...allow me to let you in on a little secret:
The date 09/09/09 doesn't mean jack shit. No...it doesn't.
So please. All you turds out there preaching doom and gloom, or hell bent on letting me know that today's date matches (who cares), or even sending me Facebook updates and all that bullshit can stop now because you're pissing me off.
Look. This "date" would have had zero significance as of 1581, but that was the last year we had a calendar other than the Gregorian calendar creating the current dates and all that shit. So there will be no planets aligning, there will be no apocalypse, there will be no jump start to the economy. There will be nothing but general horse fucking, goat shaving, fruitcakes preaching on about how the number nines in order means that God himself is coming down from Heaven and spit lubing his cock to jam it in our asses.
So to you all that keep reminding me, a hearty fuck you.
Have a nice day.
P.S.- I don't want to play Mafia Wars either, so eat a dick.
So, I guess a Creamy Coffee for your very own Willy's Sweet Shop is out of the question?
(I had to hold back the bile typing that one.)
Posted by: Rich | September 09, 2009 at 02:20 PM
June 6, 2006 was much more fun.
Posted by: Mr. Kruger | September 09, 2009 at 11:26 PM
What's Mafia Wars?
Posted by: jackie | September 10, 2009 at 08:28 AM
June 6, 2006 was much more fun.
That's why I don't understand the complete freak out over 9/9/09. Nines don't mean shit in comparison to Lucifer's digits.
Posted by: Dr. Whatley | September 10, 2009 at 10:25 AM