Showing posts with label zombie whores. Show all posts
Showing posts with label zombie whores. Show all posts

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Greetings, zombie whores


This -- this -- is what you get with your stupid camera phone and your YouTube and your retarded MySpace page and yes -- yes -- your precious blog.

"Quickly, Amy! I have an idea!"

"What's that, Rob?"

"Let's take out our cameraphones and get some sweet-ass footage of steam and chemicals coming out of the burst pipe!"

"Sweet-ass idea, Rob. YouTube and Good Day, New York cannot ignore this."

If the next 9/11 is in the Financial District, I'm going to be punching my way through an army of these pathetic motherfuckers, who likely deserve whatever mesothelioma or asbestosis they contracted while hanging out at a burst steam pipe in hopes of getting sweet-ass footage.

(And yes, this is a lead image on the Drudge Report right now, and no, I'm not ashamed that I just got caught looking at the Drudge Report.)