The battle of the blogs. The battle of stickers. One on the way up. One looking like it’s alienating everyone who has anything to do with it (but who would give a fuck when you just made a song for Usher). Why the fuck is The Dirty Frenchman smiling like a fucking cunt. He should have a mean face on. But he’s a drunk ass. So he smiled for this. Anyway. Sure WMC is almost over but we’re still gonna fucking post all the latest shit you need to wreck parties. WITHOUT FURTHER ADO LET’S GET THIS GOING AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP!
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Hey everyone! This is just a shitty fucking picture taken in a drunken and drugged out stupor on some fucking night that we were out about town and shit. Probably more than one person puked that night probably more than once. THAT’S THE SWAG LIFE! WE PUKE MOET MOTHERFUCKERS! WE SHIT LOBSTER! That’s the Walmer life. We excrete class. Y’all can’t keep up with that. Anyway. This one is all about no moombahton. We just reppin bass music up in this bitch. GO GRAB THAT BASS MUSIC! WE WILL NEVER FUCKING ANALYSE THE TRACKS WE POST! WE JUST GONNA DUMP THAT SHIT ON YOUR HEAD! TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT! GRAB IT AFTER THE JUMP!
Don’t know what the fuck that picture is supposed to be. Like is it the Moon hitting the Earth or is it like Uranus? Is that how it ends? We are hit by Uranus? Your anus? Fuck. Or maybe nothing will happen. Maybe you will still have to work at your dead end job for the next 20 years. Maybe there will be no end. You will still be single in 2012. Did you ever imagine that there would be an apocalypse and society would crumble and that you wouldn’t have to go to fucking work and maybe you would join some rebel group and be a hero/finally step up your game? It might never happen. You may not become some kind of post-apocalyptic fuckmaster/hero.
In the meantime why don’t we go out and grab some fucking bass music and remember the peeps we lost in 2011. LET’S GO FUCKING DO THIS SHIT AFTER THE JUMP!
It was just a normal time in the toilet for you. You were like “What could go wrong? I’m just doing some blow and getting the fuck out of here just like every lunchtime.” You wanted peace and quiet. You didn’t want your friends to walk in. But you heard something. You heard noises coming from the toilet. No one was taking a shit. It didn’t make sense. You looked in. You discovered the secret. The toilet was filled with soundclouds. It didn’t make sense but it did. You were dancing to the beat. Doing blow to the beat. You went back to work and had the best fucking day of your life. Printed out so many fucking files. But what were the soundclouds that you heard? GO GRAB THE FUCK OUT OF THOSE SOUNDCLOUDS AFTER THE JUMP!
I am Snoop fucking Dogg. I am so fucking old. I just discovered about moombahtons yesterday. My son told me about the moombahtons music. He’s 30 years old. That’s how fucking old I am. I smoke old people formula weed with viagra supplemented. I fuck these bitches and then I still got a hard on for 3 hours more. Sometimes I just get a bitch to sit on my dick for the rest of the time I have a hard on like that’s her fucking chair. That’s what I call Dogging it. Snoop Dogging it. But enough about me, what about the moombahtons. I only really like them to be honest because it make me feel relevant and like I’m still into shit that young people like. I also like the jukes music for that reason. I have to turn up the music really loud because my hearing is bad. I’m old. LET’S LISTEN TO A BUNCH OF MOOMBAHTON AND DOWNLOAD IT AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP!
Fucking tired like fuck. Head feels like this fucking cop car, like our brain got wrapped around a tree while we were driving. That’s life right now. Dead inside style. Whatever. This is not the time to complain. We ain’t little baby bitches always looking for their bottles and crying tears on the ground. We ain’t no warm milk drinkin’ motherfuckers. Anyway. We don’t feel like fucking entertaining you so how about you fucking just click and GRAB SOME FUCKING TUNES AFTER THE JUMP CUNT FACES!
Why did we post this building. It looks kinda crazy. We don’t know where the fuck it is or what the fuck it is. Do you live in this? If you live here it looks like you would have to be some kind of sinister motherfucker plotting shit and eye fucking women on a regular and hurting animals and shit and generally being a fucking creep. That’s your life. You just sit in a high backed chair all fucking day. Don’t know why but you fucking do. Anyway LET’S GO GRAB SOME FUCKING SOUNDCLOUDS AFTER THE JUMP!