I am way into the nasty ass honeybadger. That thing is fucking great. And I can relate. Today, for example, I am pissed off and don’t give a shit. I just feel like grappling with a cobra, getting poisoned, take a nap, then eat some more cobra.
But guess what, fuck you honey badger. I ain’t you. Why?
1) Honey Badger can’t type! Think you’re all that honey badger. You are fucking stupid. Don’t fucking get stung by a cobra. You can eat some honey or a jackal. Use your fucking brains for once. On the other hand, I can type this blog. I can even register a domain name!
2) Honey Badger can’t order the new iPhone. Contrary to popular belief, Honey Badger simply can’t order the phone. It isn’t that he thinks the 4s is just a facelift to the 4. News flash! He doesn’t own a phone or have the needed credit to get anything but a prepaid phone. Down and out Honey Badger. Dipshit. Meanwhile, I ordered a phone today and will have a nice shiny one this time next week. Take that!
3) Honey Badger isn’t observing Yom Kippur. Dumb ass. Now how are you going to atone for the last year of killing cobras and stealing honey? And it isn’t like Honey Badger is Catholic, either. No excuses. I bet he eats all fucking day. Meanwhile, I am going to services tonight. Gates of Repentance, motherfucker.
So there you go… Bitterbuffalo Blogger 3, Honey Badger 0. A shutout.
Even so, it would be cool to bite the head off a cobra’s head.
