Japanese Spambots

FUCKING ALL UP IN MY SHIT RUINING MY COMMENTS BOX

FUCK. OFF.

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Blogs that turn into Books

Why the fuck would I want a shitty paperback version of someone's shitty wordpress?
Why the fuck would I want to PAY for that, when I can Firefox the shit out of it for free?
Why the fuck do you think your shitty bullshit blog fuckwittery would have even the smallest chance of standing up for itself in the vast literary world?

And, finally, but most importantly:

How the fuck are you going to repay me because my Boss yelled at me because I couldn't ALT+TAB my way out of your dumbfuck blogbook when I saw him coming?

Eat shit, kill yourself, repeat.

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The ever-changing Facebook UI

If you keep touching it, it's going to drop off.

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This shit

No.

Nobody fucking cares, Bruce Jackson.

Fuck off. Seriously. Fuck the fuck right off.

You look like a pomegranate.

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This shit

I definitely don't like that crackwhore transvestite Lady GaGa and therefore I sure as shit am not going to like this pumpkin-faced "Clubkid" fuckwit. What a fucking stupid dickshitting name.

Get murdered.

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Hotmail

No Inbox you say? Oh man. That one that I've had for fucking EONS must've all just been an illusion.

The only Inbox that I'll be setting up with you doucheholes is the one where I put your head IN a BOX, and then smack you seventeen thousand times with a fucking Kendo Stick.

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This shit

No it isn't. Fuck off.

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Facebook's "People You May Know" Feature

Fuck, did we really? Did we really both go to University of Tasmania?

Shit, I don't remember him. He must've gotten lost amongst the THOUSANDS OF OTHER PEOPLE WHO ALSO GO THERE.

But, fuck. If the almighty Facebook thinks I should know him, then hit me up, motherfucker.

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Shitty Facebook Ads

Oh, shit. OK then.

*sigh*

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This shit

(Click it)

OHSHITLETMEGETRIGHTONTHAT.

For fucks sake.

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Cool New People (continued)

Clean yourself up, you filthy fucking harlot.

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Yofranks (continued)

Click here for back story.

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Dave

Oh hey Dave, what's up man? Yeah. Yeah sweet. Me? Oh you know, the usual. This and that I guess. You know, the same old routine, really. I get up, I go to work, then I come home for a bit of GET THE FUCK OFF MY INTERNETS, FUCKFACE.

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This Shit

Ok, 2 things.

1. This email claims to be from someone called Yofranks yet it states in the from column that it is from Qui Tang. I do not know anyone who goes by either of these names.

2. What the fuck sort of name is Yofranks.

DELETE

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epicfail.org

What a fucking joke.

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The Vampires application on Facebook and the fiends that shove it in your face

"Fuckhead's "insert lame prefix here" Vampire has earnt 3 vampire points by attacking you 3 times. Click the 'Start Biting Chumps' button to become a Vampire and start biting other chumps! You can also fight other Zombies, Vampires & Werewolves now!"

Hey I got a better idea, how bout I come over to your house and pop you in the jaw for 3 points. How does that sound?

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.png files

Say what?

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Cool New People (continued)

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Bulletin Fiends

FFS

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This guy

Yeah I see you riding, and yeah I am hating.

Douchebag.

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