Fun With Chris Brown’s Myspace Comments…Becuase, You Know, The Crazies Are Showing Their Support!

Posted by IBBB

Having fun with Lindsay Lohan’s Myspace was such a fun segment that I figured what better time to blow out this segment than now and who better to laugh with than Chris Brown? Look, any form alleged domestic violence isn’t funny. However, you know what’s a little funny? The people who commented on his Myspace page. Yeah, they’re a trip. And I’m also going to say how even through all this, I still love the song “With You.” Yeah, I said it. Sue me. You know you still love “Proud Mary” even after Ike went to town all over Tina. Case dismissed. Anywhay, below are some fancy screenshots from the comment section of Chris Brown’s Myspace page along with my 2 cents below each comment. You’re welcome.

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~ True dat, Bitz! I just wanted 2 say dat yuh better hitz da books and stop wit da myspace comments before yuh fail your azz outta school. Itz all fun and gamz now, but aint so funny latah on in life cuz yuh be working at Stop N Shop. Plz dont be depressed by my comment or sth else.

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~ I’m glad that you’re praying for both Chris Brown and Rihanna. Oh, while you’re busy praying for two extremely weathly and talented people any chance you’d have room in there for one more little old prayer for, oh I don’t know, the homeless or maybe even all the people who are out of work? Any chance T.I ever said anything about praying for people like that?

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Jun
26

Dear Myspace Advertisers, Huh?

Posted by IBBB

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Dear Myspace Advertisers,

I’m puzzled so I thought I would write to you. Who are you advertising to? And, is this really your best attempt at having me click on one of your ads? Honestly, I really don’t want to win. I don’t want to win a prize. I don’t want to punch the white guy. I don’t want to be the white dog and race the black dog. I really don’t want to know the date of my death. I don’t want to try to make the fat guy not wet himself. I don’t want to know if I’m a good flirt. Ok, fine I did try to break the cartoon bikini girl out of the glass box just to see what happened to her. I was forced to take a quiz. The point is, why are you trying to humiliate me with these ads? I don’t care if my dog wins or the guy pisses himself. I don’t want to win your stupid ringtones. More importantly, however, I want to know who is playing these games. No really, I want your names. I’ll also need your mother’s maiden name and the last four digits of your social security number. What? Just go with me on this one. Anyway, come up with some more interesting ads. Why would I ever feel the need to vote on whether or not I think “New York” from Vh1’s “I Love New York” is hot or not. You even left me with an option to choose, “I don’t care.” I don’t want to arm wrestle George Bush. I don’t want to play “put a wig on cartoon Britney Spears.” I don’t want to guess if Joan Rivers is dead or alive (I know she’s dead). Stop with the quizzes, stop with the games, and stop with the lamo ads.

Luke-Warm Regards,
IBBB

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