Sunday, October 25, 2009

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Posted via email from The mind of Morgan James Gavin

folks! its time for a good old fashioned pissed off rant.

i know this is a tired subject and everyones had there way with this thing but.... balloon boy.... hes going down.... actually, not balloon boy, but balloon boys dad. what kind of money grubbing self centered bastard makes the whole damned us think that his kids in danger? i mean really? is it that hard to kinda see where things might not work out for the best? um lets see here: balloon, tv stars, wife swap (more like wife slap if you ask me) helium, and the media. 

soundsl ike a good ol fashioned hoedown to me! lets just let cps decide how best to handle the mishandling of the whole fiasco? in my opinion, the dad should be.... ah hell, that not what im mad at... not by al ong shot. you want to know what really ticks me the fuck off?beaty pageants. more like self confidence issues on the part of these parents. for the longesttime now, ive had to worry about the mental state of the parents of these poor children. who better then to create the next generation of self depreciating bitches who reject nice guys then the parents, who by the way, lack any kinda of moral compass. i mena, just look at the damage that has been done to miss california and her special term "backwards marriage" wow.... yeah my thoughts exactly.

the media now a days loves a good celebrity beat down, especially when its between a pissy fat reality starlet from atlanta, and some douche apologize on tv to his daughter. the thing about this explosive disaster area, is the very fucking simple fact, that you do NOT call a skinny black ghetto woman with her own realty show, especially if shes from atlanta, fat. now, if you do happen to do it, make sure that you have plenty of people watching with camcorders so that way, when her jerry curled nappy do catches fire from the amount of heat your gonna be taking, to point and LAUGH.

now its been some time since... hold on, let me check the current omg section on yahoo... i know theres gotta be something.... john... and bitch... i mean kate. to me, the new version of a family realty show, has to be the one with the bulldog like dad and the mom who, by some miracle of existence, still has a vagina that the whole oakland raiders can go into or come out of. it all depends on how fast they go. i can just imagine it now, kate, far flung divorcee.... oh yes... that fucking youtube divorcee... who by some blatant irritant to the american public decides to rant and rave about "WHOA IS FUCKING ME! MY EX TRIED TO OVER TURN THE PRENUPTUAL AGREEMENT! AND FAILED! I FEEL BETRAYED... heres an idea, im going to go rant on youtube about it!"

the youtube divorcee, nay, anyone in particular who has the gal bladder and stomach, to whine and bitch on youtube about how their lives are soooooo much more painful because their british, and its not proper, and "oh ive got to go drink some piss blood poor tea!" well, excuse the fuck out of me your royal tamponess. since when did it become al ogical step to berate someone behind their back and then claim unfair play when he tried to turn over the prenup? hes not your husband anymore, hes his own man, if he wants to overturn the prenup with out having your ugly wrinkled ass bitch at him, then thats his business.

latley i havent been doing many youtube videos, though id absolutley love to go on a video spreee blasting the crap out of the fat guy who gets pissed easily because his chicken wasnt served to him  AT A FUCKING WALMART! fucking assmuncher! thats a brilliant plan master cheif!

so for those of you who want to scar your children for the rest of their natural lives, just do the following: force them into situations where fat people are always complaining about why their lives suck, and more to the point, WHERE THE FUCK THEIR HAPPY MEALS ARE!?there arent very many oppertunities to get something golden on film... you know, like family moments, summer vacations, trips to grandmas, setting yourself on fire because the devil told you to do so? so why not take yourselves of the inelligent list at club life, and check yourself into the fucking insane asylum because apparently, thats where hollywood is heading.

im not one to complain (oh yes the fuck i am) about problems that arent my own, but since when did getting a happy meal, or even more to the annerexic point, getting something that tasted good ever become a crime? im a thin guy, and when i want to munch down on some good ol fashioned ground up cow between two paltry servings of wet fried wheat... i have to check the serving size on the menu because i would want to upset the FTA or the food tyrants of america, to think i was being unpatriotic. in fact, i think ill commit some FTA treason and wolf down a whole fucking box of cheetos because i fucking deserve that shit, and THIS IS FUCKING AMERICA DAMMIT!

so what have we possibly learned from all this:

1. beauty pageants are for the sad depressed parents who couldnt find a way to fullfill their dreams, so they took their mountain sized hairdos and the four year olds, and became tyrants of the stage. "remember, smile!"

2. JOHN AND KATES UGLY DIVORCE, IS NOT AS UGLY AS THE SKINNY UGLY AND FAT RETARDS IN "really disturbed housewives of atlanta" cause we all know that when it comes to top notch class, atlanta black women have got just enough to call the bumps on their chests breasts. lets just call them implants. their all flat chested she bitches from hell anyways. i mena, come on! look at the size of those fucking fake bright pink finger nails lashonda, tawniqua, and rashell have on!!!

3. the balloon boys parents are fucking brain damaged storm chasers whove had their heads stuck in the land of oz for far too long to realize that maybe having their kids near somethign that would in fact cause a stir, and have media draw their gaze towards the attention starved step children of a second rate reality show... justm ight not be the greatest thing ever.

4. kanye west is the king of douches, and brian "swine flu" q, is the shemale attention stealers bitch. nuff said.

5. angry fat people in a walmart mcdonalds are fucking funny when they done get their chicken strips.

6. the FDA are kinda like ralph lauren when it comes to food. everythings ok until someone gains a pound. and then their fired.

so until the next time i feel the simple need to spill my guts and annoy the crap out of several people, i bid you all adue, and highly encourage those that enjoyedm y rant to spread the link to this page aroudn. also, subscibing to my blog is a good thing as well.

 

PEACE!

Posted via web from The mind of Morgan James Gavin

COMPLETELY BORED

BLAH!

Posted via web from The mind of Morgan James Gavin

singolarita dimensionale, part 7.7

"welcome to the plane of reality where the battle between the door of existence, and the chasm of non existence will take place creature." barney fife said as they entered a place where the ground was flat and smooth, and the sky was pitch black. "is this place a planet of some sort?" the creature simply asked, his mind still getting used to all of the feelings nad sounds his body was making. "no... this is a plane, a plane! at any rate, on the exact oppisite sides of this plain are the door of existence, and the chasm of non existence. anything that IS exists, and anything that ISNT is non existent." barney yawned, he was anxious to get to morgan before his worst fears came true. 

the creature started thinking about it for a second before realizing that most awful of truths. "so that means... everyone that alpha and omega has nothinged... is on the side of non existence! but wait a second... if something goes from existence to non existence then wouldnt that mean that thing doesnt exist any more?" the creature questioned with out really thinking things through. barney fife stood there quietly, lettign the creature talk his way through it, not really knowing the answer to anything at this point.

"i mean think about it, if something where to stop existing, and then dissappear completely, then they wouldnt have a single atom left over. not one... so how can we fight an enemy we cant see, hear or feel coming towards us?" barney fife smirked. "thats just it creature, we cant see, or hear, or fel them. we dont know which way theyll be coming, or how many of them there will be... all we known for sure is that if the non existent win... then there wont be anything left to celebrate." the two stared at the white plain for the longest time, wondering if theo ther would try to come up with a theory or at least how to combat an unknown enemy.

"well, youre right about one thing barney... we have to get to morgan before its too late. i know a shortcut." the creature shouted as he barreled into the door of existence while barney fife raised a hand in warning. but it was too late, the door had swallowed him whole, leaving barney fife on his own, with a terrifying knot of doubt rippling through out his body. he stared at the other end of theb attle field for the longest time, hearing the rumblings of an ever growing chasm of anti existence, watching as an unseen light bathed upon him. "you wont win... i wont let you." barney said as he prepared to fight.

the creature was shot out at a random location in space and time, and beheld what would become if the war with non existence was lost. he was floating in space, no it couldnt even be called that. it looked as if there was nothing. absolute nothingness. it looked as if colossal claws had shredded existence as f it were a painting, and revealed what truly laid behind the very veil of reality. shimmering, gleaming, twisted anti existence had pushed its way through. the creature couldnt even be sure that it could be even called an it, or even a what for that matter. it had no soul, no heart, no exact form that he could even describe.

"I AM THE VOICE OF THE ANTI EXISTENCE!" a voice erupted inside the creatures being, it was as if the voice were a prerecorded tape, playing over and over in his brain like a emeory of something being said, just barely on the cusp of his memory. "HEED MY WORD, CREATURE THAT EXISTS! THIS IS YOUR FUTURE! THIS IS YOUR WORK! YOUR VERY BEING HERE HAS BECOME THIS TIME! YOUR VERY EXISTENCE, IS THAT OF NON EXISTENCE! YOUR MASTER SHALL DIE BY YOUR HANDS! YOUR CREATOR WILL FAIL AND ALL WILL FALL TO THE CLAWS OF THE ANTI!" the creature felt something, or had felt like at one point he felt something pulling him back through the tattered remains of the door of existence. his mind filled with doubt, his heart shaken by the words he didnt remember remembering, his thoughts only of the image he saw or remembered seeing.

the unseen force pulling him back, and whipped him into the randomness against his will, his being, and his very core, into an unknown destination, time, and place, all the while the creatures thoughts on finding morgan before it was to late. the chaos around him swirled like some sort of twisted painting, until finally it settled. he looked around, still disoriented by the trip, by the memeries and find himself staring at the back of morgans head. "caasi, would you do the honors?" the human said with a smile. 

the creature looked at what lay in front of him, and found that the four of them had been surrounded on all side by what looked like purple crabs with poodle missile launchers with top hats and monocles. "pi pip cheerio!" a purple crab said behind them. before it had a chance to act it was peirced through the middle by a giant katana. "SCATTER STAB!" he heard caasis voice say. 

morgan turned around and saw that the creature had returned to him, but something was wrong, something was very, very wrong.

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