was funny as fuck by the way) I've been through a journey that is car lashes, bitches breaking I-phones, Lady Gaga writing music, Justin Beiber, Ke$a, Nicki Minaj, Snooki, what boys do on the internet, what boys do in the bathroom, what boys do in the car, Sarah Palin, Madona, Spider-man, what girls do on the Internet, what girls do in the bathroom, what girls do while driving, dressing up as Drake to do the cinnamon challenge, and Landsharks. Words do not describe how truly awesome you and your awesomeness really are. I'd like to take a moment to thank you for making me laugh while I'm sad or bored as fuck and have nothing to blog about.
Another thing I admire about you're awesomeness is your neediness. I to, am a nerd. I read comic books instead of magazines, I watch SyFy instead of Oxygen and I play videogames like there's no tomorrow (needless to say if ever there was an orc invasion or a Dementor attack, I'd be the bitch to call). So thank you, Jenna Marbles, for being a sexy fuckin nerd.
I've gotten a shit ton of shit from your videos like- What guys do just about anywhere they go, how to do my make-up likes yours when I'm drunk, why girls dress like sluts on Halloween (even though I don't dress like one I've always wanted to know why others do), and how to do a plank on the ground... as a landshark. I'm pretty sure that the world will agree with me when I say you have touched our lives with the hand of comedy and for that, we -yet again- thank you. Keep being sexy!
Most sincerely, your heavily addicted fan, Cate The Human.
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blog posts on my facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." I'm always open for new ideas on what to blog about so throw those bitches out there! I NOW HAVE A TWITTER, @CateTheHuman follow me if you want updates about upcoming blogs or if you just want to hear about a bunch of random shit that goes on in my day that has nothing to do with anything... Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Hello sexual! Let me start by saying that you are one funny bitch. This entire blog (meaning not just this post but the entire People are F*cking Stupid blog) was created because you inspired me to do it. Boom, that's right. I said it. Jenna motha-fuckin Marbles is the reason for this blog. I am hopelessly addicted to your videos... Not kidding you, HOPELESSLY addicted. From your very first video of Marbles to your most recent 100th video (which was funny as fuck by the way) I've been through a journey that is car lashes, bitches breaking I-phones, Lady Gaga writing music, Justin Beiber, Ke$a, Nicki Minaj, Snooki, what boys do on the internet, what boys do in the bathroom, what boys do in the car, Sarah Palin, Madona, Spider-man, what girls do on the Internet, what girls do in the bathroom, what girls do while driving, dressing up as Drake to do the cinnamon challenge, and Landsharks. Words do not describe how truly awesome you and your awesomeness really are. I'd like to take a moment to thank you for making me laugh while I'm sad or bored as fuck and have nothing to blog about.
Another thing I admire about you're awesomeness is your neediness. I to, am a nerd. I read comic books instead of magazines, I watch SyFy instead of Oxygen and I play videogames like there's no tomorrow (needless to say if ever there was an orc invasion or a Dementor attack, I'd be the bitch to call). So thank you, Jenna Marbles, for being a sexy fuckin nerd.
I've gotten a shit ton of shit from your videos like- What guys do just about anywhere they go, how to do my make-up likes yours when I'm drunk, why girls dress like sluts on Halloween (even though I don't dress like one I've always wanted to know why others do), and how to do a plank on the ground... as a landshark. I'm pretty sure that the world will agree with me when I say you have touched our lives with the hand of comedy and for that, we -yet again- thank you. Keep being sexy!
Most sincerely, your heavily addicted fan, Cate The Human.
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blog posts on my facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." I'm always open for new ideas on what to blog about so throw those bitches out there! I NOW HAVE A TWITTER, @CateTheHuman follow me if you want updates about upcoming blogs or if you just want to hear about a bunch of random shit that goes on in my day that has nothing to do with anything... Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Why I hate Hipsters.
So, as i was reading through my blogs the other day (checking for mistakes because I'm a dumb ass sometimes and miss shit) I realized that I have not yet ranted about my seething hatred for Hipsters. So without hesitation I present to you, Why I hate Hipsters-
NERDS DID IT FIRST.
I hope you realize that I could have just left this blog at that and published it... but I didn't because I assume that not all of you would understand what I mean. So I decided to elaborate. OKAY here we go, hope you're ready to read a rant... Nerds -we glorious, wonderful, most loving people- have always done things that the "mainstream" peeps think is different or uncool. Well! Of course you know, there's always that one person who RIPS the rest of us off and decides to give it a cool name and all that shit. So the nerds -we glorious, wonderful, most loving people- were left here in the dust to remain unpopular and harassed everyday for the rest of our lives. Thanks. Alot. Douche. Bags.
Another reason why I hate Hipsters is because of how far they take the "be different" thing. I understand that originality is always a good thing but when you're a woman and you use the men's bathroom because its to mainstream for you, as a woman, to use your own bathroom there is something obviously wrong here. Go park your ass on a toilet in a bathroom with the sign of the lady on it and piss in a woman's stall. If you don't want to pee in a woman's bathroom then hold that shit in until you get home (no ironic pun intended there). You nasty little wanna-be-man fuck.
Just because someone else likes the music or clothing you wear does not automatically make it "mainstream". If you see someone on the street with "your" shirt on, it doesn't mean they're trying to make it popular in the mainstream world, it just means they have the same shit-ass taste in clothing that you do. A pillowcase with a feather stapled to it does not make a good looking shirt- you are not Dobby the house elf, you will never pull it off like he did, so quit trying (R.I.P Dobby, you died a free elf. I will always love and miss you).
You are not a fucking bird, you do not need to have a feather attached to everything you wear, you do not, under any circumstances, need to put a fucking feather in your hair. It's annoying as fuck, its unattractive on you (some peeps can pull off the feather hair thing) and you're spending all of this money on feathery shit that I could do for you just by whacking you with a feather pillow after covering you with glue. Stop trying to be an animal, the only people that can pull that off have gone to Hogwarts. Fuckers.
WOLF SHIRTS WITH FEATHERS ON THEM ARE NOT OKAY. EVER. They haven't ever been cool nor will they ever be cool. I know like, four people on this entire planet who can actually pull it off and I can guarantee that its not you. Stop looking through your parents shit from the early 70's and wearing it. I'm all for hippy shit, but sometimes that's just not okay. Stop trying so hard you unoriginal bastards.
Indie rock is not the greatest thing in the world. I like it. But its nothing to be all obsessed about. Stop TRYING so hard to be different. You don't look cool, you don't look good, you look super fucking stupid and you should stop being the downfall of society today with you stupid-lookingness. Thank you.
I cant stand Hipsters. Not one bit. I cant do it. I don't do feathers or wolf shirts or indie rock or locally owned coffee shops or apple laptops. I like Starbucks and computers that work, like the rest of the world. Please, stop trying so hard and get a life.
Thanks for reading peeps! You can find all of my blogs posted on my facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." where you can leave me a comment with some blog ideas! I FINALLY GOT A TWITTER! You can follow me @CateTheHuman where you can also give me blog ideas OR read random shit that I post about my daily life that no one actually cares about but I hope others find funny! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
NERDS DID IT FIRST.
I hope you realize that I could have just left this blog at that and published it... but I didn't because I assume that not all of you would understand what I mean. So I decided to elaborate. OKAY here we go, hope you're ready to read a rant... Nerds -we glorious, wonderful, most loving people- have always done things that the "mainstream" peeps think is different or uncool. Well! Of course you know, there's always that one person who RIPS the rest of us off and decides to give it a cool name and all that shit. So the nerds -we glorious, wonderful, most loving people- were left here in the dust to remain unpopular and harassed everyday for the rest of our lives. Thanks. Alot. Douche. Bags.
Another reason why I hate Hipsters is because of how far they take the "be different" thing. I understand that originality is always a good thing but when you're a woman and you use the men's bathroom because its to mainstream for you, as a woman, to use your own bathroom there is something obviously wrong here. Go park your ass on a toilet in a bathroom with the sign of the lady on it and piss in a woman's stall. If you don't want to pee in a woman's bathroom then hold that shit in until you get home (no ironic pun intended there). You nasty little wanna-be-man fuck.
Just because someone else likes the music or clothing you wear does not automatically make it "mainstream". If you see someone on the street with "your" shirt on, it doesn't mean they're trying to make it popular in the mainstream world, it just means they have the same shit-ass taste in clothing that you do. A pillowcase with a feather stapled to it does not make a good looking shirt- you are not Dobby the house elf, you will never pull it off like he did, so quit trying (R.I.P Dobby, you died a free elf. I will always love and miss you).
You are not a fucking bird, you do not need to have a feather attached to everything you wear, you do not, under any circumstances, need to put a fucking feather in your hair. It's annoying as fuck, its unattractive on you (some peeps can pull off the feather hair thing) and you're spending all of this money on feathery shit that I could do for you just by whacking you with a feather pillow after covering you with glue. Stop trying to be an animal, the only people that can pull that off have gone to Hogwarts. Fuckers.
WOLF SHIRTS WITH FEATHERS ON THEM ARE NOT OKAY. EVER. They haven't ever been cool nor will they ever be cool. I know like, four people on this entire planet who can actually pull it off and I can guarantee that its not you. Stop looking through your parents shit from the early 70's and wearing it. I'm all for hippy shit, but sometimes that's just not okay. Stop trying so hard you unoriginal bastards.
Indie rock is not the greatest thing in the world. I like it. But its nothing to be all obsessed about. Stop TRYING so hard to be different. You don't look cool, you don't look good, you look super fucking stupid and you should stop being the downfall of society today with you stupid-lookingness. Thank you.
I cant stand Hipsters. Not one bit. I cant do it. I don't do feathers or wolf shirts or indie rock or locally owned coffee shops or apple laptops. I like Starbucks and computers that work, like the rest of the world. Please, stop trying so hard and get a life.
Thanks for reading peeps! You can find all of my blogs posted on my facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." where you can leave me a comment with some blog ideas! I FINALLY GOT A TWITTER! You can follow me @CateTheHuman where you can also give me blog ideas OR read random shit that I post about my daily life that no one actually cares about but I hope others find funny! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Friday, June 29, 2012
Why girls call other girls sluts.
So I got a request from my bestie saying that I should blog about girls calling other girls sluts and shart. So here it is- Why girls call other girls sluts:
I can tell you right now, I've done my fair share of slut calling. In fact I've called the very friend who requested this blog a "skankasaurous rex"- of course she knew I was kidding (orrr wwaaass I? Jk toats kiddin Gir). There are a billion reasons why we call each other sluts but I don’t have the time to type all of those friggen reasons so I've narrowed it down to just four.
Reason 1~
You've done something to piss of the bitch who’s talkin shit.
With girls, you could wear the same pair of shoes as someone else one day and be called a skank or a hoe or a slut for it. Which is fucked up- don’t get me wrong. But that’s how we work. As a girl you want to be the only one to stick out (in a good way) and be known. So if someone else is wearing something that we are its going to piss us off. You do NOT want to deal with a girl who's pissed because she saw someone with the same dress as her at prom. Yeah, it’s a big fuckin deal.
Another way to piss us off is by getting the guy we like or taking our boyfriends. It's one of those things where it’s like, here’s my fucking circle of DO NOT TOUCH if you do happen to touch it I will chop off your titays and feed them to a hungry tiger at the zoo. Fuck with me. I dare you. Were very protective of our boyfriends. This is why I couldn’t ever be on the show "Love in the Wild"... I would kill a bitch. KILL. I would drown her in the river we had to swim across and laugh as the piranhas ate her. I guess what I’m trying to say is there's really no way to not piss us off.
Reason 2~
The peeps who're calling you a slut are jelly.
This one is simple, you've got something they're jealous of; hair, clothes, men, friends, car, cell phone, jewelry, your house, your sock, that pencil you used the other day, your nail polish, your tooth brush, your tooth paste, your floss, your cat, your dog, your brothers pet iguana, that shirt you have on in that picture of you from the sixth grade, the shoes you bought last weekend at the dollar store, your underwear, what you brought for lunch, what you had for lunch yesterday, the breakfast burrito you had this morning, what you're having for dinner, the bag you brought your lunch in, the napkin you used at lunch yesterday, the foil from the burrito you ate this morning, the plate you're eating your dinner with tonight, knowing that you get to eat tonight’s dinners leftovers tomorrow at lunch, that doughnut you thought about buying at the store, that book you read for English class, the chair that you sat on to eat that breakfast burrito, etc... the list truly is endless.
Reason 3~
You and your bestie are just messin.
Me and my best friends are always calling each other names! Some of them worse than others these are the ones I usually call them; Skank, hoe, betch, skakasaurous, skankasaurous rex, slut, and hoe bag. I’ve been told that I'm quite creative... I've also been told that I put way to much thought into shit like that. Now what they call me is much worse... I’ve been called a-- oh my glob... I’m not so sure that I can even type this word it’s so bad.... a- M-muggle. I know. Isn’t it awful? For you to know, I am no muggle. I was placed in Slytherin house on pottermore. Muggles don’t go to Hogwarts. Hoe.
Reason 4~
You're genuinely a slut.
If you've had more balls than the hungry hungry hippos in your mouth, I can imagine that people would have reason to call you one. Quit being a nasty hoe, brush your teeth, and go confess your sins.
You're genuinely a slut.
If you've had more balls than the hungry hungry hippos in your mouth, I can imagine that people would have reason to call you one. Quit being a nasty hoe, brush your teeth, and go confess your sins.
I could have summed this entire blog up by simply saying, girls are bitches. We call peeps names for no reason at all and then do one of two things- we either befriend them or hate them forever.
Thanks for reading peeps! You can find all of my blog posts on my facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." where you can give me suggestions on what to blog about! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The human
Monday, June 25, 2012
How to tell if your peep is a keeper.
I love my friends. Truly. Everyone should love their peeps! If you don’t- there's something wrong there. I have not the slightest clue what I would do without them. So I decided to write a blog about how to tell if your friend is a true one or not. So, here we go, How to tell if your peep is a keeper;
Here's a few hypothetical scenarios:
Scenario 1~
Your boyfriend/girlfriend just ripped your heart out and fed it to a stray dog. You're hurt. You're lonely. You want to sit in front of your TV and watch reality television and eat chocolate. Nope- your friend won’t let you. They drag you to their car and head to walmart. Why walmart you ask? Well, to get anything you need to vandalize this dick/bitches house for crushing your heart of course! After obtaining the appropriate supplies you need to "get" him/her back you and your peep head over to the soon-to-be-victim’s house with water-balloons filled with whipped cream and pudding, toilet paper (the good kind, not the five cent shit you can steal out of the Sonic bathrooms; you want that shit to last), eggs, bologna, American Cheese slices, dog treats, silly string, and shaving cream. After arriving at their house and you've made sure they're asleep make sure you've got the dog quiet with a few Milk Bones and get to work. First things first, take the bologna and slap it to the side of his/her car followed by the cheese. After you've accomplished this egg the side of the house and throw a couple of the balloons. Toss the T.P. and to finish it all off cover the windows in shaving cream.
Odds are you just might end up in jail for vandalism because the douche that you just fucked with called the popo. As you look at your friend in the back seat of the popo car their smiling at you- no matter how horrified you are you know you're not alone. Your dumb ass bestie is sitting right there with you and has just picked the lock to the hand cuffs with a hair pin.
Scenario 2~
You're walking down the street when you see one fine piece of ass walkin' on the other side. So, naturally, you shout "Hey baby! Bring that ass over here!" only to see their partner emerge from the other side of them with tightly clenched fists and a few tattoos that look like they came from a prison inmate. Before shitting your pants and praying that you don’t die your peep is already on the other side of the road whooping his/her ass shouting cuss words. After seeing this you run over immediately to help but your friend won’t let you! They're probably telling you to go after the hot guy/girl you shouted at. After about fifteen minutes of hair pulling, biting, punching, screaming, and the exchanging of numbers the popo would have been called by a nearby store. Yet again this ends with you and your pal stuck in the back of a cop car one of you bleeding and the other with a new number in your phone, both of you smiling.
Scenario 3~
Its late, you're drunk at a bar and you realize that you've just thrown up on someone’s really nice dress. You stumble back a bit and smile. Of course your drunk ass doesn’t apologize for barfing all over her dress but you say something about her "huge titays" popping out the top of it instead. After being slapped and having a beer tossed on you, you realize you've just pissed off the wrong bitch. But you're to drunk to care. You turn and resume your conversation with the town hobo when you get a tap on the shoulder- it just so happens to be the woman’s husband. He asks you to apologize to her and you ask him to apologize for her shitty boob job. Whether you're a boy or a girl you just offended one tuff cookie and you're about to have a throw down... Lucky for you the bar tender knows you and your bestie so he calls them up, tells them the story and holds out the phone so they can hear you screaming like a little girl between tables being broken and pool being played.
After you’re peep shows up and breaks up the fight and starts to take your giggling, drunk ass out the door you won’t know what happened at first but what you do know is you're leaned up against their car and they're behind you beating the shit out of the dude that just fucked your shit up. The next morning at your peep's house while drinking coffee because you're so hung over you have to wear sunglasses inside, you find out that as you walked away the bastard called you something totally fucked up and your friend went back to "clean up the mess".
Scenario 4~
You just got a divorce and you're ex-wife/husband isn’t giving you all of your shit back nor will they give you the half of the shit in the house that was entitled to you in court. While sitting in their house and watching Diary of a Mad Black Woman they decide that it’s time to get your stuff back. So they pack a chainsaw and head out. You arrive at your old house and try to use your key to get in. The locks have been changed. Not a problem for you though because your peep has already kicked in the door. You run inside and gather your things when you hear someone at the front door cussing; your ex-partner is standing there with their new man/woman. You and your friend walk out of your old room with bags full of your things and into the living room where your peep sits down and asks your ex-partner to give you the half of your stuff that you got in court. When they say no, your friend stands up, starts the chainsaw and gives them one last chance. They say no again. At this your peep starts cutting shit in half asking you which half you want (as inspired by Madea in Diary of a Mad Black Woman). This, yet again, lands you in the back of a popo car with smiles on your faces.
Makin' memories peeps. Makin' memories. Long story short- if your friend isn’t in the cop car with you, they aren’t worth having. 'Nuf said. I'm not so sure my friends would come to my house and pull a Madea with a chainsaw- I'd do it for them, but I'm crazy like that.
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blogs on my facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." where you can leave a comment with an idea for a blog! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Here's a few hypothetical scenarios:
Scenario 1~
Your boyfriend/girlfriend just ripped your heart out and fed it to a stray dog. You're hurt. You're lonely. You want to sit in front of your TV and watch reality television and eat chocolate. Nope- your friend won’t let you. They drag you to their car and head to walmart. Why walmart you ask? Well, to get anything you need to vandalize this dick/bitches house for crushing your heart of course! After obtaining the appropriate supplies you need to "get" him/her back you and your peep head over to the soon-to-be-victim’s house with water-balloons filled with whipped cream and pudding, toilet paper (the good kind, not the five cent shit you can steal out of the Sonic bathrooms; you want that shit to last), eggs, bologna, American Cheese slices, dog treats, silly string, and shaving cream. After arriving at their house and you've made sure they're asleep make sure you've got the dog quiet with a few Milk Bones and get to work. First things first, take the bologna and slap it to the side of his/her car followed by the cheese. After you've accomplished this egg the side of the house and throw a couple of the balloons. Toss the T.P. and to finish it all off cover the windows in shaving cream.
Odds are you just might end up in jail for vandalism because the douche that you just fucked with called the popo. As you look at your friend in the back seat of the popo car their smiling at you- no matter how horrified you are you know you're not alone. Your dumb ass bestie is sitting right there with you and has just picked the lock to the hand cuffs with a hair pin.
Scenario 2~
You're walking down the street when you see one fine piece of ass walkin' on the other side. So, naturally, you shout "Hey baby! Bring that ass over here!" only to see their partner emerge from the other side of them with tightly clenched fists and a few tattoos that look like they came from a prison inmate. Before shitting your pants and praying that you don’t die your peep is already on the other side of the road whooping his/her ass shouting cuss words. After seeing this you run over immediately to help but your friend won’t let you! They're probably telling you to go after the hot guy/girl you shouted at. After about fifteen minutes of hair pulling, biting, punching, screaming, and the exchanging of numbers the popo would have been called by a nearby store. Yet again this ends with you and your pal stuck in the back of a cop car one of you bleeding and the other with a new number in your phone, both of you smiling.
Scenario 3~
Its late, you're drunk at a bar and you realize that you've just thrown up on someone’s really nice dress. You stumble back a bit and smile. Of course your drunk ass doesn’t apologize for barfing all over her dress but you say something about her "huge titays" popping out the top of it instead. After being slapped and having a beer tossed on you, you realize you've just pissed off the wrong bitch. But you're to drunk to care. You turn and resume your conversation with the town hobo when you get a tap on the shoulder- it just so happens to be the woman’s husband. He asks you to apologize to her and you ask him to apologize for her shitty boob job. Whether you're a boy or a girl you just offended one tuff cookie and you're about to have a throw down... Lucky for you the bar tender knows you and your bestie so he calls them up, tells them the story and holds out the phone so they can hear you screaming like a little girl between tables being broken and pool being played.
After you’re peep shows up and breaks up the fight and starts to take your giggling, drunk ass out the door you won’t know what happened at first but what you do know is you're leaned up against their car and they're behind you beating the shit out of the dude that just fucked your shit up. The next morning at your peep's house while drinking coffee because you're so hung over you have to wear sunglasses inside, you find out that as you walked away the bastard called you something totally fucked up and your friend went back to "clean up the mess".
Scenario 4~
You just got a divorce and you're ex-wife/husband isn’t giving you all of your shit back nor will they give you the half of the shit in the house that was entitled to you in court. While sitting in their house and watching Diary of a Mad Black Woman they decide that it’s time to get your stuff back. So they pack a chainsaw and head out. You arrive at your old house and try to use your key to get in. The locks have been changed. Not a problem for you though because your peep has already kicked in the door. You run inside and gather your things when you hear someone at the front door cussing; your ex-partner is standing there with their new man/woman. You and your friend walk out of your old room with bags full of your things and into the living room where your peep sits down and asks your ex-partner to give you the half of your stuff that you got in court. When they say no, your friend stands up, starts the chainsaw and gives them one last chance. They say no again. At this your peep starts cutting shit in half asking you which half you want (as inspired by Madea in Diary of a Mad Black Woman). This, yet again, lands you in the back of a popo car with smiles on your faces.
Makin' memories peeps. Makin' memories. Long story short- if your friend isn’t in the cop car with you, they aren’t worth having. 'Nuf said. I'm not so sure my friends would come to my house and pull a Madea with a chainsaw- I'd do it for them, but I'm crazy like that.
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blogs on my facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." where you can leave a comment with an idea for a blog! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Friday, June 22, 2012
My dancing skills... or lack there of.
I've been really into Techno lately. Not sure why. Just have been. And that's a big problem... You see, when I listen to Techno and its incredibly contagious beat I want to dance. And when I dance people think I'm doing some strange ritual to bring back the dead... Yes- I'm that bad. When I try and pop-lock-and-drop-it, I pop-lock-and drop the person next to me. I have no rhythm with my feet or my arms or anything else. It really sucks because I love running through my house and dancing!
This one time I tried doing the Cotton-eyed-Joe and made a fool of myself in front of an entire room full of people. Like for real? I can't even kick my leg and hop around in a circle? Apparently not. My friends are always trying to make me dance but I wont. THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND!! Now if one of them want a hip to the wiener or a kick to the ti-ta-la I'll gladly dance with them. But I really doubt they want to do that... so until then I'll remain attached to my seat where my ass belongs. I don't need to be shakin' nothin' for no one... please excuse the bad grammar in that statement- it just sounded better than "shaking anything for anyone". In any case, nothing will be shaken, popped, locked, or dropped by me. Ever.
Honestly when I dance, I feel like an ostrich. Like I got "all this"going somewhere that is has no business being... That's why Ostrich's don't dance... They're all big up top and little down under. Lookin' like a kiwi runnin 'round with tooth-pick legs. It's strange and unnecessary. Just put the Kiwi in a dress and send her to prom and there's me my senior year. *cheesegrater face* Everyone else in my family can dance, but no! I was born without the good ass shakin' gene. So I'm suck here watchin the rest of my peeps shakin' their thang while I sit and eat Cheetos.
So what's a girl who cant dance to do? Become a master with a game controller and a keyboard. So here, I sit before the computer knowing that I'm a nerd and wont ever change all because I cant dance. But hey, I cant complain- living the nerdy life is where its at. But that's for another blog. So until then, I bid thee a'due and wish you the best on your dancing adventures in hopes that you're better than me. Good luck all. Remember- don't pop-lock-and-drop-it if you know the dropping's going to hurt you or someone around you. No one likes a bad dancer! I know from experience! Anyway! See ya peeps!
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blogs on my facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." where you can leave me a comment with an idea for a blog! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
This one time I tried doing the Cotton-eyed-Joe and made a fool of myself in front of an entire room full of people. Like for real? I can't even kick my leg and hop around in a circle? Apparently not. My friends are always trying to make me dance but I wont. THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND!! Now if one of them want a hip to the wiener or a kick to the ti-ta-la I'll gladly dance with them. But I really doubt they want to do that... so until then I'll remain attached to my seat where my ass belongs. I don't need to be shakin' nothin' for no one... please excuse the bad grammar in that statement- it just sounded better than "shaking anything for anyone". In any case, nothing will be shaken, popped, locked, or dropped by me. Ever.
Honestly when I dance, I feel like an ostrich. Like I got "all this"going somewhere that is has no business being... That's why Ostrich's don't dance... They're all big up top and little down under. Lookin' like a kiwi runnin 'round with tooth-pick legs. It's strange and unnecessary. Just put the Kiwi in a dress and send her to prom and there's me my senior year. *cheesegrater face* Everyone else in my family can dance, but no! I was born without the good ass shakin' gene. So I'm suck here watchin the rest of my peeps shakin' their thang while I sit and eat Cheetos.
So what's a girl who cant dance to do? Become a master with a game controller and a keyboard. So here, I sit before the computer knowing that I'm a nerd and wont ever change all because I cant dance. But hey, I cant complain- living the nerdy life is where its at. But that's for another blog. So until then, I bid thee a'due and wish you the best on your dancing adventures in hopes that you're better than me. Good luck all. Remember- don't pop-lock-and-drop-it if you know the dropping's going to hurt you or someone around you. No one likes a bad dancer! I know from experience! Anyway! See ya peeps!
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my blogs on my facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." where you can leave me a comment with an idea for a blog! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
You're wrong. I'm right. Yes, I'm sure.
I hate it when people tell me I'm wrong when I say something that I know I'm right about. Seriously peeps? If I'm an expert on what I'm talking about shut 'cho face. I think I would know. Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to say that I'm never wrong- but it's not like they're always right! For example; I am obsessed with Lord Of The Rings, I know just about everything there is to know about it. Don't question my knowledge of it. Don't ask a question without expecting a full explanation behind my answer. AND DO NOT tell me that I am wrong. I'm warning you. Don't do it. It's not good for your health.
Another thing that really gets me is when someone else jumps into my PRIVATE conversations. I'm sorry but when the fuck did I invite you into this conversation? Oh yeah I didn't. So leave before I rearrange your face with my Wand-pen. Yes- Wand-pen. I got it off of warnerbros.com for $11 and I will fuck your shit up with it. Now go away before I go to azkaban for using the unforgivable curse on you. Two words bitch... just two words and you're dead. Slap that to a broomstick and fly it. Skank.
And one thing I hate more than peeps that jump into a conversation is when I have to sit and listen to a stupid persons conversation. I can't stand it! Like really if I have to sit here and listen to you talk can you at least make it sound like you're a little bit intelligent? cheesegraterface. Stupidity is contagious people! I don't want to catch your dumb ass. So please, if you can't make your conversation even the least bit smart, take your shit elsewhere.
I guess,to sum it up, I cant stand being told I'm wrong and I hate stupid people. You're wrong. I'm right and you're an idiot for thinking I'm wrong. Just sit there in you're wrongness and be wrong while I gloat my rightness in front of you're messed up face (on account of my Wand-pen) while you're being wrong. That's just how it goes. And yes I know that's how it goes because I'm right. I repeat, Slap that to a broomstick and fly it. OH but you cant, because you're a muggle- and muggles don't fly on broomsticks.
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my People Are F*cking Stupid blogs on my facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." where you can give me suggestions on what to write about and tell me what you thought about the blog! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Another thing that really gets me is when someone else jumps into my PRIVATE conversations. I'm sorry but when the fuck did I invite you into this conversation? Oh yeah I didn't. So leave before I rearrange your face with my Wand-pen. Yes- Wand-pen. I got it off of warnerbros.com for $11 and I will fuck your shit up with it. Now go away before I go to azkaban for using the unforgivable curse on you. Two words bitch... just two words and you're dead. Slap that to a broomstick and fly it. Skank.
And one thing I hate more than peeps that jump into a conversation is when I have to sit and listen to a stupid persons conversation. I can't stand it! Like really if I have to sit here and listen to you talk can you at least make it sound like you're a little bit intelligent? cheesegraterface. Stupidity is contagious people! I don't want to catch your dumb ass. So please, if you can't make your conversation even the least bit smart, take your shit elsewhere.
I guess,to sum it up, I cant stand being told I'm wrong and I hate stupid people. You're wrong. I'm right and you're an idiot for thinking I'm wrong. Just sit there in you're wrongness and be wrong while I gloat my rightness in front of you're messed up face (on account of my Wand-pen) while you're being wrong. That's just how it goes. And yes I know that's how it goes because I'm right. I repeat, Slap that to a broomstick and fly it. OH but you cant, because you're a muggle- and muggles don't fly on broomsticks.
Thanks for reading! You can find all of my People Are F*cking Stupid blogs on my facebook page "Go F*ck Yourself, Thanks." where you can give me suggestions on what to write about and tell me what you thought about the blog! Thanks again peeps! ~Cate The Human
Thursday, June 14, 2012
People at Walmart.
I don't think I've ever met a person who hasn't been to Walmart- and if you're reading this right now and you haven't been then please e-mail me asap, I'd like to shake your hand, CateTheHuman@gmail.com-. What's not to love about Walmart? Low prices, tons of good shit and great entertainment. For those of you who've been to Walmart know that by "entertainment" I mean the peeps you see walking around in there.
This one time my cousin and I followed an old lady through an isle (no we weren't stalking- we just happened to need the same junk) who was wearing short shorts, a floppy hat, and a really baggy shirt. Now, you can only imagine the amount of wrinkle we saw that day, needless to say that lady needed more pants then she had on.
But it doesn't stop there, oh no. It gets worse... ohhh much worse. My friends brother was at Walmart when they passed a very er- big woman sitting on one of those scooter-carts. As they passed her, my friends brother looked back, she was licking her lips and patting her stomach at his friend! He called it her "pancake". I'm not going to lie peeps I would have pissed myself laughing if I had been there to see that.
I dont go to Walmart often but when I do I keep my eyes pealed. I don't want to miss the opportunity to laugh at someones bad fashion mistake or embarrassing moment. Like honestly- who doesn't want to laugh their ass off at someones humility? I KNOW I WANT TO! It's kind of like someone falling down the stairs- you don't like the fact that it happened, but it sure is fuckin funny to watch.
Walmart is a crazy place full of crazy people who do/wear crazy shit. 'Nuf said. And again if you haven't been to Walmart... please e-mail me at CateTheHuman@gmail.com because I want to shake your hand. Er'ey body been to Walmart. Just remember, the next time you go shopping you could be that crazy person that I type a blog about because I'm bored as fuck and a friend suggested that I do it. SO WATCH YA SELF PEEPS!
Thanks for reading you guys! Hope you liked it. You can find all of my blog posts on my facebook page "Go f*ck yourself, thanks." and you can also comment on the page telling me what you want me to write about! ;) See ya next time peeps! ~Cate The Human
This one time my cousin and I followed an old lady through an isle (no we weren't stalking- we just happened to need the same junk) who was wearing short shorts, a floppy hat, and a really baggy shirt. Now, you can only imagine the amount of wrinkle we saw that day, needless to say that lady needed more pants then she had on.
But it doesn't stop there, oh no. It gets worse... ohhh much worse. My friends brother was at Walmart when they passed a very er- big woman sitting on one of those scooter-carts. As they passed her, my friends brother looked back, she was licking her lips and patting her stomach at his friend! He called it her "pancake". I'm not going to lie peeps I would have pissed myself laughing if I had been there to see that.
I dont go to Walmart often but when I do I keep my eyes pealed. I don't want to miss the opportunity to laugh at someones bad fashion mistake or embarrassing moment. Like honestly- who doesn't want to laugh their ass off at someones humility? I KNOW I WANT TO! It's kind of like someone falling down the stairs- you don't like the fact that it happened, but it sure is fuckin funny to watch.
Walmart is a crazy place full of crazy people who do/wear crazy shit. 'Nuf said. And again if you haven't been to Walmart... please e-mail me at CateTheHuman@gmail.com because I want to shake your hand. Er'ey body been to Walmart. Just remember, the next time you go shopping you could be that crazy person that I type a blog about because I'm bored as fuck and a friend suggested that I do it. SO WATCH YA SELF PEEPS!
Thanks for reading you guys! Hope you liked it. You can find all of my blog posts on my facebook page "Go f*ck yourself, thanks." and you can also comment on the page telling me what you want me to write about! ;) See ya next time peeps! ~Cate The Human
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
How to keep your man.
There are a few steps on how to keep your man listed below! Study up girls this is need-to-know stuff!
Step 1~
After the first date, always be sure that you text or call him as soon as you get home- even if he's just dropped you off- just to let him know that you're okay and you DEFINITELY want to go out again, SOON. If he doesn't answer right away he might be ignoring you-so call again. If that doesn't work, hit him up on facebook just to be sure. Repeat this until he answers, and remember you aren't desperate if you're just concerned! Calling him 48 times in less than 30 mins is totally appropriate if you believe he's gotten in an accident from your house to his. You just care!
Step 2~
If he doesn't call you back for glob knows whatever reason don't panic yet- just update your relationship status to "in a relationship" and request him to do the same. If he doesn't accept right away, just post "I love you" with 20 hearts on his wall so people know for sure you guys have a thing.
Step 3~
After he finally responds to you make it clear that you missed him very much and you want to see him asap. Don't take no for an answer.
Step 4~
Wow! You're officially in a relationship congrats to you! I promise its not out of pity. So the first thing you want to do is get a hold of his phone and delete all of the other girls numbers in it- that includes his family, they might try and give him another girls number- because you never know what they might actually want from him. After all girls and guys cant just be friends you know.
Step 5~
Check his messages as much as possible; e-mail, texts, facebook, and twitter- take no chances. You want to make sure that no girls are texting him. Read through his messages to his guy Friends in case he changed some girls names to guys names. YOU DON'T WANT HIM TEXTING OTHER GIRLS.
Step 6~
Spend every moment of your free time with him. And if he's busy, text him. You don't want him doing anything he shouldn't be.
Step 7~
After he's broken up with you blame the first girl who posts something on his wall. It was probably that sluts fault for his breaking it off.
Step 8~
Stalk him until he either moves or calls the po-po. Then you move on to another man who deserves you!
Step 9~
Repeat the steps above.
Or you could not be a stupid clingy bitch and you know, pull the stick out of your ass. But hey, who does that? Psh! Not me! After all, who wants to have a good relationship?
Thanks for reading! Post a comment and tell me what you thought or tell me on my facebook page "Go f*ck yourself, thanks.". I'm always open to hearing new ideas for something to write! Just tell me in a comment or a post on facebook! Thanks again! ~Cate The Human
Step 1~
After the first date, always be sure that you text or call him as soon as you get home- even if he's just dropped you off- just to let him know that you're okay and you DEFINITELY want to go out again, SOON. If he doesn't answer right away he might be ignoring you-so call again. If that doesn't work, hit him up on facebook just to be sure. Repeat this until he answers, and remember you aren't desperate if you're just concerned! Calling him 48 times in less than 30 mins is totally appropriate if you believe he's gotten in an accident from your house to his. You just care!
Step 2~
If he doesn't call you back for glob knows whatever reason don't panic yet- just update your relationship status to "in a relationship" and request him to do the same. If he doesn't accept right away, just post "I love you" with 20 hearts on his wall so people know for sure you guys have a thing.
Step 3~
After he finally responds to you make it clear that you missed him very much and you want to see him asap. Don't take no for an answer.
Step 4~
Wow! You're officially in a relationship congrats to you! I promise its not out of pity. So the first thing you want to do is get a hold of his phone and delete all of the other girls numbers in it- that includes his family, they might try and give him another girls number- because you never know what they might actually want from him. After all girls and guys cant just be friends you know.
Step 5~
Check his messages as much as possible; e-mail, texts, facebook, and twitter- take no chances. You want to make sure that no girls are texting him. Read through his messages to his guy Friends in case he changed some girls names to guys names. YOU DON'T WANT HIM TEXTING OTHER GIRLS.
Step 6~
Spend every moment of your free time with him. And if he's busy, text him. You don't want him doing anything he shouldn't be.
Step 7~
After he's broken up with you blame the first girl who posts something on his wall. It was probably that sluts fault for his breaking it off.
Step 8~
Stalk him until he either moves or calls the po-po. Then you move on to another man who deserves you!
Step 9~
Repeat the steps above.
Or you could not be a stupid clingy bitch and you know, pull the stick out of your ass. But hey, who does that? Psh! Not me! After all, who wants to have a good relationship?
Thanks for reading! Post a comment and tell me what you thought or tell me on my facebook page "Go f*ck yourself, thanks.". I'm always open to hearing new ideas for something to write! Just tell me in a comment or a post on facebook! Thanks again! ~Cate The Human
Monday, June 4, 2012
You reak of craigslist. GTFO
WARNING MAKES FUN OF REDNECKS BECAUSE THEY ARE STUPID!!--
I CANNOT STAND STUPID PEOPLE!!! CANNOT STAND THEM!!! I would rather *cheesegraterface* myself until my face is as messed up a Michael Jackson's then sit here in a room swimming with stupid people, more namely the "rednecks". Like for real. I just- oh my glob I cant do it. I just cant. AND I LIVE ON A FARM!!! But you don't see me talking about how awesome my piece of shit truck is or how much I love craigslist because you can look at other peoples shitty overpriced trucks with chrome rims that cost more than the piece of shit that they put it on. Oh yeah, lets just go buy a hunk of scrap metal from a junkyard, use duck-tape to hold it together and kill the environment a little bit more. YEAH!!! LES DO EET! Probably not. Ever. *cheesegraterface*
Those bitches piss me off in more than one way. You see, its not all exhaust and craigslist for these people, oh no, of course it cant just stop there; its beer and guns and how much they hate black people and why Obama shouldn't be president and how much fun they had being fucktards on a dirt road in their shit ass trucks and how much they can drink without throwing up and how many rolls of duck-tape they had to use to fix whatever it is they are fixing. WTF I'm on dumb hillbilly overload. I've put up with stupid rednecks for way to long. I dated one for like 6 months only to move on to another for 2 years (biggest mistake of my life the dude was well above being rated as an ass hole). I just look at one of them and I get annoyed. Honestly if I see someone driving up in a shit ass truck that puts out black exhaust who is wearing a wife beater with dirty stained jeans again I will cheese grater face them. Like seriously, don't these people know what a washer and dryer are? Or do they just throw their shit on the floor, let it sit for a few weeks so the smell will dissipate and then put it back on? I'm always scared that if one really stupid redneck touches me that I'll catch its stupid.
I just cant do it you guys. I cant. And its not all "Rednecks" there are some ones that are quite clean and intelligent. As for the rest of you dumb fucks, go take an English class, learn how to speak properly, take a shower, wash your clothes and drive an Eco friendly car and then we can talk. Stop being so stupid. There is nothing glamorous about your life as it is. Don't argue. I'm right. You're wrong. Just sit there in your wrongness and be wrong knowing that I'm 100% right. Now please, stop shooting at your beer cans in your yard off your porch and go do something that actually contributes to this country that you "love and support" so much. Thanks. *cheesegratarface*
Thanks for reading guys! Share my blogs so I can gain viewers please! And remember I'm always open for new ideas to write about so throw them out on my facebook page "Go f*ck yourself, thanks." you can find all of my blogs posted on there! Have a nice day! ~Cate The Human
I CANNOT STAND STUPID PEOPLE!!! CANNOT STAND THEM!!! I would rather *cheesegraterface* myself until my face is as messed up a Michael Jackson's then sit here in a room swimming with stupid people, more namely the "rednecks". Like for real. I just- oh my glob I cant do it. I just cant. AND I LIVE ON A FARM!!! But you don't see me talking about how awesome my piece of shit truck is or how much I love craigslist because you can look at other peoples shitty overpriced trucks with chrome rims that cost more than the piece of shit that they put it on. Oh yeah, lets just go buy a hunk of scrap metal from a junkyard, use duck-tape to hold it together and kill the environment a little bit more. YEAH!!! LES DO EET! Probably not. Ever. *cheesegraterface*
Those bitches piss me off in more than one way. You see, its not all exhaust and craigslist for these people, oh no, of course it cant just stop there; its beer and guns and how much they hate black people and why Obama shouldn't be president and how much fun they had being fucktards on a dirt road in their shit ass trucks and how much they can drink without throwing up and how many rolls of duck-tape they had to use to fix whatever it is they are fixing. WTF I'm on dumb hillbilly overload. I've put up with stupid rednecks for way to long. I dated one for like 6 months only to move on to another for 2 years (biggest mistake of my life the dude was well above being rated as an ass hole). I just look at one of them and I get annoyed. Honestly if I see someone driving up in a shit ass truck that puts out black exhaust who is wearing a wife beater with dirty stained jeans again I will cheese grater face them. Like seriously, don't these people know what a washer and dryer are? Or do they just throw their shit on the floor, let it sit for a few weeks so the smell will dissipate and then put it back on? I'm always scared that if one really stupid redneck touches me that I'll catch its stupid.
I just cant do it you guys. I cant. And its not all "Rednecks" there are some ones that are quite clean and intelligent. As for the rest of you dumb fucks, go take an English class, learn how to speak properly, take a shower, wash your clothes and drive an Eco friendly car and then we can talk. Stop being so stupid. There is nothing glamorous about your life as it is. Don't argue. I'm right. You're wrong. Just sit there in your wrongness and be wrong knowing that I'm 100% right. Now please, stop shooting at your beer cans in your yard off your porch and go do something that actually contributes to this country that you "love and support" so much. Thanks. *cheesegratarface*
Thanks for reading guys! Share my blogs so I can gain viewers please! And remember I'm always open for new ideas to write about so throw them out on my facebook page "Go f*ck yourself, thanks." you can find all of my blogs posted on there! Have a nice day! ~Cate The Human
Saturday, June 2, 2012
Why dudes are dicks.
So, last night my friend requested that I make a blog about why dudes are dillholes... I'm going to tell you right now that if you are a dude reading this, stop right now. It is going to get mean and its going to get mean fast... because I'm a bitch like that.
Allllriggghhhtttt. So, here we go as promised, why dudes are dillholes-
I can say that I've met and dated some of the worlds shittiest peeps -not saying that I've had it rough just saying these ass holes were, well, ass holes. This one guy that I dated would tell me what I could and couldn't wear and how i could cut my hair! WTF! And I know another guy who broke his table at his house and pulled a gun on his GF. Admit it, your guy has been a dick to you at least once and if he hasn't, then I want your number so I can pat this dude on the back; whether it be him getting mad because your ex called or because you didn't text him back in time, dudes get mad over some of the stupidest shit. So here are the top 5 questions that I've been asked about guys.
1~ Why do guys constantly feel the need to be all over us in public?
* This answer is simple, we are property, so we need a no trespassing sign. Remember, if another guy looks at you they will try and get you in the sack- and if they try and get us, we'll naturally want the go-getter's. So just in case we woman decide to cheat we wont have a chance because our man is making it well known that were taken. Thanks for lookin out for us guys!
2~ Why is it that every time we miss a call or a text guys freak out and think we're cheating?
*Well of course if we don't answer the phone it means were cheating on them! Surely all of us know that were expected to answer the phone no matter what the circumstance- so obviously if we don't pick up we must be sleeping around! As woman we have nothing to do in our daily lives that can keep us from answering the phone unless were cheating!
3~ Why is it that when we do one little thing wrong guys can make it a huge deal?
*We have to do everything perfect! Surely you know that if they find a microscopic wrinkle in one of their shirts it means that they have all permission to throw a fit and scream about it! That's totally acceptable in a mans world! So be sure that you LITERALLY work your ass off for them -keep in mind that they wont love you if you don't always have the same figure they fell in love with to start!
4~ Why do guys have really bad trust and image issues?
*Well its certainly not because they have a small penis. Nope, its huge! A whopping 8 inches! It's most definitely not because they're afraid of losing us to someone much nicer than they are with a bigger penis. It's just because we cant be trusted as woman, not because they have a small penis. We're just evil creatures who lie and cheat and hate and judge so that's it, not because they have a small peeter, but because were evil. Remember its definitely not because they have a small penis, that's never the reason for any trust or self image issues, ya know, having a small pecker and all, that's NOT it.
5~ Why do guys always want to have sex, why is it so important to them?
*Clearly you don't know what woman are for. We're nothing more than cooking, cleaning, sex machines who are built to please and cater to men! We should always just do what they ask and we'll all just get along fine! I mean, what woman would want to actually go out and have fun and talk? Psh not me! That's for sure! Oh and remember, while hes got you in the sack, don't forget to compliment the size of his 8 inch weenie or he might not trust you anymore.
NO. That is not how it works. I want you to take these answers and do the EXACT OPPOSITE of what it says. Let me sum all of these questions up with one not sarcastic answer--
GUYS ARE ASS HOLES WITH LITTLE WIENERS WHO DON'T TRUST ANYONE BECAUSE OF THEIR WIENER SIZE. THEY WONT CHANGE UNLESS YOU STAND UP FOR YOURSELF. SO STOP TAKING THE THEIR B.S. AND TELL THEM HOW IT REALLY IS!!!!!!!
That's my solution. Don't let a douche bag walk all over you! But don't walk all over them either, it has to be a 50/50 thing. Girls can be bitches and they can take it to far sometimes, so don't be a total ass while telling them how it is (unless the situation is severe in which case i would recommend calling the po po) and tell 'em nicely! If they still don't listen, then punch them in the dick and tell them to have a nice life living with some high maintenance bitch who spends all of their money on designer purses that they cant afford who will end up selling crack with you and sharing the neighbors cat with you for dinner. Karma is a bitch and you can be her best friend, what goes around comes around.
Thanks for reading peeps! ;) Hope you enjoyed it! Remember that I'm always open for suggestions for something to write about so just hit me up on my facebook page "Go F*ck yourself, thanks." and give me some ideasssss!!!!!! ~Cate The Human
Allllriggghhhtttt. So, here we go as promised, why dudes are dillholes-
I can say that I've met and dated some of the worlds shittiest peeps -not saying that I've had it rough just saying these ass holes were, well, ass holes. This one guy that I dated would tell me what I could and couldn't wear and how i could cut my hair! WTF! And I know another guy who broke his table at his house and pulled a gun on his GF. Admit it, your guy has been a dick to you at least once and if he hasn't, then I want your number so I can pat this dude on the back; whether it be him getting mad because your ex called or because you didn't text him back in time, dudes get mad over some of the stupidest shit. So here are the top 5 questions that I've been asked about guys.
1~ Why do guys constantly feel the need to be all over us in public?
* This answer is simple, we are property, so we need a no trespassing sign. Remember, if another guy looks at you they will try and get you in the sack- and if they try and get us, we'll naturally want the go-getter's. So just in case we woman decide to cheat we wont have a chance because our man is making it well known that were taken. Thanks for lookin out for us guys!
2~ Why is it that every time we miss a call or a text guys freak out and think we're cheating?
*Well of course if we don't answer the phone it means were cheating on them! Surely all of us know that were expected to answer the phone no matter what the circumstance- so obviously if we don't pick up we must be sleeping around! As woman we have nothing to do in our daily lives that can keep us from answering the phone unless were cheating!
3~ Why is it that when we do one little thing wrong guys can make it a huge deal?
*We have to do everything perfect! Surely you know that if they find a microscopic wrinkle in one of their shirts it means that they have all permission to throw a fit and scream about it! That's totally acceptable in a mans world! So be sure that you LITERALLY work your ass off for them -keep in mind that they wont love you if you don't always have the same figure they fell in love with to start!
4~ Why do guys have really bad trust and image issues?
*Well its certainly not because they have a small penis. Nope, its huge! A whopping 8 inches! It's most definitely not because they're afraid of losing us to someone much nicer than they are with a bigger penis. It's just because we cant be trusted as woman, not because they have a small penis. We're just evil creatures who lie and cheat and hate and judge so that's it, not because they have a small peeter, but because were evil. Remember its definitely not because they have a small penis, that's never the reason for any trust or self image issues, ya know, having a small pecker and all, that's NOT it.
5~ Why do guys always want to have sex, why is it so important to them?
*Clearly you don't know what woman are for. We're nothing more than cooking, cleaning, sex machines who are built to please and cater to men! We should always just do what they ask and we'll all just get along fine! I mean, what woman would want to actually go out and have fun and talk? Psh not me! That's for sure! Oh and remember, while hes got you in the sack, don't forget to compliment the size of his 8 inch weenie or he might not trust you anymore.
NO. That is not how it works. I want you to take these answers and do the EXACT OPPOSITE of what it says. Let me sum all of these questions up with one not sarcastic answer--
GUYS ARE ASS HOLES WITH LITTLE WIENERS WHO DON'T TRUST ANYONE BECAUSE OF THEIR WIENER SIZE. THEY WONT CHANGE UNLESS YOU STAND UP FOR YOURSELF. SO STOP TAKING THE THEIR B.S. AND TELL THEM HOW IT REALLY IS!!!!!!!
That's my solution. Don't let a douche bag walk all over you! But don't walk all over them either, it has to be a 50/50 thing. Girls can be bitches and they can take it to far sometimes, so don't be a total ass while telling them how it is (unless the situation is severe in which case i would recommend calling the po po) and tell 'em nicely! If they still don't listen, then punch them in the dick and tell them to have a nice life living with some high maintenance bitch who spends all of their money on designer purses that they cant afford who will end up selling crack with you and sharing the neighbors cat with you for dinner. Karma is a bitch and you can be her best friend, what goes around comes around.
Thanks for reading peeps! ;) Hope you enjoyed it! Remember that I'm always open for suggestions for something to write about so just hit me up on my facebook page "Go F*ck yourself, thanks." and give me some ideasssss!!!!!! ~Cate The Human
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Cheese grater face...
I cannot tell you how many times I have wanted to rub my face on a cheese grater after sitting amongst such stupidity. Seriously peeps? Why do you have to have little to no common sense? I once talked to a 13 year old girl who was trying to tell me off on Facebook. First of all, I'm 18, this bitch had no business telling me how to live my life and second of all she was telling me off on Facebook... Cant get much more cowardly than that. Anyway, after reading one of her e-mails she sent to me I really wanted to hit her in the face with a dictionary... she, the 13 year old girl, spelled BEEF wrong.... BEEF peeps. I believe the sentence went as follows, "If them want to have beff let them have beff" Sooo many things wrong with that phrase... *cheesegraterface* This however is not the worst of it... She typed like she thought she was a "gangster". Dude you're 13 years old, the only thing that's gangster in your life is having the fine tip washable Crayola markers.
Another thing that makes me want to rub my face on a cheese grater is when "rednecks" do nothing but talk about trucks or how "Obama isn't a real citizen". Yes people, because our government would let someone who isn't a real citizen be the president of our country. Just because he's black does not mean that he's from Africa, black people can live here to! Wow shocker right?! I know! It's possible for people who aren't white to live in America! And for all of you "rednecks" out there, just so you know I don't have a problem with all of you- But if i see one more Confederate flag on the back of some piece of shit truck I might push you down a cheese grater slide. The Civil war is OVER, so the flags mean nothing now. For real *cheesegraterface*.
And here it is, the number one thing that really annoys me the most in this world (keep in mind this is only a fraction of the shit that pisses me off, but i have little time and a lot to write) - drum roll please- Duh da da daaa! Snobby, know-it-all, high maintenance, fake bitches who spend all of the money that they have on shit that they cant afford and then brag about it. I just- I- Ughhhh I cant do it! I cannot handle that shit. Oh you're broke as fuck? Yeah lets just go out and buy a $500 hand bag that you use to carry around your expensive ass makeup that makes you look like a cakeface and your empty wallet because you're out of money so you cant put any in it! Whoo YEAH! GET IT! No! That's not how life works. You'll all eventually end up selling crack to keep up with the rent and eating the neighbors cat to stay alive. That's how you're life is going to end up. Selling crack, and eating Fluffy, the neighbors cat. *cheesegraterface-x1million*
Well that's it. That's my rant for the day. I'm hoping to post more shit soon, maybe twice a week? Hmmmmm I'll see how this one goes over with you peeps and then you can tell me if i should post more. ;) Thanks for reading! :D ~Cate The Human
Another thing that makes me want to rub my face on a cheese grater is when "rednecks" do nothing but talk about trucks or how "Obama isn't a real citizen". Yes people, because our government would let someone who isn't a real citizen be the president of our country. Just because he's black does not mean that he's from Africa, black people can live here to! Wow shocker right?! I know! It's possible for people who aren't white to live in America! And for all of you "rednecks" out there, just so you know I don't have a problem with all of you- But if i see one more Confederate flag on the back of some piece of shit truck I might push you down a cheese grater slide. The Civil war is OVER, so the flags mean nothing now. For real *cheesegraterface*.
And here it is, the number one thing that really annoys me the most in this world (keep in mind this is only a fraction of the shit that pisses me off, but i have little time and a lot to write) - drum roll please- Duh da da daaa! Snobby, know-it-all, high maintenance, fake bitches who spend all of the money that they have on shit that they cant afford and then brag about it. I just- I- Ughhhh I cant do it! I cannot handle that shit. Oh you're broke as fuck? Yeah lets just go out and buy a $500 hand bag that you use to carry around your expensive ass makeup that makes you look like a cakeface and your empty wallet because you're out of money so you cant put any in it! Whoo YEAH! GET IT! No! That's not how life works. You'll all eventually end up selling crack to keep up with the rent and eating the neighbors cat to stay alive. That's how you're life is going to end up. Selling crack, and eating Fluffy, the neighbors cat. *cheesegraterface-x1million*
Well that's it. That's my rant for the day. I'm hoping to post more shit soon, maybe twice a week? Hmmmmm I'll see how this one goes over with you peeps and then you can tell me if i should post more. ;) Thanks for reading! :D ~Cate The Human
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