God this is beautiful. One week ago this little maggotette was prancing her ten gallon ass all over the board Xing and Oing and cooing through 900 posts of fucking nothing and absorbing the negative energy of this place in a demented effort to make myspace friends to show faux concern the next time she cuts herself.

Tough, my ass! One simple question--"who the fuck are you?"--and she's kooking out and rambling on about her IQ score. She can't post in the cage without it turning around on her, everything comes down to a chick in a basement apartment in the Bronx with 17 windows open on XPT, palms sweaty and smelling of Frito Lay products as she vigorously tries to keep up that virgin weekend lesbian façade.

I'd put a bounty on her to get her pelt on my wall but I'm pretty damn sure that a few thousand square feet of condo space isn't big enough.