I can type fast, talk fast, and kick your ass fast.

So here we are, day deux of le Blog. That's French for The Blog. Actually, here I am really, 'cause I haven't told any of my friends that it exists. But now doubt they'll come crawling like the salivating dogs they are to hang off my every word. I love being me. If I wasn't me I would SO want to be.

For todays rant I've decided to let you in on a little secret. I plan on holding a Steel Cage match at my next Wrestling Extravaganza. It will be myself vs that kid off the Telecom "I can type fast" ad. So feel free to come watch as I show him how fast I can beat the snot out of him. I know it's been said before, but all ad makers sit in a room somewhere depriving themselves of sleep on purpose, while snorting cocaine. Then they all stagger together to pool their collective genius into the wonderful advertisments we see everyday. CELLPHONES AREN'T FOR FRIGGIN' KIDS ANYWAY!!! Give them dolls or Action Men or Supre clothes, but NOT CELLPHONES! Who the the name of Jesusmonkey are they going to text? Their equally as stupid also young friends. Now THAT'LL be a conversation for the ages. "lol 1 u r gay" "nah u is. a/s/l?" "poo poo head". But of course, when they reach 13 it's different. Then the texts are like "HAVE SEX WITH ME!!!!!!!!!"

I blame Supre.

*Shakes fist at Supre*

Supre... oh Supre, that is a rant for another time. But yes, this shall be a fight for the ages. Watch as I tear his brains out and feast on the gooey centre... but FAST as I shall have the power of Telecom behind me. Marvel as I slam his limbs in that keyboard... but FAST as Telecom will be helping me. And watch as rip out his spine and replace it with a USB cable so people ALL OVER THE WORLD can kick his ass.

Depends on if they have Telecom coverage I guess. But yeah, the ad is mucho annoyingo. Very mucho. All those crappy Telecom ones are. But I'll tell you what isn't crappy:

Making Rubbish Movies. That as is teh cool. With extra lol.

And I'm going to add this little thing, "Things you wouldn't want to hear about you in the newspaper."

Todays things you wouldn't want to hear about you in the newspaper: "Massive child pornography collection."