Just Dont Call It a Comeback.
// April 23rd, 2009 // 21 Comments » // youtube
OK I KNOW I’VE BEEN GONE FOR A WHILE BUT WTF
I AM AFRAID OF YOUTUBE.
I wish I could say “loved what you did with the place” but to perfectly honest with you, I’m not exactly sure what you did to the place!
It’s kinda like when you hire a decorator. They put all this shit in your house. You look around and You’re sure its a chair on first glance. So you go sit in your new chair only to find out, its a fountain. in the shape of a unicorn.
Right now I am knee-deep in unicorn shit. because I took a hiatus from YouTube.
Take it from me, YouTube is not gonna wait on you.
This kinda reminds me of highschool, and now I feel like I’ve been left behind and I have to make up all my past assignments just to get back to where I used to be. Which is basically back to square one.
But if youtube were infact highschool – then the people with a million subscribers would obviously be like the cheerleaders, the class presidents and that girl that would always show her vagina for some tacos from the cafeteria. I only have 24,000 subscribers which means that i would currently be smoking with my stoner friends underneath a bridge right now.
But you know whatever my current YouTube status, I was coming back. No matter what. Because there’s just certain things I can never ever completely be without: like my classic iPod nano, my Shamwow, my self-sustaining delusions of grandeur, my nana Maureen, and the fact that the guys im into don’t need to technically be alive for me to have sex with them.
And of course I cant forget. You YOUTUBE. You are my Shit-Filled Unicorn. I would never truly leave, because much like my nasty recurring case of genital warts. YouTube is raging inside me and has all but taken away my kidney function.
I have to thank you.
Thank you for always being there for me. Thank you for ensuring I have a place to always express myself. Thank you for not sticking me up your nostril and wiping me onto a dominoes pizza.
It’s things like this that make you a class act.
Love, tokenblackchic
The truth is last year we were just getting way too serious you know? And by “way too serious”, I mean you were getting way too fat.
Love, Jamie
