5 People You May Meet In Hell

1. Lou Pearlman

The Gobshitte behind such musical illuminaries as the Backstreet Boys and O Town. O the humanity of it all. The US airforce should do the world a favour and carpet bomb Tampa Bay, Fla the home of this talentless human serviette so his virus can not spread. He is truly a threat to national security and sanity. Bombs away. On a related note I read somewhere that the backstreeters to increase their appeal and to represent their true colours are going to be renamed the Brokeback Boys.

2. Parking Enforcement Officers

These are the hardworking bastards that can wreck a perfect day with a ticket and have the gall to say to you;"have a Nice Day". They also always say;" I am just doing my job". That funny I seem to recall hearing that defense being used by the nazi war criminals on trail at Nuremberg. It was no excuse than and it does not wash with the private. Also according to government propaganda, they give out tickets to keep the traffic moving in the city. What a load of bollocks! It is to fill the city coffers with unvoluntary taxes, so some blowhard major can fullfill their dream of building a shelter for vegetarian cats and go down in history as a great humanitarian, and get a sewage treatment plant named after him.. The money is also used to give the politicians their much needed rises and operating expenses too. poor dears are so underpayed.


3. The guy who coined the phrase "Have a Nice Day"


I say have a nice eternity in hell Pal! Also see #2.


4. Tom Cruise


False prophet of a false religion. Hey Tom get some psychological help. Katie, bad career choice, insanity does not make for a long career in Hollywood, just ask poor Francis Farmer.


5. 106 Fm The Drive, Detroit, Michigan

One of the lamest radio stations in the universe. Unfortunately I have to listen to this dreck for most of the time I am suffering at work, so this compounds the suffering. According to the blind idiot gods, this is the only station that comes in really well. I believe that they play it a majority of the time to placate a lot of the unwashed plebs that believe it is actually good radio. You know the old saying, music soothes the savage beast, even if it is bad music. They have a lame, boring play list, that is the same every day. You can actually tell what time it is by what song they are playing. Wow now thats what I call dynamic radio.

Some limp dick annoucer who interrupts after every song with some tepid jokes and comments. They also have annoying, unfunny DJ that on many occasions yell out the call letters twice or more in the same run on sentence. They might as well get rid of the DJs and just get limp dick to say their lines. Many of the male DJS have that annoying cheesy radio voice, like they are anouncers at the Miss Parsnip contest some where in Ichy Ass, Wisconsin. They also interrupt their feast of gourmet radio with way too many commericals. These commercials are beyond lame, a lot of them seem to be written by some Z grade stand up comic that could not make it at the local Denny's restaurant. They also have a lot of remotes which means they transmits live from a lucky business. Man this is more exciting, innovative radio, they make Edward R. Morrow"s live broadcasts from London during the blitz seem like paint drying. Their remots consist of the live DJ basically plugging the business, with a bunch of drunken yobs in the background yelling like morons. What a use of the public airwaves, Pulitzer prize material. Please God strike these scam artists(a use the word lightly) dumb.

It is embarrassing to think that these putzs have a license and they are carrying on the mantle of Detroit radio. When I think back to all the truly great and innovative radio stations and DJS of the past, it is enough to bring a tear to the old pyvette's eyes.

I would like to thank Mitch Albon for being my inspiration for this blog, another great Detroit gobshhitte. Also to you out their in cyberland if you can think of anyone you might meet in hell, drop the pryvette a line and let me know. Have a nice day. o Bob Saget!!!! Bob Saget!!! I am so sorry, I will have to say 50 hail marys.