GOD I Hhhhhate Rosie Beaton. I mean firstly who the hell works on a request show for millenia? You START at super requests then you mooooove on. Instead of squatting there like some immooovable heffa talking shit 5 nights a week. Actually she probably just constantly talks shit 24/7, probably talks in her sleep. We only have the misfortune to hear it 5 nights a week.
And its always the same. Someone requests a song, she plays it then talks about how she watched the band play live, what she was wearing what she got up to blah blah fucking blah. No-one fucking cares. FUCK OFF!
After these exams I'm just gonna have to kill her. I think I'll do it in some poetic fashion such that her own incessant talking causes her death. Then her own failings will be responsible for demise just as it was in.....wait for it....."In the Name of the Rose". HAH HAH HAH HAH!
Time for my own beeza night. To San Remo and Cellarbrations!
Happy Halloween.
PG Out.
Friday, October 31, 2008
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