I found this great little video awhile ago. I'm going to try and get it to work on here, but you know me and my failings. But this encapsulates about a third of my arguement against MySpace, which I shall get into at another, more appropriate time.
Here's hoping it makes you laugh. If not, then go to "How To Write Scripts. Badly" and re-read the Rapebear posts. I pee myself laughing every time.
By the way, it being laundry day yesterday, and knowing that a certain young lady wasn't going to call me back or hang out with me at all, I felt I could successfully wear my Rapebear shirt with pride. And dammit I did.
I must be emo.