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Steve O Gets Hacked And His Emails Are Funny As F$#%

By on September 24, 2014
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Steve O recently dared hackers with the funny as fuck #HackSteveO challenge, which yes as you all are thinking (because you’re soooo smart) was to hack his Icloud. He told these hackers there’s naked pictures of him waiting for them, instead his email got hacked. I mean we have seen Steve O naked over the years a cuntload of times, he should of told them there’s pictures of him sucking Charlie Sheen’s dick or something. They probably would of gone for it then.

A few years ago Steve O would send out this “cray-cray emails” whilst being out of his tree. Try and beat them, you can’t beat them with a stick! Drive-By essays of a lunatic.

From: “steve-o”
Subject: Listen Up Dumbfucks
Date: September 23, 2014 at 4:37:42 PM EDT
To: Rad@list.com
Cc: services@irishtimes.com; lev_grossman@timemagazine.com
Reply-To: stephenglover42@internet.com

Most people kill themselves because of a mental condition. This is true in my case too. The condition I suffer from is that I am not normal, I am not like everyone of you “sane” people.
Hackers drove me to the limit.

I am not normal in the sense that I am not like every other one of you brain-dead zombies. I can think. I can reason intelligently. I can observe and learn from life. I can make my own decisions and follow through on them. And I can do these without any AID from celebrities, T.V., radio or MySpace. Unfortunately, every one of you shit-brained lemmings seem to lack these skills and I can’t fucking take it any more.

Since everyone else in this world is a fucking retarded drone who revels in their ignorance and unintelligence, I must put an end to my misery. I truly wish I was normal. I wish I could be a fucking retarded sponge like all of you. I wish I could have the same conversations day in and day out about sports, politics and “how about that weather huh?”. But I can’t.

Sure you’ll see this note and say Steve-O’s the crazy one. You have to it’s the only way you can go on thinking you’re sane and your pathetic life is meaningful. Go ahead, call me the weirdo like everyone else surely will. Then, return to your happiness of everyday mindless monotony.

My only wish is that the bullet I put into my brain doesn’t kill me but only leaves me brain dead. For if ignorance is bliss and everyone of you fuck-for-brains is truly happy, then living a life without a brain stem in a coma, devoid of any cognitive ability must surely be utopia.

Leave My Machine Plugged In You Fucking Retards,

Steve-O

P.S. If I get undead please don’t shoot me in the head. I won’t harm you. I planned ahead and have like 20 homeless guys’ brains in my freezer

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