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damned Bakotopia.... Just some rant...... might as well get a blog going in true "niceguy" form. Here is "I" June 07 July 07 August 07 September 07 October 07 November 07 December 07 January 08 February 08 March 08 April 08 May 08 June 08 July 08 August 08 September 08 October 08 November 08 December 08 January 09
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I am getting use to the layout here on bakotopia. I have been use to myspace and yahoo sites for awhile and when I came here to bakotopia I was glad there was now a local site. But for some fucking reason my profile is not showing who I have added as a friend nor is it letting me choose what my interests are so that I can let people who want to add me peer into who I am. Now I don't know if its because I am working on a slower computer than most nowadays or if I have to download some shit just so I can get it to work, but either way its pissing me off. I don't remember who the fuck I added as friends on here because its not fucking showing me. If someone could help me with this it would be much appreciated. Thank you. Mr. Nice Guy
Now I am here to make friends. I do get along pretty easily with most people. Those people I don't like, I am still civil with, but when people on here try to add me just for advertisment, forget it. I don't want to be a fucking billboard for your company. If you are some company that wants more people as friends, don't come to me. Fuck off. There would be very few companies I would add as a friend to this damn thing. If you don't like it like I said before FUCK OFF! Thank you.
I'm a nice guy And I am a bitter son-of-a-bitch. Molten lava corses under artic ice Thats what I am. Knives in my pockets And a smile on my face, I can give hugs all day But wait, is that pain you feel? Thats Right! You gotta watch yourself, You gotta watch me Because you know I watch you. I am more than just long hair And the quiet calmness I exude. I would have a body count If it were not for laws. I want to kill pigs And tweekers a like. Makes no difference to me They are the same piece of shit To me anyways. I've come to beat the life Out of spoiled little brats And I'm here to show their parents How they lead their children to slaughter. I'm here to spit in the face Of women who just take shit From abusive husbands and boyfriend And do nothing to change it. I'm here to put stupid people Out of my misery. Putting them on their knees Killing them execution style. I drive down the road Looking in the rear view mirror; Cupids wings hang there Dangling from the mirror. I ran that little cherub Of love over. I will spread like a disease Infiltrate your town I will be in every town And I will not relent.
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