MUNG sent me this Justin Timberlake post that I didn’t get around to posting yet because I am lazy and it didn’t blow my fucking mind. I was working on the Montgomery Moose interview which is something that did blow my mind. Anyway… Here’s His Post….

I saw these fucking pictures on the internet and it made me sick. Who the fuck does this homo bitch think he is? Clockwork Orange is a classic movie….Justin Timberlake is a classic poofter. There is absolutely no relation between him and Macolm McDowell from the movie. For example, Malcolm McDowell (from the movie Clockwork Orange) enjoyed Beethoven, raping women and ultra-violence. Justin Timberlake enjoys Yani, finger fucking men’s anus’, and petting kittens. I wish this guy would put spray some more loafer lightener on his shoes and just fly the fuck away.

So I was looking for a gay person to write for me…not a gay post from someone who already writes for me and I found Kerne to help me take on the internet blogging world one dick in his ass at the time…I guess Mung didn’t like that…

It appears that I was only the treat of the week. I feel used. Who is this new man in your life, Kerne? You never really did love me, despite all the e-mails you sent me saying how much you wanted to toss my salad. Now you have found a new man to take my spot. I hope you had fun with me while it lasted. I feel like nothing more than a male prostitute that has been shit on and pissed on and then fucked in the ass with a zuchinni. (It is not a nice feeling, just ask Perez Hilton).

I cried myself to sleep last night and used my tears as lubricant as I masturbated to my video collection of Richard Simmons sweatin’ to the oldies, wondering what could have been, if you and I had remained together. Perhaps my dream of becoming a blog writer on someone else’s website has been shattered. I hope you are proud of yourself and I hope you have fun with your new jewish/black/gay blogger. If only I were more ethnic, and more of a minority, and not heterosexual, then perhaps I could fulfill your needs, and at the same time, my dreams would truly come true.

Until next time my fair readers,

MUNG

MUNG don’t be a baby, at least you’re not a busted up nobody like Anastacia….

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