God, I hate people who type like Krystal. Seriously. I hate them. They are deserving of contempt. They don’t give a shit whether they’re understood. That is so antisocial, in the most basic sense of the word, and we are social animals. It is seriously messed up, to not care whether you’re understood.
Message to Krystal and all others like her: When you write like that, people use the voice of a barely sentient, mostly braindead idiot to translate what you write into their head. Inside all our brains, your garbled troglodyte keyboard-hammering makes Corky sound like Neil Degrasse Tyson. People know you for the slack-jawed, uncaring, waste-of-space moron you are. If you don’t care about that, then fine. Carry on.
God, I hate that kind of bullshit “writing.”
Also, when you can’t spell, people will resort to phonics to wring some meaning from your moon-man text. “This lovey prickless.” Is that really what you wanted to say about your boyfriend?
Amen. I was going to be ironic and type a response in that style, but it hurt my brain just to work it out. When I read stuff written like that, the voice in my head is a halting 3-year-old valley girl.
HA! Slim, the fact that they did it twice means they really mean it… Best Weeding Ever. And, don’t any of these people ever LOOK at what they’re about to say before they say it? I mean, I thought one of the major advantages of the internet is the ability to censor one’s self so they don’t look like a stupid-head.
The weeding one is funny… “Choose one [of] our weeding package[s] and save [pounds].” Considering what the munchies do to a body, this is great. “you are weeding” Yes, I hope this was written by a Marketing major who complains about having to take GenEd English.