Trailers And Feature

TRAILERS:

Dear Underage Bitch lollygagging around OneTribe,

kill your-motherfucking-self with the credit card mommy & daddy gave you to pay for the ESSENTIALS while you're away at college. instead, you're dicking around downtown RVA, annoying the up-beat and heavily pierced people at OneTribe. your lack of substance practically makes you water and your lack of depth makes you a kiddie pool.

please, summon the wonder-twins and when their powers activate i hope your lack of substance fills your lack of depth and drowns you like so many parentless toddlers. you're nothing more than a sorry ass excuse for a daughter who rocks a pre-designed haircut you jacked from "that guy, in that band, from the tour, i saw last year", wasting time getting every form of herpes cheap liquor can buy.

Your Lexiconal Ninja Assassin,

Dax

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Dear Hoodrat Fucktard Fake Gangster Wannabe,

when you're done riding around in a rental car, blasting your corner store mixtapes and yelling at fat bootied "bitches" you'll never get your dick wet in, you should really remember to take your gun with you when you head back to your "SPRAWLING" crib, better known as the 5 foot by 6 1/2 foot spare room in your momma's house.

now that i have possession of your side-arm i will be looking up your contact information and coming to see you personally, as i am currently armed and you are not. if i decide to give you back your gun without dropping hot brass all over your mom's lawn, it will be only because i have decided i want to have fun ninja style assassinating you.

it's the whole "not knowing" thing that usually scares the target into mistakes, not the actual threat.

See you soon my tenacious little pussy-fart,

Dax "i'm-gonna-rape-you-like-nobody's-business" Rose

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

FEATURE:

i feel as if maybe, just maybe i haven't been taking these things far enough. someone people seem to think i HAVE been taking them far enough...too far even. these people are welcome to have an opinion of their very own because, well, trying to stop every jack-ass from talking is nearly fucking impossible without being able to openly:

slap, kick, punch, hadoken, stab, poison, hang, shoot, disembowel, choke, burn, cripple, strap-down, hog-tie, donkey punch, explode, implode, crack in the face with a golf club...

...OR...

dry anal prison bitch date rape with 20 grit sand paper wrapped around either the head of my dick, or better yet, a broken broom stick named "Pedro".

so from now on i will find some obscene, distasteful, repugnant, offensive and down right haggard pictures to use in my posts that will help space out my "dirty language, foul humor & rude commentary".

oh, i'm sorry, did i miss the part where YOU run this blog now and get to call all the MOTHERFUCKING shots?!

i suppose i did. well then, let me say this as a retort:

when you find the time, outside of your BUSY facebooking CAREER, to think up - write down - edit - type AND present all of this and more then I will gladly hand over the cunt-juice encrusted reigns to this whole GOD DAMNED blog to your obviously muscular as FUCK hands and leave YOU to entertain anyone and everyone with epic talks of morality.

until such time magically happens, let me advise you on your only option at hand:

IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T FUCKING READ IT OR CLICK ON THE LINK.

this isn't rocket science. get over it or get self assassinated.

Your Loving & Profane Favorite Past Time,

Dax Ian Rose