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Posted: Aug 5 2007, 08:44 PM
Member No.: 7
Joined: 26-July 07
Today, I'm going to let all you international-type folks in on a little secret about Romania...
(for lack of an English word)
THESE, ladies and gentlemen, are the suckers of Satan's cock. The embodiment of evil semen eating motherfuckers that plague what should be a smart and culture-filled Romania.
Everyone, in one voice, please shout:
Now, then, what is this shitty musical genre? What does it sound like? Picture those Syrian sounds... Now, choose a bit of a song you like. Then, put it over and over again through Fruity Loops, add some stupid lyrics about money, having lots of ugly women, or how many houses and cars you have, and fuck it, there it is! You've made manele music. This sorry excuse for music is playing on a daily basis on every fucking street corner in Bucharest...
Now, then, what is a manele dude?
Picture an inbred moron buying cheap imitations of the latest clothes, who is illiterate, and can barely speak. Now, he might look rich, as you might think he's wearing the latest designer clothes, but guess what? Those clothes are bought from the fucking market! Or, better yet, stolen! He's actually quite poor. Now, manele dudes are obsessed with their goddamn mobile phones. They might live on the street, but god dammit, they'll have the latest mobile phone.
Manele is also the Romanian gypsy's favorite music genre.
Manele is also the rocker's greatest enemy.
Apparently, rockers are an astonishing thing to manele dudes as they sit and stare at you, or try to pick fights, and scream at you while you walk down the street gently nudging your head to the riffs of Metallica blowing in your headphones.
Also, manele dudes haven't EVEN HEARD OF THE WORD HEADPHONES! That's right, they sit in the middle of the street moving their bodies (that's not dancing) to manele coming out of their mobile phones, which sounds awful by the way...
That's a basic guide, right out the top of my head.
They're inbred fucking morons who can't seem to realize that they've sucked too much of Satan's cock, and need to actually learn something and live normally...
That's Dan, signing of, shouting "Fuck!" and giving you his e-mail address: email@example.com. Also, I have a MSN now, so if you want to chat, come on down... firstname.lastname@example.org.
Eat my cynnicism and sarcasm.
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