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Fuck off, Buttmunch

Fri, 20 Oct 2006 18:25:31 +0000

Just because I haven't said that in so fucking long! cool2

FUCK YOU, BUTTMUNCH!

Fri, 08 Oct 2004 15:05:50 +0000

Why not. We are the only ones here....

FU to Emotionally Unstable Idiots.

Sun, 19 Sep 2004 03:00:35 +0000

Customer (who shall remain anomymous other than be referred to as stupid bitch) brings her computer in to be fixed on the 6th. It is an Apple G5 desktop computer. Typical turn around time can be 3-4 weeks as it is in warranty and Apple has to dispatch a technician to do the repair. She is informed of this and signs the check in sheet which states this. (she is also given a copy of it)

On the 10th she calls and bitches about how long the repair is taking. We again explain to her the typical turn around time of 3 to 4 weeks. She seems to have understood it this time. WRONG.

She calls 4 times the 11th, 5 on the 12th (left messages on my voice mail as I don't work weekends) and finally we tell her on Monday the 13th not to call anymore, we would call her when it is done.

We get it expidited by pulling in a few favors and get the part necessary and the technician in the store to do the repair on the 15th. Mind you, we get this turned around in 9 days. Not 20-30 days.

She comes in that evening to pick the machine up and notices a very, very tiny scuff in one of the corners. Something that will wipe away with a wet cloth.

She bursts into tears and verbally abuses me for a full 10 minutes complaining about how her computer is now a piece of shit and she will be calling apple and will be calling my manager and I will lose my job and the technician will never work again.

I SOOOOO wanted to slap the ever loving fuck out of her, but I bit my lip, smiled the whole time, and even carried her computer to her car for her as she continued to berate me about this scuff.

I hate idiots.

Fuck You Chris Rix

Sat, 11 Sep 2004 03:51:03 +0000

you are the worst fucking excuse for a quarterback that florida state has ever seen. get drunk and drive into a tree. FUCK YOU DOUCHEBAG

stupid fucking god damn piece of fucking shit fucking fuck fuck fucker shit ass bitch hole dick sucking fuck fucker ass

Wed, 08 Sep 2004 18:40:42 +0000

HURRRRRYYYYYY UUUUUUUPPPPPPPAAAAAHHHH!!!!!

god damn it!!!!

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Tue, 31 Aug 2004 18:15:22 +0000

FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!eleven!!!!!!!!!ONE!!!!

FU Hollywood!!!!

Thu, 26 Aug 2004 04:23:13 +0000

Is it necessary to remake..or should I say ruin one of the best movies ever made!!

The gangs are all here

By JOE NEUMAIER
DAILY NEWS FEATURE WRITER

Surf Turf: Coney Island's ruling gang members in 1979's 'The Warriors'

Get out your colors. They're remaking "The Warriors," the ultimate New York gang movie.
Made in 1979, "The Warriors" was part "West Side Story," part "Starlight Express." The title antiheroes had to hightail it from the upper Bronx back to their home turf, Coney Island, after being (wrongly) accused of killing a messianic leader at a major gang summit.

On their trip over and under the city streets, they're hunted by "menacing" ruffians like the High Hats (who are dressed as mimes wearing top hats), the Boppers (purple-vested baddies who resemble a Ben Vereen dress-alike troupe), the Lizzies (a sapphic girl gang), the Baseball Furies (bat-wielding boys in face paint) and the Gramercy Riffs (kung-fu kids in orange outfits and giant afros).

But what kind of colorful street gangs will a "Warriors 2005" include? These ripped-from-the-headlines, New York-specific troublemakers could have real punch:

The Bloomies A group of billionaires who ride the subway snatching cigarettes out of the mouths of innocent bystanders. The Look: Brook Brothers blue pinstripes, well-coiffed bachelor-dad hair. Their Turf: Upper East Side.

The Emos Shaggy hipsters who lurk in dark bars that host acoustic music shows. The Look: Thick black-frame glasses, sixth-grade-style short-sleeve shirts. Their Turf: Williamsburg, DUMBO, lower East Side.

The Trumps A band of "Apprentice" castoffs who snarl "You're fired!" to passersby in their best Donald-ese. The Look: Everest-size comb-overs, white-guy bling-bling. Their turf: The Four Seasons; Park Avenue financial firms.

The Voguers Mean, Machiavellian girls from Vogue magazine. The Look: T-shirts that read "We Are Silently Judging You," social warpaint on their faces. Their Turf: The Conde Nast building, fashion shows.

The Laddies A bunch of guys who work at bikini-and-beer bibles like Stuff and Maxim. Sworn enemies of the Voguers. The Look: Casual-comfort polo shirts and jeans, bellies that would make their cover girls scream in horror. Their Turf: Bryant Park; alcohol-sponsored events.

The Krispys Doughnut-wielding yentas trying to force their teenage model-wannab-es daughters to eat, already. The Look: Fendi bags, pantsuits. Their Turf: Upper East and West Sides.

The UFTs Randi Weingarten-looking disciplinarians who make third-graders take the same test several times. The Look: Strict librarian chic. Their Turf: The United Federation of Teachers' office, City Hall.

The New Lizzies PR princesses who run people over in their cars, then screech "Fâ€”â€” you, white trash!" The Look: Long straight bangs; toothy don't-stare-at-me-do-not-stare-at-me smile. Their Turf: The Hamptons, outside the ropes at trendy events.

The Connies Republican delegates who clog the city during ill-advised political conventions. The Look: Red, white, and blue hats; elephant pins. Their Turf: Madison Square Garden, "Mamma Mia!"

The Jeters A gang of good-looking athletes who woo models and starlets and appear on magazine covers. The Look: Yankees uniforms. Their Turf: Hip nightclubs, trendy restaurants.

:mad:

John Mayer Fans SUCK ASS!!!

Wed, 18 Aug 2004 19:33:18 +0000

I was on my way home lastnight, going north on the parkway, cruising along at 75 - 80 MPH with not a problem. Then as I come upon the PNC Art Center, there was a mass exodus of ass fucks!!!

I didn't so much mind all of the fucking cars, but when they get directly into the left hand lane and drive 45 MPH, that is fucking uncalled for. Then there was the retarded tail gaiters that thought that the gas,break,gas,break method is successful.

I then had to weave in and out of these fucknut mobiles. Finally I got into the RIGHT lane and for miles (about 3) I passed a herd of cock sucking flaming dick holes.

I was honking my horn, flipping the bird, and cursing at every one of them.
& yes I did feel better.

STUPID FUCKS!!!

& now to top it all off I just discoverd it was a cock suck fest.

FU FAFSA

Thu, 12 Aug 2004 02:53:37 +0000

Here I am, planning on attending what looks to hopefully be my 2nd to last semester of college before getting my BA. Last year, I paid for my classes w/a loan (I go part time). This year, I wanted to do a loan again, but the school said I needed to refile for financial aid before I apply for the loan. Fine. No problem.
So, I re-file for financial aid at the end of June, figuring that FAFSA would have an answer for me before today (my tuition was due today). Waiting around since the beginning of July for an answer, all I got from TAP was a form that needed my signature. And this was last month. And, still to this day, have not heard an answer. Call FA over the weekend, and they tell me that I need to call my school to find out if I'm elligible for aid. Odd, considering last year I got a letter saying that I wasn't eligible from FAFSA themselves. Now they tell me that I have to call the school? What kind of bullshit is this?
Ok, so I called the school on Monday- they kindly tell me that I'm not elligible, and at this point I'm fuming b/c now I'm fucked- too late to apply for a loan, and they say that I should come down & pay in cash or speak to a loan officer. Fuck that. So, I was informed about AMS payment- I spoke w/them, put 2 months payment down on Monday night, to cover my ass, and still didn't hear anything if the school accepted the payment. I called AMS today- they tell me that the school knows I paid and that my classes won't be dropped. THANK GOD.
Point being- FAFSA's too fucking slow and they sit with their thumbs up their asses when it comes to sending out letters letting people know whether or not they will recieve aid. By this time, I should've gotten a letter, but apparently they all think that we're mind readers and that I should know to call the school to find out my elligibility.
Luckily, I was saved by AMS. I'm never going thru that shit again with financial aid...they're incompetant and slow as shit, and when it comes down to the wire, they're of absolutley NO fucking help.

kaplan & all your mother fucking typos

Wed, 11 Aug 2004 18:44:19 +0000

i'm using a kaplan study guide for a very important exam & the fucking thing is loaded with typos.

ITS A STUDY GUIDE. WE ARE SUPPOSED TO USE THE INFORMATION TO HELP US PASS AN EXAM.

its not like its in the biology section where i can just say "hey, that's not right" it's in the fucking physics section where mulitplication signs are put in the equation in place of a god damn equal sign. i'm left looking at the problem like "how the fuck did they come up with that answer?!?!"

i hate kaplan. never use them. go for barrons or princeton review. do not rely on kaplan for anything.

this isn't my only kaplan guide with typos either. the damn lesson book for class did as well.

bastards.

Depressing Priest

Wed, 11 Aug 2004 04:31:43 +0000

So I am sitting there at a funeral this morning for my uncle, and this priest, Holy shit. He starts giving his sermon about how we start dying the second we are born and how the dead person is not coming back, not calling again, not this, that etc. It appeared to me that this was not a sermon to uplift the hearts or emotions of the relatives who lost someone but to serve as a not so subtle reminder, that, hey buddy, you're gonna die too. Can you get anymore depressing?? So the point you're driving home here, Father, is that we are nothing more than persons sitting and waiting to die?? Real comforting sentiments, ya jackass. It was like, no fun, no anything, just sit there and await the inevitable. Thank you for playing. It amazed me how this priest kept mentioning death and stuff, I thought the purpose of the funeral was to mourn and celebrate the life of the person who has died, not to remind you about 15 different ways, that the clock is ticking and you never know when the reaper is gonna come a calling.

One funny note to this, later on, my brother and I were discussing it and we both realized that, we, John and Jimmy, we two, are the SURVIVORS!!!!!!!!

ARRGHH!!! SERVER!! FUCK YOU!!!!

Tue, 10 Aug 2004 16:40:40 +0000

Try to send a simple U2U....server crashes.

Try to post a fuckin post...server crashes.

There's like, what, 8 of us on here right now and the server can't take it?? WTF?

Fuck this server. Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it in its goatass.

And now, of course, I'm going to lose THIS post as well, right?

cocksmocker of a server you are. I hate you. I'm going to rape your mother, the toaster oven whore that she is.

FU to Rooner's avatar

Tue, 10 Aug 2004 15:45:46 +0000

1.3 megs? come on

FU Buttmunch VII: Mission to Munchcow

Fri, 06 Aug 2004 18:25:05 +0000

'Cause dammit, this needed to be done.

F U BUTTMUNCH!!11

There. Now I feel better.

FU to this STUPID COMPUTER!!!!!!

Wed, 14 Jul 2004 01:07:50 +0000

i'm wondering if a swift kick into the pacific won't make it work any better....grrrrrr!