Fuck you, I'm writing a post

I'm getting into this recessionomics thing every talking head was political meme-ing about throughout early 2009. You know the whole story about the word "staycation," and other meaningless bullshit they farted about back in those days.

Now that Meg Whitman is running for governor (something only her live-in female "roommate" could have anticipated) I decided to get to know her a little more intimately by selling all my shit on eBay.

eBay's like this site where you can totally be matched up to different sellers and buyers through a sophisticated process known as capitalism.

Idiocracy. Who the fuck liked that movie? Why the fuck did I have it? And why the fuck was someone willing to pay me 11 fucking dollars for it?

When I was a puberty stricken adolescent, my mom sold my NES at a garage sale to a family of tough negotiatin' African Americans. My mom had set the price at $60. They said $5. Confused and worried that her price was too high, she yelled for me. Being a dumb ass fuck head, I went out looking like an idiot with my hair unbrushed. I was chewing on a donut and I had another donut in my hand. My breath stunk of all night long AIM chatting and my hands were dry from wasting-an-entire-cartridge-of-color-ink-on-photos-of-women-touching-their-pussies-to-take-to-the-shower-and-beat-off-to (or: beating-off-while-taking-a-shit-then-quickly-A.C.-Slater-straddle-the-toilet-seat-to-shoot-in-the-bowl).

I stuck out my hand for a shake. They declined.

"$5, kid," the lady looked at me. She had on sunglasses and it was overcast outside.

"No, way. Not for sale," I said.

"I can walk into any Toys-R-Us and buy one of these for $15."

Long story short, Ma sold it for $15 and it included every single fucking one of our games. Not to mention the fact that this happened a month ago and there's no fucking way a Toys R Us carries an NES. Even our fucking Game Genie.

Now, some Buttercup puts their god damn system up on eBay with some shitty games and makes a whole year's of work out of it.

I'm not saying I have a copy of Stadium Events. I'm saying those bastards have it.

The END.