The Whine of a Nicotine Addict

I think Arun’s blog should be called the ‘musings of a plagiarising man‘
The utter lack of original content is surprising. But you gotta hand it to the boy, he knows how to plagiarise.
Anyways, I believe Arun’s parents don’t let him smoke, which is why smoking is such a big deal for the bugger. You better get rid of that ashtray under your bed becaus you know your daddy’s going to find it someday!

If the only way you can describe yourself is as ‘cigarette smoking’, then you really need help.

Me: Hi Arun, what do you do?
Arun: I smoke cigarettes!
Me: So what else do you?
Arun: I smoke more cigarettes!

Arun, seriously, you gotta learn to do something other than smoking, like writing, and thinking.

Wanted: A Life for Nazreen Sansoni

Nazreen Sansoni says on her blog:

I wish I could post my most private thougts, feelings, impressions, but apparently i can’t because i post under my name and some people know who i am.

How fucking duh can someone get? When you blare your name out loud all over your blog of course people are going to know who you are.

And really, I don’t know how many people out here give a toss about your most private thoughts, feelings and impressions. You think you’re fucking celeb material? Oh my god! That’s Nazreen Sansoni! Can I have your autograph ma’am? It’s for my dying grandmother.

In a loser joint like Colombo I guess even someone like you could pass off for a celeb.
Jeeez lady, you really need to get a life. A real one.

Let’s Hope She’s Isolated!

Here’s to roshi, one of the stupidest Sri Lankan bloggers I have come across.

One has to believe ‘Maybe, just maybe if she used fewer of those irritating fucking yellow emoticons her blog would be readable’. This chick never ceases to find new ways of being the definition of retarded. Just when you think, ‘ok, this shit she writes has to be the worst’ she goes and starts posting lyrics of the most sentimental songs in this world and calls it ‘blogging’. I don’t know about you, but that’s a fucking insult to all bloggers.

But wait, it gets better. She changes her template to this horrid pink thing soon after, and she has this hideous advertisement that’s also (incidentally) pink and says ‘friendfinder.com! find your lover today!’. Jesus. When is she going to give us a break?

Roshi, you have a soft toy called Bippo? How fucking inane can you get? Who gives a damn what your soft toy is called?

Her blog is a tragedy. And a crime.

For the sake of this race, let’s hope she’s isolated.