Posts Tagged ‘god’

Imbeciles..

Saturday, August 14th, 2010

Damn this world full of imbeciles! My next door neighbour puts his speakers on the highest level, and is then surprised that I come and complain about it. He then says, well that’s your problem, not mine. So I reply to this brainless fuck, that he can also hear his music if he puts the volume down. The idiot replies but I can’t feel it then, for god’s sake man, buy some headphones.

Well, that’s what you get when you live in Diemen Zuid.. Now I’m wondering what to do for my next move. I’m thinking of just buying speakers louder than his.

Roberto Strife

Traumatized..

Friday, July 16th, 2010

Now some things are just unfair. I’m talking about something that happened at Amstelveen Bus-station today.

From about 100 metres, I saw a cute girl nearing, 90 metres, I was in love, 80, she was so cute, 70, damn, I was thinking about children all of a sudden, 60, marry me, 50, okay, maybe she’s not perfect, but she does look stunning, 40, well not premium, but still nice-looking, 30, damn, is she really that heavy? 20, man, what the fuck did I see in her, 10, god, whyyyyyy?

Goddamnit! It’s just unfair! Girls that are pretty from afar, should be at least equally hot close-by. How the fuck can a girl that was slobberingly delicious from 100 metres be miss. Rumplefugly from 10. Don’t you girls know how confusing that is to us guys?

Roberto Strife

Fuck the Vuvuzelas

Thursday, July 1st, 2010

This World Cup has been nothing short of disappointing up to now. I haven’t seen one match packed with rich and exciting football.

When the team that plays the best is Germany, you should know that it’s time to close your eyes, or it might be better to turn a deaf ear, because those sodding Vuvuzelas are buzzing (or Vuvu-ing, as Africans tell it) all over the place. My god, those things are annoying the crap out of me, thanks to those things, I only watch half of the matches played on this shite tournament ruled by the corrupt FIFA.

Yeah, I said it, FIFA’s corrupt, come on, not showing a goal England was wrongfully denied. What kind of bloody imbeciles do you take us for? And still they deny that we should have cameras by the goal, and sidelines.
Even beautiful Brazil isn’t playing their samba-football, and my own country (Holland), has gone through to the next round, but we’re a glorified counter-team now.
On top of it all, the organization is horrible, the tournament is so poorly organized that half of all matches aren’t even sold out.

Fuck defensive Brazil, fuck the empty stadiums, fuck Blatter, and foremost, fuck the Vuvuzelas.

Roberto Strife

Eejits..

Tuesday, June 29th, 2010

Seriously, some Dutch bloggers need to learn to write.

First of all, if you write a blog in Dutch, why the hell, would you randomly insert English words? That’s not even the worst though, it’s also very sad if, by using the English words, the writer makes it so very clear he or she can’t speak a word of English. I’m not claiming to be flawless myself, but sometimes, it’s just too much.

This tiny little frustrational (I know that’s not English either, but I used it anyway, so there) piece is based on a story by -Irene- of Dutch blogging/networking site MyDiary, or should I say MyDreary? Because the combined talent of these imbeciles is even less than that of DBC Pierre (Writer of Vernon God Little).

I’m getting off-tracked again, the direct root of my issues with Intellectually challenged Dutchmen using English words, was that little Irene attempted to write, it’s been too long, in one of her latest stories sadly titled, “Ik mis jou ook”, or “I miss you too” in English. The clearly talented (warning: sarcasm) Dutch writer, however, had some trouble spelling it. The final result:

It’s bin to long.

So sad. Nevertheless, I find the word bin very appropriate for this story, I just would’ve added garbage to it.

A sad reader/writer,
Roberto Strife

Organized religion sucks!

Monday, January 4th, 2010

First of all, I’d like to state, I’m not a die-hard atheist, my beef isn’t with the man upstairs in any way. I love the G-man, even though ol’ Johnny here is doomed to spend his life in eternal damnation.

But organized religion does suck, why you ask?

One woman, an Atheist, died just before she turned 80, she lived a fairly pure life. She had only fucked one man, her husband, who died at 59. She did fall in love after, but decided not to pursue. She never stole, only drank once. She was always nice and respectful to everyone, never spoke or even thought a bad thought in her entire life. She had three children and raised them according to her standard, as outstanding people, who knew that their mother would always be there for them.

On the other hand, we have a businessman, died at 59, smoked and drank all his life. He had 2 children, but didn’t see them that much, for he was always pre-occupied with his work. He never thought of anything but himself. He once cheated, but confessed, he stole more than once, but confessed this too. He went to church every week, and prayed every day.

According to Christianity who has more chance of being allowed into heaven? The religious dickhead, or the righteous Atheist? Now what I thought, is that God should embody all that is good in the world. Sending you to hell because you don’t honour him by praying to him. It doesn’t matter if you’re a good person, it just matters if you follow HIS rules. That even sounds a little like dictatorship and self-glorification.

So the man that’s supposed to embody all that’s good, is a self-glorifying dictator! Now that’s plain brilliant! Couldn’t have thought of that!

John Sacks