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Description: Episode 2 of the spinoff series,enjoy^^Alright, more people that are really fucking pissing me off. Now, for all you people who actually pay attention to the news, there's a bunch of fat bastards who wanted to sue the... McDoogles, you know... the people with the burgers and the stuff like that? Why? Because they were too fat. Far be it from them to admit to themselves, "hey, you know what? I should have stopped after eating 15 burgers." Nope! The fact that they have a fat ass is not their fault, it's McDoogles fault - or whatever fast food restaurant they decided to sue. My problem is, somebody actually considered taking on this case! These fucking lawyers who are like "yeah, you know what? We can sue this restaurant because you're a fat fuck." What are you saying when you're... when you're in front of the judge? "Yes, your honor, I'm a fat bastard and it's all because of this fast food chain." Give me a fucking break. Someone should just stab you in the eyes with a fucking really hot french fry, you fat bastard. Hope you choke on your own fat. Fatty! Okay, now getting off the topic of fat asses, let's talk about these fucking cell phone mother-fuckers. Dude, put the phone away. You're a fucking self-important little fucking bastard. Nobody is really calling you. It's like, you're walking around, pressing a little button that makes that fake ringing sound. Give me a fucking break! You just want people to think that people are calling you. Nobody is calling you, you're a loser, and you're paying like $70 a month for no reason. Why, what do you need a cell phone for, so... so your mother can call you to pick up groceries on the way home from work? Give me a fucking break, okay? Grow up. If I have to hear another fucking cell phone go off when I'm eating at a diner, or I'm at a movie, I'm gonna fucking rip somebody's head off. And speaking of diners, is it just me, or are the rest of you really fucking sick of these children with the high-pitched frequency of whining and yelling that just fucking drills itself right into your brain? I, for one, really want the mothers or fathers to just start beating the shit out of these kids until they're fucking silent or go into a coma. I'm so sick trying to eat a burger or something and having this whining kid complaining that he doesn't have ice cream. You know what, he wants ice cream? You lock him in the freezer, keep him there for about six hours, I'm sure he'll have his fill of ice cream. So... he's a little frostbitten and loses a toe or two. Fuck him, fuck the parents, get these whiny fucking bastards out of my diner. Let me eat in peace, you fat bastards. Now let's talk English language. What I'm speaking here right now is English. I'm tired of fucking picking up a cup of coffee, and having about fifteen different languages telling me that it's hot. Ooh... Caution Muy Caliente, Vorsch Heist! Give me a fucking break! Can't you just put a picture? Look... look. Here's what I did. I came up with a little picture, you see, you put this picture on the side of a cup, a little guy holding a cup of coffee, and he's on fire. That gets the message across. I'm tired of different languages. If you're in France, speak French. When you're in America, you speak English, okay? When my grand-squirrel came to this country, you know what? He had to learn English. You know what you should do? Learn fucking English! I'm so sick of having to whip out an Idiot-to-English dictionary to figure out what the fuck you're trying to say. Just speak plain English, okay? Let me 'splain to you something, okay? [in a Span-glish accent Spanish/English] Nobody likes to hear the English language get slaughtered? So fucking stop it, okay? Don't make me ask you for your green card. Now that I have alienated all the non-English-speaking people, see now, here's my thing: if they don't speak English and they don't understand the language, would they get offended that I'm telling them that they have to learn English? Huh? Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Ohhh! Twisting the brain... ooh! So in closing, learn how to speak English, you fat bastards, and get off the fucking cell phone. Por Favor. Fucking jackasses.

Description: Here's episode three of the new spinoff series "Navi's Rant" enjoy!HOW ABOUT THIS....STOP WITH THE FUCKING REALITY SHOWS. I AM SO SICK OF THIS FUCKIN' BULLSHIT WITH THEFUCKING FAKE-ASS MARRIAGES FOR MONEY, THE MUNCHKIN BACHELOR SHIT, AND ANYTHINGTHAT HAS TO DO WITH GREEDY MOTHERFUCKERS WHO WILL DEGRADE THEMSELVES FOR CASH.. AND THAT SIMPLETON LIFE WITH FRENCH HILTON AND THAT OTHER ILLIGITIMATEWHORE. HOW COME THESE DUMB BITCHES DIDN'T GET TRAMPLED BY FUCKIN' CATTLE ON THATFARM. I'M SO SICK OF SOME PSUEDO-ATTRACTIVE BIMBO SELLING HER SOUL BECAUSE SHE'SFUCKIN' STUPID. YOU WANT REALITY? HOW ABOUT A REALITY SHOW WHERE YOU OIL UP THATHILTON BITCH AND THROW HER NAKED INTO AN ALL MALE JAIL FILLED WITH SERIAL KILLERSAND SADISTS. GIVE THEM A BUNCH OF 12 INCH SHARP OBJECTS AND LET EM LOOSE ON HERASS. YEAH, WELCOME TO REALITY!AND DON'T GIVE ME THAT "YOU'RE SO CRUEL" BULLSHIT. NOT ONLY WOULD YOU HAVE AREALITY SHOW THAT PEOPLE WOULD ACTUALLY WANT TO WATCH, BUT YOU ALSO HAVE A GREATSTART FOR A SERIES ON AN ALL NEW NETWORK CALLED THE "SNUFF" CHANNEL. THE WHOLECHANNEL WOULD BE DEDICATED TO THE ELIMINATION OF A FUCKIN' MORON, EVERY HALFHOUR! I WOULD BE PERSONALLY INVOLVED IN EVERY SHOW AND WOULD WORK OVERTIME TOENSURE THAT 48 IDIOTS WERE REMOVED FROM SOCIETY EVERY DAY. SEE, I HAVE IDEAS, AND THIS FUCKING FEARIE FACTOR SHIT. OH, WOOPDEE-DOO...EAT ABUNCH OF LIQUIFIED RATS AND WE'LL GIVE YOU 3,000 DOLLARS. I'M SO SICK OF THESE SHOWSTHAT TRY TO INDUCE FEAR. YOU WANT TO SEE FEAR, HOW ABOUT I SIT YOUR FUCKIN'CONTESTANTS DOWN IN A SMALL ROOM, CHAIN EM DOWN NAKED INTO METAL CHAIRS THATARE WIRED TO A HEATING SYSTEM. WHAT YOU DO, IS THEN YOU TURN UP THE HEAT SLOWLYOVER A 32 HOUR PERIOD, SLOWLY INCREASING THE AMMOUNT OF HEAT CONDUCTED THROUGHTHE METAL CHAIRS UNTIL IT'S AS HOT AS A BRANDING IRON. AND ONCE THEY'VE PASSED OUTDUE TO THE EXTREME PAIN BROUGHT ABOUT BY A 32 HOUR BURNING FLESH FEST, HANG EMON A WALL BY THEIR ARMS, IN A ROOM WHERE THE ONLY VISABLE THING IS A SIGN THAT SAYS"YOU HAVE THIS MUCH TIME LEFT TO LIVE" WITH A COUNTDOWN UNDERNEATH, STARTING AT24 HOURS AND COUNTING DOWN BY THE SECOND. SO NOW THEY GOTTA HANG THEIR, JUST WATCHING THE CLOCK...WONDERING WHAT'SGOING TO HAPPEN... HOW ARE THEY GONNA DIE....WILL IT BE WORSE THAN THE HEATINGCHAIR....WHO KNOWS..... ONCE THE CLOCK GETS DOWN TO THE FINAL SECOND YOU TURN ON THE LIGHTS AND YELL"SURPRISE".... AND IF THEY DON'T DIE OF A HEART ATTACK, YOU HIT EM IN THE FACE WITH ALARGE PIE. ....SIT BACK, ALL LAUGH, PRETEND IT'S ALL A JOKE.....LULL THEM INTO A FALSESENCE OF SECURITY BY SAYING, "YOU'VE WON 10 MILLION DOLLARS", ...THEN TAKE OUT THERAZORS AND SALT. YOU PUT ONE CUT ON THEIR BODY, 2 INCHES LONG, EVERY 15 MINUTES,AND THEN HIRE SOME TOOTHLESS BUM TO SLOWLY TEAR OPEN THE WOUNDS WITH HIS FILTHYFINGERNAILS 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 WANT TO HEAR ABOUT "HOW SICK AND TWISTED" THE IDEAS AND CONCEPTS AREIN THIS CARTOON...YOU DON'T LIKE IT, TOO BAD....IF TELEVISION HAD SOME DECENT SHOWS TOOCCUPY AND ENTERTAIN MY MIND, I WOULDN'T HAVE SUCH DEMENTED THOUGHTSSO IT'S YOUR FAULT....WELCOME TO REALITY TV ASSHOLES!

Description: A new spinoff series made by me and navi.She shows what she hates in this series.There will be 5 episodes to this one.Episode 2 is coming out monday,so enjoy this^^There are certain types of people in this world that just piss me off to no end. The type of people that come up to you and ask you for advice. And then when you give them advice they don't take the advice. They just come back to you a week later and they're like "I cant believe how everything turned out so wrong." You want to know why everything turned out wrong? Because you didn't take my advice and your fuckin' stupid. That's what went wrong. You didn't listen to me. I know all.The other type of person are those fuckin insignificant peons, who just have to validate themselves by being in a relationship. You know what? It's pathetic, it's weak-minded, and you show no inner strength what-so-ever. Get over the girlfriend, get over the boyfriend, or whatever the fuck you're yearning for, and live fuckin' life.People who stalk their ex-girlfriends particularly piss me off. What the fuck is wrong with these people? Don't you have better thigns to do in life than be emotionally attached to somebody who hates your guts? Do something with your life, find a hobby. You know? Jeez. You know how many videogames out there that you could be playing?At the very least shoot yourself. Get yourself out of society, nobody wants to deal with a stalker.Other types of people that I hate, people who ruin your favorite diner. Ya know, the type of person that, ya know, you are usually friends with until they end up going to the diner and end up dating a waitress there, and then having some kind of weird, rocky relationship and everytime you go into the diner there is that weird vibe in the air. People like this really need food poisoning. I am so sick of this fucking bastards ruining my favorite spots.Another type of person I particularly hate, are those fucking slime balls with the slicked back hair, that usually end up going to bars and shit like that on Friday, Saturday, Sunday night and see if they can pick up chicks and all they do is fucking walk around with their fucking velvety shirts with their dumbass fat hairy chest exposed to the world, as if they were the sexiest thing on the face of the earth. You know what? You're a middle-age loser, nobody wants to see a hairy chest, either throw yourself in front of traffic, or overdose, please. Nobody wants to hear this bullshit anymore. Time for some re-evaluation of one's life.I also dislike people who all they do is talk about their problems with their insignificant other. You know what? I don't care about your fuckin' relationship problems, you can just shove them up your ass for all I care. Nobody wants to hear about how your girlfriend doesn't like you or how your boyfriend is ignoring you. Nobody cares. It only pertains to your own little world, which in the grand scheme of things, is minute and pathetic, and nobody really, ever wants to hear it. Shut your mouth, choke on your food, and die. You ever have a good friend and then you go out someplace and they always gotta bring their fuckin' girlfriend, and the girlfriend turns out to be somebody you just want to kill. I mean really kill. Like jump up and down and kill. And then fuckin chop their body into 15 different parts and flush the various parts down the toilet and bury the others and the other ones get thrown in the sewer. You know, the type of person where their parents should've had an abortion before they even walked the earth. You know, that kinda crap. These type of fuckin' pieces of crap really just need to be killed with some piano wire around the throat. I can't take it anymore. I also can't stand people who sit at home and listen to every rose has it's thorn like it's the world's most depressing song. One, the song sucks. Two, you're fucking pathetic for listening to it. Take the CD out, crack it in half, and then slit your wrist with the broken pieces. It's over. They're done. You're done. Kill yourself. And in closing, ya know, it's just shit like this that pisses me off, it's these types of people that have no inner soul, no nothing, that just revolve around their own pathetic little world with no consideration for what's going on around them. They have no sense or grasp of reality, and really need to be taken off of the face of this earth. They have no substance, they have no control over themselves, and they really need to be put to sleep, permenantely. Thank you for listeningBy the way, THIS IS FOAMY DAMMIT! Jesus...THIS IS FOR ALL THE PENISIS WHO SAY" This is foamy, this is foamy" LIKE EVERYONE DOSENT KNOW THAT ALREADY! DAMMIT! IF THEY DIDNT KNOW WHAT IT WAS, WHY THE FUCK WOULD THEY WATCH IT? HUH? *sigh* Damn....

Description: You give me almost two weeks off of youtube, and what do i give you? ANOTHER RANT!Navi still hated RVI.™, But she still wanted to do the rants! yay you guys^_^ Enjoy! Oh yeah, and the series will run more than five episodes.Heeeey, how's it going? I'm not sure about the rest of you, but I'm tired of going into fast food restaurants and seeing little fat-kins approved menus!! Go fuck yourself with a fucking loaf of bread! Stop shoving this fat-kins thing in my face! When I go get fast food, I know its bad for me, but I don't care, I like it, and I'm gonna eat it, I don't wanna have to see signs, reminding me of, how bad of a diet I'm on."You're not eating right, so we're gonna have to put fat-kins approved menus on there for people who want to eat an alternative healthy lifestyle."You wanna eat an alternative healthy lifestyle? Grow some vegetables in your backyard, pick em, and eat em, and make your own damn salad! Stop cluttering up my fat filled menu, with your stupid low carb crap! Okay?For all the dieting you people do, for all the makeovers and all that other crap that you people do to make yourselves all attractive...You're all gonna grow old, you're all gonna get wrinkles...And you will all, eventually die, so yeah, the super size fries aren't good for you, but neither are the fucking pesticides in your salad alright. So, basically we're all choosing how we're gonna die, let me kill myself in peace, okay? You fucking controlling bastards!These are the same type of people who spew out a fact sheet of everything that's gonna go wrong with your body because you had to have the large fries. You know what? Next time someone tells you the health ramifications of the food you're eating, why don't you tell them about the health ramifications of you stabbing them in the throat? Maybe that'll shut em up, and you can enjoy your meal.And...shifting gears for a second...why is it that every time I'm watching a commercial for a movie; some fucking critic has to call it, "riveting"? "The film is riveting!" What the fuck does that mean? Riveting!? I don't want riveting! Everything is riveting to these fucking critics! And I don't give two shits if fucking...that fat bastard and that other guy, sticks his thumb up into the air! No one gives a shit if some dumb fat guy with glasses "approves, or disapproves, of a movie. Well, I thought the cinematography was quite interesting and"...Shut the fuck up!Shut up, put your thumb down, and stop eating the popcorn! Let me watch the film first, before my head gets filled with this nonsensical critiquing from some body who just sat around his whole life, and watched movies in his house!Just because you've seen everything, doesn't mean you understand it. Shut...up!This guy sticks his fucking thumb in the air like he's fucking Caesar like his review means anything, to anybody, and God forbid if I come across somebody that says "well you know, they gave it two thumbs up" well you know what, here's one finger up! Okay? I'm not going to see this movie with you! You fucking bastard! Cause then, you know, you go to see the movie with this fucker, and they come out, "huh, that thumb guy was right, the cinematography wasn't so great."Yeah, okay, then you gotta kill him with a bucket of popcorn, and you know want ensues after that...police, broomsticks, it's a whole ordeal, and you don't need that!I'm going to the movies by myself...leave me alone!And if there's fat-kins approved popcorn at the snack bar...I'm killing everyone!Good Day To You!!!

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Description: Episode 2 of the spinoff series,enjoy^^Alright, more people that are really fucking pissing me off. Now, for all you people who actually pay attention to the news, there's a bunch of fat bastards who wanted to sue the... McDoogles, you know... the people with the burgers and the stuff like that? Why? Because they were too fat. Far be it from them to admit to themselves, "hey, you know what? I should have stopped after eating 15 burgers." Nope! The fact that they have a fat ass is not their fault, it's McDoogles fault - or whatever fast food restaurant they decided to sue. My problem is, somebody actually considered taking on this case! These fucking lawyers who are like "yeah, you know what? We can sue this restaurant because you're a fat fuck." What are you saying when you're... when you're in front of the judge? "Yes, your honor, I'm a fat bastard and it's all because of this fast food chain." Give me a fucking break. Someone should just stab you in the eyes with a fucking really hot french fry, you fat bastard. Hope you choke on your own fat. Fatty! Okay, now getting off the topic of fat asses, let's talk about these fucking cell phone mother-fuckers. Dude, put the phone away. You're a fucking self-important little fucking bastard. Nobody is really calling you. It's like, you're walking around, pressing a little button that makes that fake ringing sound. Give me a fucking break! You just want people to think that people are calling you. Nobody is calling you, you're a loser, and you're paying like $70 a month for no reason. Why, what do you need a cell phone for, so... so your mother can call you to pick up groceries on the way home from work? Give me a fucking break, okay? Grow up. If I have to hear another fucking cell phone go off when I'm eating at a diner, or I'm at a movie, I'm gonna fucking rip somebody's head off. And speaking of diners, is it just me, or are the rest of you really fucking sick of these children with the high-pitched frequency of whining and yelling that just fucking drills itself right into your brain? I, for one, really want the mothers or fathers to just start beating the shit out of these kids until they're fucking silent or go into a coma. I'm so sick trying to eat a burger or something and having this whining kid complaining that he doesn't have ice cream. You know what, he wants ice cream? You lock him in the freezer, keep him there for about six hours, I'm sure he'll have his fill of ice cream. So... he's a little frostbitten and loses a toe or two. Fuck him, fuck the parents, get these whiny fucking bastards out of my diner. Let me eat in peace, you fat bastards. Now let's talk English language. What I'm speaking here right now is English. I'm tired of fucking picking up a cup of coffee, and having about fifteen different languages telling me that it's hot. Ooh... Caution Muy Caliente, Vorsch Heist! Give me a fucking break! Can't you just put a picture? Look... look. Here's what I did. I came up with a little picture, you see, you put this picture on the side of a cup, a little guy holding a cup of coffee, and he's on fire. That gets the message across. I'm tired of different languages. If you're in France, speak French. When you're in America, you speak English, okay? When my grand-squirrel came to this country, you know what? He had to learn English. You know what you should do? Learn fucking English! I'm so sick of having to whip out an Idiot-to-English dictionary to figure out what the fuck you're trying to say. Just speak plain English, okay? Let me 'splain to you something, okay? [in a Span-glish accent Spanish/English] Nobody likes to hear the English language get slaughtered? So fucking stop it, okay? Don't make me ask you for your green card. Now that I have alienated all the non-English-speaking people, see now, here's my thing: if they don't speak English and they don't understand the language, would they get offended that I'm telling them that they have to learn English? Huh? Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Ohhh! Twisting the brain... ooh! So in closing, learn how to speak English, you fat bastards, and get off the fucking cell phone. Por Favor. Fucking jackasses.

Description: Here's episode three of the new spinoff series "Navi's Rant" enjoy!HOW ABOUT THIS....STOP WITH THE FUCKING REALITY SHOWS. I AM SO SICK OF THIS FUCKIN' BULLSHIT WITH THEFUCKING FAKE-ASS MARRIAGES FOR MONEY, THE MUNCHKIN BACHELOR SHIT, AND ANYTHINGTHAT HAS TO DO WITH GREEDY MOTHERFUCKERS WHO WILL DEGRADE THEMSELVES FOR CASH.. AND THAT SIMPLETON LIFE WITH FRENCH HILTON AND THAT OTHER ILLIGITIMATEWHORE. HOW COME THESE DUMB BITCHES DIDN'T GET TRAMPLED BY FUCKIN' CATTLE ON THATFARM. I'M SO SICK OF SOME PSUEDO-ATTRACTIVE BIMBO SELLING HER SOUL BECAUSE SHE'SFUCKIN' STUPID. YOU WANT REALITY? HOW ABOUT A REALITY SHOW WHERE YOU OIL UP THATHILTON BITCH AND THROW HER NAKED INTO AN ALL MALE JAIL FILLED WITH SERIAL KILLERSAND SADISTS. GIVE THEM A BUNCH OF 12 INCH SHARP OBJECTS AND LET EM LOOSE ON HERASS. YEAH, WELCOME TO REALITY!AND DON'T GIVE ME THAT "YOU'RE SO CRUEL" BULLSHIT. NOT ONLY WOULD YOU HAVE AREALITY SHOW THAT PEOPLE WOULD ACTUALLY WANT TO WATCH, BUT YOU ALSO HAVE A GREATSTART FOR A SERIES ON AN ALL NEW NETWORK CALLED THE "SNUFF" CHANNEL. THE WHOLECHANNEL WOULD BE DEDICATED TO THE ELIMINATION OF A FUCKIN' MORON, EVERY HALFHOUR! I WOULD BE PERSONALLY INVOLVED IN EVERY SHOW AND WOULD WORK OVERTIME TOENSURE THAT 48 IDIOTS WERE REMOVED FROM SOCIETY EVERY DAY. SEE, I HAVE IDEAS, AND THIS FUCKING FEARIE FACTOR SHIT. OH, WOOPDEE-DOO...EAT ABUNCH OF LIQUIFIED RATS AND WE'LL GIVE YOU 3,000 DOLLARS. I'M SO SICK OF THESE SHOWSTHAT TRY TO INDUCE FEAR. YOU WANT TO SEE FEAR, HOW ABOUT I SIT YOUR FUCKIN'CONTESTANTS DOWN IN A SMALL ROOM, CHAIN EM DOWN NAKED INTO METAL CHAIRS THATARE WIRED TO A HEATING SYSTEM. WHAT YOU DO, IS THEN YOU TURN UP THE HEAT SLOWLYOVER A 32 HOUR PERIOD, SLOWLY INCREASING THE AMMOUNT OF HEAT CONDUCTED THROUGHTHE METAL CHAIRS UNTIL IT'S AS HOT AS A BRANDING IRON. AND ONCE THEY'VE PASSED OUTDUE TO THE EXTREME PAIN BROUGHT ABOUT BY A 32 HOUR BURNING FLESH FEST, HANG EMON A WALL BY THEIR ARMS, IN A ROOM WHERE THE ONLY VISABLE THING IS A SIGN THAT SAYS"YOU HAVE THIS MUCH TIME LEFT TO LIVE" WITH A COUNTDOWN UNDERNEATH, STARTING AT24 HOURS AND COUNTING DOWN BY THE SECOND. SO NOW THEY GOTTA HANG THEIR, JUST WATCHING THE CLOCK...WONDERING WHAT'SGOING TO HAPPEN... HOW ARE THEY GONNA DIE....WILL IT BE WORSE THAN THE HEATINGCHAIR....WHO KNOWS..... ONCE THE CLOCK GETS DOWN TO THE FINAL SECOND YOU TURN ON THE LIGHTS AND YELL"SURPRISE".... AND IF THEY DON'T DIE OF A HEART ATTACK, YOU HIT EM IN THE FACE WITH ALARGE PIE. ....SIT BACK, ALL LAUGH, PRETEND IT'S ALL A JOKE.....LULL THEM INTO A FALSESENCE OF SECURITY BY SAYING, "YOU'VE WON 10 MILLION DOLLARS", ...THEN TAKE OUT THERAZORS AND SALT. YOU PUT ONE CUT ON THEIR BODY, 2 INCHES LONG, EVERY 15 MINUTES,AND THEN HIRE SOME TOOTHLESS BUM TO SLOWLY TEAR OPEN THE WOUNDS WITH HIS FILTHYFINGERNAILS 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 WANT TO HEAR ABOUT "HOW SICK AND TWISTED" THE IDEAS AND CONCEPTS AREIN THIS CARTOON...YOU DON'T LIKE IT, TOO BAD....IF TELEVISION HAD SOME DECENT SHOWS TOOCCUPY AND ENTERTAIN MY MIND, I WOULDN'T HAVE SUCH DEMENTED THOUGHTSSO IT'S YOUR FAULT....WELCOME TO REALITY TV ASSHOLES!

Description: A new spinoff series made by me and navi.She shows what she hates in this series.There will be 5 episodes to this one.Episode 2 is coming out monday,so enjoy this^^There are certain types of people in this world that just piss me off to no end. The type of people that come up to you and ask you for advice. And then when you give them advice they don't take the advice. They just come back to you a week later and they're like "I cant believe how everything turned out so wrong." You want to know why everything turned out wrong? Because you didn't take my advice and your fuckin' stupid. That's what went wrong. You didn't listen to me. I know all.The other type of person are those fuckin insignificant peons, who just have to validate themselves by being in a relationship. You know what? It's pathetic, it's weak-minded, and you show no inner strength what-so-ever. Get over the girlfriend, get over the boyfriend, or whatever the fuck you're yearning for, and live fuckin' life.People who stalk their ex-girlfriends particularly piss me off. What the fuck is wrong with these people? Don't you have better thigns to do in life than be emotionally attached to somebody who hates your guts? Do something with your life, find a hobby. You know? Jeez. You know how many videogames out there that you could be playing?At the very least shoot yourself. Get yourself out of society, nobody wants to deal with a stalker.Other types of people that I hate, people who ruin your favorite diner. Ya know, the type of person that, ya know, you are usually friends with until they end up going to the diner and end up dating a waitress there, and then having some kind of weird, rocky relationship and everytime you go into the diner there is that weird vibe in the air. People like this really need food poisoning. I am so sick of this fucking bastards ruining my favorite spots.Another type of person I particularly hate, are those fucking slime balls with the slicked back hair, that usually end up going to bars and shit like that on Friday, Saturday, Sunday night and see if they can pick up chicks and all they do is fucking walk around with their fucking velvety shirts with their dumbass fat hairy chest exposed to the world, as if they were the sexiest thing on the face of the earth. You know what? You're a middle-age loser, nobody wants to see a hairy chest, either throw yourself in front of traffic, or overdose, please. Nobody wants to hear this bullshit anymore. Time for some re-evaluation of one's life.I also dislike people who all they do is talk about their problems with their insignificant other. You know what? I don't care about your fuckin' relationship problems, you can just shove them up your ass for all I care. Nobody wants to hear about how your girlfriend doesn't like you or how your boyfriend is ignoring you. Nobody cares. It only pertains to your own little world, which in the grand scheme of things, is minute and pathetic, and nobody really, ever wants to hear it. Shut your mouth, choke on your food, and die. You ever have a good friend and then you go out someplace and they always gotta bring their fuckin' girlfriend, and the girlfriend turns out to be somebody you just want to kill. I mean really kill. Like jump up and down and kill. And then fuckin chop their body into 15 different parts and flush the various parts down the toilet and bury the others and the other ones get thrown in the sewer. You know, the type of person where their parents should've had an abortion before they even walked the earth. You know, that kinda crap. These type of fuckin' pieces of crap really just need to be killed with some piano wire around the throat. I can't take it anymore. I also can't stand people who sit at home and listen to every rose has it's thorn like it's the world's most depressing song. One, the song sucks. Two, you're fucking pathetic for listening to it. Take the CD out, crack it in half, and then slit your wrist with the broken pieces. It's over. They're done. You're done. Kill yourself. And in closing, ya know, it's just shit like this that pisses me off, it's these types of people that have no inner soul, no nothing, that just revolve around their own pathetic little world with no consideration for what's going on around them. They have no sense or grasp of reality, and really need to be taken off of the face of this earth. They have no substance, they have no control over themselves, and they really need to be put to sleep, permenantely. Thank you for listeningBy the way, THIS IS FOAMY DAMMIT! Jesus...THIS IS FOR ALL THE PENISIS WHO SAY" This is foamy, this is foamy" LIKE EVERYONE DOSENT KNOW THAT ALREADY! DAMMIT! IF THEY DIDNT KNOW WHAT IT WAS, WHY THE FUCK WOULD THEY WATCH IT? HUH? *sigh* Damn....

Description: You give me almost two weeks off of youtube, and what do i give you? ANOTHER RANT!Navi still hated RVI.™, But she still wanted to do the rants! yay you guys^_^ Enjoy! Oh yeah, and the series will run more than five episodes.Heeeey, how's it going? I'm not sure about the rest of you, but I'm tired of going into fast food restaurants and seeing little fat-kins approved menus!! Go fuck yourself with a fucking loaf of bread! Stop shoving this fat-kins thing in my face! When I go get fast food, I know its bad for me, but I don't care, I like it, and I'm gonna eat it, I don't wanna have to see signs, reminding me of, how bad of a diet I'm on."You're not eating right, so we're gonna have to put fat-kins approved menus on there for people who want to eat an alternative healthy lifestyle."You wanna eat an alternative healthy lifestyle? Grow some vegetables in your backyard, pick em, and eat em, and make your own damn salad! Stop cluttering up my fat filled menu, with your stupid low carb crap! Okay?For all the dieting you people do, for all the makeovers and all that other crap that you people do to make yourselves all attractive...You're all gonna grow old, you're all gonna get wrinkles...And you will all, eventually die, so yeah, the super size fries aren't good for you, but neither are the fucking pesticides in your salad alright. So, basically we're all choosing how we're gonna die, let me kill myself in peace, okay? You fucking controlling bastards!These are the same type of people who spew out a fact sheet of everything that's gonna go wrong with your body because you had to have the large fries. You know what? Next time someone tells you the health ramifications of the food you're eating, why don't you tell them about the health ramifications of you stabbing them in the throat? Maybe that'll shut em up, and you can enjoy your meal.And...shifting gears for a second...why is it that every time I'm watching a commercial for a movie; some fucking critic has to call it, "riveting"? "The film is riveting!" What the fuck does that mean? Riveting!? I don't want riveting! Everything is riveting to these fucking critics! And I don't give two shits if fucking...that fat bastard and that other guy, sticks his thumb up into the air! No one gives a shit if some dumb fat guy with glasses "approves, or disapproves, of a movie. Well, I thought the cinematography was quite interesting and"...Shut the fuck up!Shut up, put your thumb down, and stop eating the popcorn! Let me watch the film first, before my head gets filled with this nonsensical critiquing from some body who just sat around his whole life, and watched movies in his house!Just because you've seen everything, doesn't mean you understand it. Shut...up!This guy sticks his fucking thumb in the air like he's fucking Caesar like his review means anything, to anybody, and God forbid if I come across somebody that says "well you know, they gave it two thumbs up" well you know what, here's one finger up! Okay? I'm not going to see this movie with you! You fucking bastard! Cause then, you know, you go to see the movie with this fucker, and they come out, "huh, that thumb guy was right, the cinematography wasn't so great."Yeah, okay, then you gotta kill him with a bucket of popcorn, and you know want ensues after that...police, broomsticks, it's a whole ordeal, and you don't need that!I'm going to the movies by myself...leave me alone!And if there's fat-kins approved popcorn at the snack bar...I'm killing everyone!Good Day To You!!!

Description: This is Navi doing Billie Jean at the launch party on Sunday 26-Aug-2007.To see the second clip type in Navi Billie Jean Pt2

Description: rockman 4,5 exe i mean in the time section pm not amNavi Modifier32004AD1 00XXChange XX to:00= Rockman01= Roll02= Gutsman03= Windman04= Searchman05= Fireman06= Thunderman07= Blues (Protoman)08= Numberman09= Metalman0A= Junkman0B= Aquaman0C= Woodman0D= NORMAL NAVI (in battle only)0E= HEEL NAVI (in battle only, L for cannon)0F= Starman10= Shadowman11= Knightman12= Napalmman13= Iceman14= Elecman15= Plantman16= Forte

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Description: From the navi seat in DAIHATSU COPEN.

Description: NAVI GETS REJECTED BY CALLY