Susannah Breslin is Irritating
I discovered Susannah Breslin today, which carried with it all the joy of discovering a festering boil on my neck.
Observe the evidence, summarized for your convenience.
Susannah Breslin, self portrait - Mirror Gazing.
Shorter Susannah Beslin:
Trigger warning: this blog post may freak you the f*** out
As you can see, I lack empathy, which is very hip. Totally cutting-edge avant garde shit, man. You want to see some serious trendy asshattery? Sexual assault victims are crybabies, and they can go screw themselves. Oh, man, I am SO damn aloof. Hip overload!
Also, I freely admit to doing research on Yahoo Answers. And I consider myself a journalist.
Shorter Susannah Breslin:
An appetite for snuff
That video of American armed forces members killing lots of people has a lot of people in a tizzy because they consider it a massacre. They’re lame. It has me in a tizzy because I can’t take my eyes off of it, and I wonder why it arouses me so much. I mean us. Why it arouses all of us so much. You guys feel it too, right? Right?
April 14th, 2010 at 12:42 pm
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