Le Sujet du Jour

I am such a lazy fuck that I have to even force myself to blog something. Is there any sort of obligation to blog something? Of course not you dimwit but the sort of stuff I blog is nothing more than a cry out for attention. There is obviously something missing in my pathetic life. Not enough sex? Nope, just not enough variety. Self satisfaction? Nope, except from excessive masturbation.

Whatever the reason, I need to write something today because my poor pitiful fucking sinful soul is lonely. Awwwwwwwwww, poor fucking me but shit, as I look around the blog world, I'm far from being alone. The only difference with me is I know I am deprived and even though this is a way of getting attention, I am so fucking lazy that I would love to hire someone to do this for me. Now that's fucked up.

Now, for my sujet du jour.

My new girlfriend and a former runner up in the Miss Louisiana Beauty Pageant Kate sent me this comment on my last post:

do you really hate the french, or just the fleur-de-lis? because i hate the fleur-de-lis, and yes i have blogged about it. but, for example, zidane is my hero. sure he's from algeria, but he was the star of the french national team until he head-butted his way out. why do you hate the french soccer team so much?
This is an easy question for me to answer. HOW THE FUCK DO I KNOW???

Look, I hate the French and I am one quarter French because my father polluted my fucking genes with his fucking French genes but thankfully not that fucking Cajun make believe bull shit French. Thank God for small fucking favors. (Have you ever met a Guidry you would ever consider sleeping with?)

As for why I hate these fucks? Look Miss Nosey, I hate French people, African people (I know, it's a fucking continent) I hate Hispanics, Arabs, Jews, Buddhists, Canadians, orientals, blacks, whites, the fucking handicapped who apparently are not enough "handicapped" to drive around in a fucking car and get all the good parking spots and if they are real handicapped, they don't use the good parking spots and it just stays there empty and I have to walk a fucking mile to buy stuff and of course last but not least, I hate children. I'm sure I left someone out but trust me, I probably will hate them. Before you jump to some prejudicial conclusion, you should know I don't hate the New Orleans Hornets but that Jeffrey guy does. I do hate soccer though.

Look, before I write something that may offend someone, let me just say this. The Fleur-De-Loser looks like some sort of perverted dildo. Putting that aside though, of all the groups I hate, the French are the only ones who have done the most to piss me off followed closely by the fucking Jehovah Witnesses and the way they lie about me opening the door naked. (Don't come knocking on my door you miserable aggravating fucks and we wouldn't have those sort of incidents.)

Also, I didn't have anything to write about that day. Now, aren't you glad you asked? I am.