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How about this, stop with the ******** reality shows. Im tired of this ******** bullshit, and the ******** fakeass marriages for money, and anything that has to do with greedy mother ******** who will degrade themselves for cash. And that Simple life, with that Paris Hilton b***h and that other elegitimet whore. How come these dumb bitches didn't get trempled by caddle in that farm? im so sick of some pseudo attractive bimbo selling herself because she's ******** stupid. YOU WANT REALITY TV? HOW ABOUT THIS? You oil up that Hilton b***h, and you throw her, a** naked into an all male jail cell filled with seriel killers and sadists. Give them a bunch of 12 inch sharp objects and let'em loose. Yeah, Welcome to reality.
And don't give me that, "You're so cruel" bullshit. Not only will you have a reality show that people would actualy wanna watch, but you'll also have a brand new star burst series in an all new network called "The Snuff Channel (YOU PICK 'EM WE KILL 'EM)" The whole channel would be dedicated to the elimination of a ******** moron every half hour. I would be personally involve in everyshow, and will work over time to ensure that 48 idiots are remove from society everyday. See? I have ideas.
Oh and this ******** Fear Factor bullshit. Oh woop-ti-doo, "eat a bunch of liquidfied rats and we'll give you 3000 dollars" Im so sick of these shows that try to induce fear and do a piss poor job at it. You wanna see fear? How about i sit your ******** contestants down, in a room, chained down naked in a chair that's wired down to a heating system. What do you do? Then you turn on the heat slowly over a 32 hour period. Slowly increasing the amount of heat to these chairs till is as hot as a clothing iron. And once they're passed out due to the extreme pain, water them down over the 32 hour burning flesh fest, hang them up by the arms on the wall, in a room where the only visible thing is a sign that says "You have this much time to live" in big neon letters with a countdown on it, starting with the 24 hours and counting down by the second.
So now they gotta hang there, just watching the clock, wondering what's going to happen, how are they gonna die? Will it be worst than the heating chair? No one knows. Once the clock goes down to the final second, you turn on all the lights and yell "SURPRISE", and if they don't die of a heart attack, you hit them in the face with a large pie, sit back, I'll laugh, pretend is all a joke. Lure them into a false sense of security by saying, "You've won 10 million dollars"... Then, take out the razors and salt. You put one cut on their body, 2 inches long every 15 min. And then hire a toothless bum to slowly tear open the wounds with his filthy finger nails, while pouring salt in the cuts at the same time. I could go on, but i think that's a little too much reality for some of you.
And I don't wanna hear "How sick and twisted this guy's ideas are". You don't like it? TOO ******** BAD. If TV had some decent shows to properly occupy my mind, I wouldn't have such demented thoughts. So it's your fault, not mine. WELCOME TO MY REALITY ASSHOLES. twisted domokun rofl
 Lord Ender Havok · Wed May 30, 2007 @ 03:56pm · 2 Comments |
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