To Whom It May Inspire Lazy Mimicry,

I am writing today to pontificate my utter PISS-IGNORANT FURY over the fact that Knox dared to momentarily think the dreaded Z-Word.

You see, I am inordinately proud of my birth place – and why shouldn't I be? It took incredible skill and hard work on my part to slither out of a vagina – not to mention all the determination it took me to master extruding poopy. That's why pride in my birth place constitutes my entire one-dimensional identity – and for that I deserve automatic and constant exemption from life's annoyances.

Now, I'm a supporter of free speech and all, but when it isn't gushingly positive about people superficially similar to me, then it's time for draconian censorship!

Furthermore, as a vocal pawn of the esteemed Transdimentional Coven of the Similarly Horny, it is my meal ticket to remind you that only WE are allowed to use the Z-Word – as a proud expression of our double standards.

You know, growing up Jedi in my clothing optional hippie commune, it didn't take long to realize that the problem with today's world is that people who are different from me are too criminally self-absorbed to fixate entirely on MY YouTube masterpiece. And that's why when Knox used the Z-Word, I felt I'd been personally drawn & quartered, and as such hereby formally demand their public execution.

Yours in Victimized Dread,

Militis

PS: I won't be surprised if you ignore me. That's just the kind of treatment I'd expect from a typical perverted jungle bunny like YOU!

Lulzy site is lulzy.

http://www.i-am-outraged.com/

 

Even more lulzy site is even more lulzy!
What did Knox do now?

 

Nothing. I just wanted to use his name, lawl.