User:KataclysmKat

Biography
I read, I write, I edit, I play musical instruments, I play golf, I play video games and I hate Chrissy.

A note to Chrissy concerning his latest Facebook post in which he admits he's a stalker - I live in the hearts and minds of children. Come at me, bro.

Fucking Loser
A Poem of Improvement

Fucking loser, through and through, Shot out from Hell, Satan didn’t want you. You shit your pants And prance and dance Or have a fucking seizure.

Fucking loser, what’s wrong with you? No wonder you’re alone - You hate blacks, gays and Jews; You even hate your knights. You’re always getting into fights With those who disagree.

Fucking loser, how ‘bout a jog? Oh wait, you can do five miles? Great, get off your ass you hog And do some real push-ups too. You flabby fuck, wipe up that drool, And improve your sorry “life.”

Fucking loser, want a wife? Pity no girl wants you. Any woman will use a knife The second you come near. Chauvinism is never winsome When coupled with a dim son.

Fucking loser, how’s your mom? Are you still her “handsome boy?” I bet you bang her like a fucking drum Since she’s your one and only fan. When are you moving out Chris Chan? Oh wait, you don’t have a plan.

Fucking loser, your art is shit. Your writing is even worse. Your plots are like your zits - Scattered and too numerous. How did you graduate from Any school at all, you bum?

Fucking loser, your typos are appalling. Honor roll is just a term you use To stop the hate and “trawling.” You butcher the English tongue Through every comic and song; You then sodomize it when you’re raging.

Fucking loser, I could go on – There’s so much to hate and scorn. Julie, Ivy, Jackie – you’re not a pawn When you invite such clear deceit. But then again, you lie and cheat Whenever you enter a contest.

Fucking loser, get off the dole, Right wingers hate your ilk. Clowns like you are digging a deeper hole For future voters to climb out of; Socialism fits you like a glove When you say you want more government.

Fucking loser, this is all I have left to say to you. There’s no way in hell You can improve Unless you shoot Your mother and yourself.