Inglorious Impostor Presents: The Astonisher's Return

51st Grammy Awards

"Are you even serious right now?" Look at the white people in that video, acting as if though they don't agree with that clown. Acting innocent all the while. Jesus, that has to be more disappointing than when a black guy played the flame guy in Fantastic Four. Oh I get it, the fire eventually burns him into what we all saw on the screen today (not making false claims as to whether I saw that crappy reboot or note. I confess. Guilty as charged!) . Hey look, it's a UPS truck and guess who they came for. Yup, Empire and Samuel L. Jackson ( the crazy old kook of a black guy. No? Well you're white, I don't blame yah. He's known for uhh... Making the blaxploitation genre.) Which reminds me, if you like Hunger Games, leave immediately! Melodrama, barely visible boobs, a dystopian world and a corrupt government. First off I'm funna start off by saying this, aiih. Why? Just why? Why you gotta be so rude and why is every single movie as of now to about late in 2012 about the end of civilization? How is that entertainment? Do you actually want it to happen? Jesus, no wonder girl teenagers become fugly white women with some sort of significant issue. Don't even deny it. Why Hollywood? What are you trying to prove? These nuts or the fact that it's time for your to hang up the towel and simply admit that you have failed us all and have officially ran out of ideas? Oh wait, that's called show business! Might wanna take notes on this. Like how negro professional Michael Jordan ( uhh representin'. I be makin' eeeeem 3-point shits and be crossing everyone on the court. No wonder I smell like wet dog at the end of the 110-mile journey, said the poor Africans who I will indeed help one day) made his comeback and how Justin Bieber toughened up in jail and came out a black man trapped in a white nigger's body. The Golden and Dark Ages if you will.

Funny, the new slang term is "gassing" when "flaming." I'm gonna be like "Aii iggah, mess wit me again, you funna get broken bones teeth, Not only dat but me funna gas you. Ooh!" You see, it's already taking effect. I gassed dat fool. It's like when an Italian-American tries to act black but he's your buddy at first until a girl comes along and the next thing you know, dabussy starts acting like an outright BUSH, talking about hairlines and whatnot. I mean, look who's talking, going out with the school prostitute with yo' electrocuted curly hair. Don't want these hands dough. "Oooh, dat nigga sufman just gassed that curly-ass nigga. Goddamn, what da hell type of school do you go to?" Nigga #1. "Haha, nacho average white school up/down. Uptown Funk and Downtown? Igga igga igga. It's fun to say that repeatedly." You know what you should do repeatedly that shockingly isn't related to heinous/hard-clapping sexual acts? Like, comment, spread the disease around so everyone can get a fair share at dat girl's booty. "Please, please, please!" Said the bald-headed testicle in the vid. "...Don't say eat dat booty like groceries. Da hell? Who-who-who-who [Falsetto/maximum option reached whilst wearing me boxers around me neck and me sweater... Inside Out!!! Aooo, funny stuff.] a girl came up with that? Wonder what black niggas did wit dat ass? 'Cause... you know, the color white is daunting, horrific, vile, and haunting, similar to how whites try to act like blacks and Mexicans well... Jumping across every obstacle they have to overcome. Man, I want to do an audiobook so bad on Wattpad but how?

Jesus, what happened to the teenage genre? Well, to be more precise, what has Wattpad done? Books like Harry Potter and Percy Jackson and other imaginative, well-thought out narratives were the stuff then. Now, writers on Wattpad and even movies turned this addictive franchise into a steaming pile of romance. Yeah, I said it. Rip-offs, AKA fan-fics. Now, it's all about the glorification of violence ( and the various styles to portray it at that), like encouraging suicide, non-stop profanity, werewolves, love and an odd blend of action-adventure or whatever or whatever you want to call it. It's like, all of the good books are undiscovered but all the books that take adolescents by heart, driving them to making both testosterone/periods and the crappy books as successful as Jerry Springer's career. Well America, it's your decision. Continue to support Springer-like crap that used to be good but writers have gone overboard and made it into a demented, twisted, sick joke. Writing is an art, requires thought and enjoyable. Learn something and input that into your daily lives of excreting on me lawn. If that doesn't help, maybe this will. Violence, or whatever you include in your story as a "risk factor," should consist of a purpose. Everything should have a purpose or else it's pointless. Study the thought-process of Christopher Nolan. Examine his intense Batman trilogy. Do something for the sake of an already end on What?¡ Pad.