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Okay, here's what I don't quite understand:
What the fuck is the big deal about Myspace.com?
Seriously. I joined it out of boredom one night about six months before the big explosion of "OMG what's your Myspace?" I didn't get the point of it then, I don't get the point of it now. A lot of my friends are totally addicted to it and I don't understand why. It isn't like it does anything. Sure you can blog but there are 4551486246466 other websites that let you blog, their idea of "message boards" are pitiful at best and there are 4665768414238574 other websites that let you set up your own profile and "private message" other users on your "friends list". Oh and as for customization? Yeah, there are 385957197513461 other websites that let ya do that, too.
Can any of my fellow NAOees explain this phenonemon?
--Jami
You fail it.
Its rather simple. Just follow these steps:
Go to a carnival completely wasted on Jack.
Get on the spinning top ride UPSIDEDOWN and ride it.
Throw up, rinse, and repeat.
Granted you don't actually learn anything its far more fun that trying to understand it. Thanks be to fucking peer pressure I also have one...
Pistol Grip Pump In My Lap At All Times
You can also put hundreds of photos on one page and add video clips of your favourite bands that express exactly the way you feel as a superficial depressed teenager in the midst of puberty.
Or that's what those Myspace pages I've seen suggest anyway.
"*sigh* Some men are really hard to manipulate!" - Orchid
Ah, yes, the video/music clips that make me want to hurt small furry animals. But that's part of a much different rant that may or may not bless the lovely pages of the NAO. Anyway, you're right about that, so is eljefe about the exponential number of quizes involved in the making of a myspace page. At least its semi-amusing to jack with the stylings of the page when the insomnia kicks in at three in the morning and there is absolutely nothing else to do.
--Jami
You fail it.