Write a leaflet about pig farms.
DON'T LIKE LIFE
GETTING BULLIED ON THE INTERNET
GRANDMA WON'T STOP CALLING
MISSED THE BUS THIS MORNING
CAT HATES ME
GASSY AND BLOATED
FUCK YOU MOM
Love has no place on the internet. The closest thing to online love is being called a faggot on a Counter-Strike forum.
Sometimes I think that every post we feature in Weekend Web is some kind of fabrication by some mad genious. At least I hope so. I know I've said it countless times before but I really can't believe people are this dumb.
"Trinity Helper" got a ticket out of that hellhole and never looked back once.
They should make a game for Eye Toy where you whore yourself on cam and are awarded virtual gifts from your Amazon.com wishlist based on how well you're doing.
Oh. My. God. What an evil bitch! 1,000 words?! That is much too much for one person!
Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
Are you concerned that you may be a character trapped in a Tom Waits song? Be smart and learn the warning signs before it's too late. Also, it's too late. It has always been too late.
I'm haunted by a recurring vision of a skeleton flipping me off. To avoid seeing this terrifying image in bumper sticker form, I pay someone with a blank bumper to drive in front of me at all times.
There are hundreds of stories happening on the World Wide Web. Let me tell you, that's a very wide web. Our goal at Weekend Web is to bring you the latest headlines from around the Internet. We go into the very bowels of message boards everywhere and find out what millions of online citizens have to say.