Nobody Ever Said Parenting Was Going To Be Easy: The Daily Nooner (EST)!
Girl’s Mom Is A Stupid Fucking Idiot
You know what is the absolute worst? When your stupid fucking mom gives you your brand new Lexus ON THE WRONG DAY. Seriously. How hard is it to get that right, mom? Buy me the Lexus, throw me the party, then give me the Lexus ON THE DAY OF THE PARTY. Do I have to write it down for you? Christ.
That’s why I don’t understand why this video is titled “Spoiled Girl Cries Over Getting A Lexus.” The problem isn’t that she’s spoiled; it’s that her STUPID FUCKING IDIOT of a mother can’t get the timing right.
You only turn 15 once. Most people get married more than once these days, so in a way, a 15th birthday is more special than a wedding. Considering that, I think it’s totally understandable that this girl would want it to be absolutely perfect, and what could make your party more perfect than receiving a $60,000 gift that you aren’t legally allowed to drive yet? It WOULD’VE been perfect, I guess… you know, if mom hadn’t gone and fucked everything up. When you see shitty parenting like that it’s just about enough to make you puke.
So when you read YouTube comments that say things like:
“Fucking. Stupid. Whore. I would fuck her up.” - Suprcassanova
“Oh my god she cried for that? I hope you read this CHOKE ON A F*CKING DOG’S COCK spoiled bitch” - nefasto80
“I hope she gets pregnant.” - RIShearer1985
Just remember that they’re all misdirected. And if you’re a 15 year old girl who cries when you receive a luxury car for your birthday, think about this video, reassure yourself that your mom is a total bitch who wants to ruin your life, then tell her you hate her and cry your little eyes out. You earned it, little princess!
March 20th, 2008 at 11:29 am
Maybe her mom will adopt me… I would be more appreciative.
March 20th, 2008 at 11:37 am
Thanks for bringing this to our attention, Ross. Parents should be publicly shamed for blunders of this magnitude. Poor little lamb…
March 20th, 2008 at 11:42 am
It’s so sad. Makes me cry too.
March 20th, 2008 at 11:53 am
I’d buy the bitch a Pinto and see how she deals with that.
March 20th, 2008 at 12:12 pm
a pinto?
I’d buy the bitch a goldfish
March 20th, 2008 at 12:37 pm
a goldfish? I would’ve bought that bitch a three night stay at children’s hospital.
March 20th, 2008 at 12:40 pm
While the parents are certainly to blame for not raising that little bitch right, most it falls on the kid. I probably would have pushed her down the stairs in order to try and clean her out of the gene pool…
March 20th, 2008 at 12:44 pm
Did someone order a bullet in the face? No? Well fuck it I didn’t drive all this way to not shoot a spoiled cunt in the face.
March 20th, 2008 at 1:11 pm
The worst part is that she doesn’t even seem sorry that she fucked up her daughter’s birthday.
March 20th, 2008 at 1:24 pm
Stupid woman! How dare she, I mean, how dare she give her daughter a Lexus on the wrong day?! That video made me so angry, I just wanted to smash my little tiara and cry for the rest of the afternoon. I hate you, 15-year-old-girl’s mom! I hate you so hard.
Also, this reminds me of another video I saw online. A girl got a convertible sports car for her sweet sixteenth, but her dad bought the blue one, not the red one she wanted. There should be a parenting course for people like that. The pain they must be causing their poor, poor children every day.
March 20th, 2008 at 1:30 pm
It is clearly the uncomfortable car salesman’s fault
March 20th, 2008 at 1:51 pm
A pinto?
That’s cruel.
Buy her a Lada, not even one in decent condition. Actually that’s a fallacy, you can’t buy a Lada in decent condition.
Actually, any Eastern European car built during the Cold War should be suitable. Buy her a Yugo with a faulty gearshift and a top speed of 4.
Or else drop one onto her from a tower block.
March 20th, 2008 at 2:00 pm
could we send her back in time to eastern europe during the cold war? or maybe back to nazi germany … yea, that might be what she needs.
March 20th, 2008 at 2:02 pm
No, you know what? we shouldn’t be fighting here over who to blame: stupid fucking mother or spoiled little cunt daughter. Because I think deep down we all know who is really to blame. Hannah Montana and her expensive fucking hat.
March 20th, 2008 at 2:11 pm
I was going to make a sarcastic remark about the mother, but I can’t bring myself to do it.
That cunt of a 15-year-old should be thrown out on her ass at age 18 and given $2.50 and a bus token like they give to prisoners when they’re released.
I don’t like to wish mean things on people, but I hope that girl gets her car, and she wrecks it and becomes horribly disfigured… like an arm cut off at the elbow, a foot gone on one leg, the other leg gone completely, burns that keep her hair on one side of her head from ever growing again, and the need to get a prostetic eye. AND, I hope this happens like 2-3 months before her Senior Prom so her date doesn’t go with her, but she still goes alone and sits and cries in a puddle of fruit punch and tears as she watches her ex-date dance with a girl that she used to joke on for being ugly.
That would about make up for what a bitch she is. I think she could be Hannah Montana’s long lost sister.
March 20th, 2008 at 2:24 pm
In all seriousness, the girl’s behavior really is the fault of her mother and father. Kids do not spontaneously grow up to be spoiled rotten turds like that. It is all in how the children are raised.
And Hannah Montana has her skanky claw in this mess as well, I am positive.
March 20th, 2008 at 2:25 pm
In a word: Scooter.
Also, I’m inclined to agree with my prestigious Professor friend above, she must be the future self-proclaimed monarch (because dictator sounds too much like dick for that uncomfortable little whore) of the world’s sister.
On a side note: I didn’t even watch the video, I just felt it would be too upsetting to my already bleeding ulcers.
March 20th, 2008 at 3:10 pm
why does she even get a car on her 15th?
March 20th, 2008 at 3:40 pm
Wow, I made it about a minute into that.
A got a friend of mine into watching that horrible show “My Super Sweet Sixteen” which is basically this video, except a half-hour long. He was wigging out about his parenting skills, as parents tend to do. “Did I do the right thing? Was I too strict? Was I too lenient? Am I the worst parent on the face of the Earth?” and on and on.
I said, “If you think you’re a bad parent, you have to watch this show. After 30 minutes of stupid little cunts with idiot parents, you’re going to feel a lot more comfortable about yourself as a father.”
Now the whole family watches the show and the kids are as horrified as the parents.
By the way, when I graduated from high school, my Dad got me an eight-year old Ford Escort and I was ecstatic to get it. Man, that was a great car.
March 20th, 2008 at 4:12 pm
DOB made a comment the other day in one of his comment sections that we should get back to hating on hannah montana I responded with this….
“@ Daniel O’Brien Oh God yes , lets get back to hating on a fifteen year old girl.
Which, now that I think about it, after raising two daughters, hating on a fifteen year old girl is not that hard. Pretty damn easy now that I think about it.
As matter of fact, Hell ,if there is such a place, is probably full of fifteen year old girls.
Boys are easier to raise. You can pretty much give them the same advice from the time they are 12 until they’re 30. Don’t blow anything up and don’t get anything pregnant.”
Both of my girls have fucked up big time in their life and while I would love to give Gladstone the satisfaction (he knows what I’m talking about) and say that I would beat my child to death put them in a rubbermaid container and throw them in ocean if one of them acted that way, that fact is I don’t have worry about. None of my children and I suspect none of anybody else’s here, would act that goddamn to start with.
BTW my first car was a 17 year old 67 mustang. God I miss that car.
March 20th, 2008 at 4:14 pm
Should be that goddamn way to start with.
March 20th, 2008 at 4:22 pm
Hence why I suggested a beat-up Eastern bloc lemon.
Your first car should be one that requires the boot carry a spare engine at all times.
March 20th, 2008 at 4:25 pm
Oh yeah, I think the mom did right sending the car back but I would followed that up with
” SHUT YOUR WHINY UNGRATEFUL GODDAMN MOUTH AND GET IN THE GODDAMN CAR”.
Also how much do y’all want to bet she later got that car at her party just like she wanted.
March 20th, 2008 at 4:36 pm
To give my Dad credit my first car was sweet. I could peg the speedometer at a 120mph.
Then again he may have been trying to kill me.
March 20th, 2008 at 4:46 pm
@Bryan: My first car was a hand-me-down ol’ 1988 Ford Escort! Hurrah! And I was damned happy to have it, too. The best thing my parents did for me, though, was to guarantee that I always had AAA roadside service–an absolute lifesaver if you are driving less than perfect cars.
March 20th, 2008 at 4:47 pm
@glendoor: my first car’s speedomotor only went up to 85, if that tells you anything.
March 20th, 2008 at 4:57 pm
I’m going to have to make you all terribly jealous and say that my first car was a Toyota Matrix. Oh yeah, and it was midnight blue. Yeah, that’s right!
March 20th, 2008 at 4:58 pm
I also had to work for year before I could get a car. On my desk there is a picture of me the day I got a car. I picked it up and studied for the first time in a long time I don’t know what I would want back more, the car or the full thick head of hair I had in the picture.
March 20th, 2008 at 5:22 pm
glendoor42, be nice to my kids. They’ve inherited some of my genetic instability (read: borderline schizophrenia, and super powers). They already have a hard enough road ahead of them without having to live in a plastic tub in the ocean.
My first car was a ‘97 Grand Am SE, but I didn’t get a car until I was well past 20. Also, I bought it myself, with my own hard-earned loan.
March 20th, 2008 at 5:23 pm
I’m sorry glendoor42, that parenthetical clause should have read ’schizophrenia and borderline super powers.’
March 20th, 2008 at 5:39 pm
Here, you get a car (when you’re young) by either buying it by yourself (since you’re under-age and without driver’s license, you end up with derelict crap) or buy with you parents when you get the right to drive. Of all my driving classmates, the normal ones have old cars, a VW Golf may be the newest; one of the older ones beep when you turn left. No Lexuses for 15 year old cunts. I mean, why buy your child a car if it isn’t allowed to drive?
March 20th, 2008 at 6:15 pm
Here(USA) in most places you can drive when you’re 15 with a learners permit and you in you have to have an adult in the car with you AND in most cases that adult has to be a parent or legal guardian.
kingmonkey+1 yes I have discovered one of your daughter’s borderline super powers,she has the ability to wreck a car about every other week.
March 20th, 2008 at 7:24 pm
I’ve only ever wrecked a 2005 Grand Prix, but I wrecked it good, by God. Flipped pside down in a ditch off an icy road. Thank God, also, that it was a rental and I’d paid the 30.00 per day insurance. I figure my 150 more than covers the cost of a new car.
March 20th, 2008 at 9:31 pm
Just think on how the sweet 16 birthday is going to turn out. Not to give defense to the girl, but every fucking 15 yr old. girl is going to find something to blow out of proportion. That is how we generally operate at around that age. I’m sure if you presented the Holy Grail to her, she would find a flaw with it. “Jesus’ saliva is still in it! GROSS!!!!!!!”
March 20th, 2008 at 9:45 pm
I’ve wrecked a 83 Olds cutlass, 81 Caprice Classic, 79 Buick Regal T*, 84 Mazda GLC, 84 Mazda B2000 or 2200 don’t recall, 84 Chevy Cavalier I was drunk, 67 Mustang T*, 65 Mustang , 80 Mustang, 86 Mustang T*, a big ford truck don’t remember the year and I was not in it I forgot to put it in park. 89 Ford Tempo it deserved it, 90 Plymouth Laser T* I was drunk, 92 Ford Ranger T*.
There are probably more I can’t remember them all, there have been a lot. I was driving and it was my fault and unless otherwise indicated I was sober. I’ve been in more accidents but these are the ones that are my fault. Also my Great Uncle owned the insurance agency we used and he was the only reason I could keep insurance.
So now that I think about it the daughter that wrecks the cars got that super power from me. What was worse ,with my driving record I really couldn’t be pissed at her for not paying fucking attention. I think my main problem was I learned to drive tanks about the same time I learned to drive and uh, ADD.
T*= Totaled.
March 20th, 2008 at 9:46 pm
Oh yeah two tractors.
March 20th, 2008 at 10:09 pm
Did you wreck them all in one accident?! That would be fuckin’ awesome!
March 20th, 2008 at 10:18 pm
No, unfortunately, I was driving each and every time. They all weren’t my vehicles , some were my parents. When I told my Dad about her wreck ,after asking if no one was hurt and they weren’t ,he just laughed, when I told him about the second one, he just laughed louder.
March 21st, 2008 at 12:36 am
Two words*.
Toyota corolla.
The fucker never dies. It’s like some kind of undead zombie car.
*?
March 21st, 2008 at 1:03 am
yeah I would have pulled a hit and dececrate the body and run with that lexus on her. whiny bitch. this is whats freakin wrong with america in general, people like this exist. I feel sorry for the man she will marry one day.
March 21st, 2008 at 6:49 am
yeah, I completely agree with you MetalBrainSurgery. People like this are causing the downfall of Western society. I blame feminism for making women be so ungrateful. I hate my life, makes me sick, all this shit.
March 21st, 2008 at 9:28 am
Before JanisJoplin gets here, I’ll just say that this girl doesn’t seem to be following the precepts of feminism at all. In fact, she seems to be skirting empowerment in any form, relying on everyone else to do everything fro her, and moreover, to do it exactly the way she wants.
Also, if Janis were here, instead of lingering in the Pipeline, she would say that men are responsible for this, and remind us all that our penises are conduits of evil.
March 21st, 2008 at 9:38 am
I know mine is. I feed it a puree of aborted fetus and goat bile to keep it that way.
March 21st, 2008 at 11:33 am
@ Andypants Yeah my daughters car that she totaled was a 96 toyota Camry with 215000 miles on it never did anything but change the oil.
March 21st, 2008 at 12:16 pm
and i get a suzuki. Im fucking 20 and i drive a 15 year old suzuki. fuck you america.
March 21st, 2008 at 1:43 pm
Andy Pants, Glendoor, couldn’t agree more about the Toyota. Just sold a ‘95 Camry with 225,000 miles on it and the only maintenance I ever did on it was oil changes, brakes and tires. Have also had a ‘94 Lexus (made by Toyota) that had 245,000 miles on it and ran like a top when I sold it. You pretty much have to drive one into a wall to kill it.
March 21st, 2008 at 1:45 pm
Oh yeah, and this girl is a bitch.
Trying to stay on topic.
March 21st, 2008 at 1:58 pm
No, my daughter did not drive hers into a wall, my daughter drove hers into another 96 Camry.
March 21st, 2008 at 3:59 pm
When I was 16 my dad bought me a 92 jeep wrangler, because its cheaper to fix a jeep by buying single parts, and it looks nice dented ;). Oh and he wanted me to get out of the house and get a damn job.
March 21st, 2008 at 6:43 pm
my name is terry wagar I’m e-mailing you because I’m at a loss as to what i can do about a very dangerous murder conspiracy against me and others, for over 2 and a half years I’ve suffered from this conspiracy, it began { as best as i can tell,} when my wife joan wagar started having a affair with a co-worker named eric carlson, there affair started around April of 2005, i had reason to believe they was trying to kill me back then but i wasnt sure at the time, I’m very very sure now! there is a very interesting fact about eric that joan tried to hide from me and my daughters, he is almost identical in appearance to me! my wife nicknamed him doubleclick, when i learned of my wifes affair i also learned of that nickname and asked joan “why do you call him doubleclick ” she said ” oh thats what everyone calls him at work,” ever since my wife joan insisted her affair was over, it never ended, year and a half all kinds of odd things was happening i started getting very sick from time to time, i suspected she was poisoning me but was not sure at the time, i am now! in early 2006 around Feb or mar i went to the hospital asking to be tested because my wife was talking in her sleep saying she was poisoning me, i went to OHSU and signed in, they informed me that its unlikely that they will find anything but they took my vitals and i waited in the lobby, i waited 4 and a half hours and they never called me back to be checked, and no officers came to question me about my concerns. so i went home, i could tell no one there cared. this is just too long to explain so i will try to get to the point, on march 26th of 2007 at 5;55 am i put a audio recorder in joans purse because i heard my wife whispering to someone in her bedroom, { i slept on the couch, our marriage was falling apart.} i heard what sounded like a guy whispering back, so i put my recorder in her purse expecting to finally catch joan in the act and laid down pretending to still be asleep, ten minutes later my wife left for work, what i caught on there was a lot more than i expected, i caught a murder conspiracy! i didn’t know it right away because the audio i got is like 17 hours long, when i heard on it she was with eric two days later i left her and moved in with my oldest daughter shawna, i spent the next week and a half on and off trying to listen to this audio, it didn’t take long to figure out i was being framed for something by my wife and her lover, and they had help! lots of help, i learned i was under INVESTIGATION BY THE FBI and these INVESTIGATORS were good friends with joan and eric and they all met up at our apartment that morning in joans bedroom, they climbed in through joans window, i learned they were there to frame me as a pedophile, eric was posing for pictures in kayles bedroom,{ our youngest daughter,} while the INVESTIGATOR named ERICA { last name unknown to me.} was taking pictures of him while kayle slept, after words eric climbed out joans window and waited for her in her car, and a john ray climbed in and helped joan put something on our computer and then he left the way he came, joan finished getting ready for work and picked up her purse and left for work, once outside joan was talking to these INVESTIGATORS and discussing what they was going to do next, joan and eric on the ride to work was discussing what they was going to say to other employees when they get there, joan mentioned to eric {you woke her up} referring to kayle, and then they discussed breaking into shawnas apartment with ERICA, after lots of listening to that audio i learned joan eric and erica planed to rape shawna and murder her and then frame me for this! they planed to use a signed check of mine to purchase a gun in my name, remember eric looks almost like me in appearance, eric was going to use my ID and one of my checks to purchase a gun, joan was instructed to collect my sperm, eric was going to rape and murder shawna, erica was going to plant my sperm on shawnas body along with other false evidence, joan and eric met up at walmart along with vickie {joans sister} and the investigators and was waiting at the front door for someone to let them in, other employees showed up and the investigators pretended to have caught me in the act, [ referring to eric in kayles room,} and saying they got me on fotogenic, once inside the investigators proceed to put on a phony show of investigating while in the presence of walmart employees while joan and eric and vickie are trashing my name to there fellow employees turning everyone there against me, joan was even addmeting eric has been impersonating me for other crimes, after hours and hours of the investigators claiming in walmart employees presence that i was doing wrong things and joan and eric telling countless lies about me the investigators gave permission to all of them to pedifie me, joan started printing out flyers about me at walmart,{ unknown to me whether they used them or not.} i learned they had me under a illegal video survealence the hole apartment had hidden cameras and the investigators asked there supervisor to take 6;30 off of joan because john ray broke in there, when i left joan and moved in to my daughters apartment about 3 or 4 days later the FBI took over the apartment above shawna and they proceeded to spread rumors in shawnas neiborhood, and was spying on us as well with hidden cameras, they didn’t know at that time that i knew they were up there, the ceiling in shawnas apartment has no insulation so i could hear them up there talking about editing my audio and discussing ways of killing me, i knew because they are members of authorities i couldn’t get help calling 911, not to mention i was very worried for my family’s safety i was afraid to tell shawna about this at this time for her own safety so i just continued to listen to the audio trying to learn as much about this as i could but for my own safety i pretended to not understand it well, about a week and a half after i left joan on April 7th donna { joans mother who also lives at shawnas apartment complex, } asked shawna if i could go to her apartment to fix her computer she said it wouldn’t work on the Internet, i didn’t want to but shawna insisted so i went over to Donna with shawna and tried to fix her computer, donna offered me a cup of coffee and i accepted, she brought me a cup of coffee and what looked like a mayonaze lid filled with sugar, i put 2 or 3 spoonfuls in my coffee and was sipping while working on her computer, finally i told donna i cant fix it and that maybe she should get a new computer, i drank up my coffee and me and shawna left to go back to shawnas apartment which isn’t far away, by the time i got to the stairs i started not feeling well, once inside i really started feeling very sick and needed to lie down, fifteen minutes later my head felt like there was acid eating away at me from the inside, not thinking clearly i called Joanne asking if she could take me to the hospital, during the drive there joan was looking at her rear view mirror a whole hell of a lot, which gave me the suspicion we were being followed, keep in mind neither joan nor those investigators knew yet that i knew about them, once at the hospital i was so fucked up and hurting in my head that i needed a wheelchair, once i was admitted and taken back to a emergency room i waited and waited and no doctor ever came and examed me, one person came in acting like a doctor but never examed me, he only wanted to put his finger in my ass supposed for a colon test of some sort, but he never asked me what was wrong, never examed my eyes or mouth or ears, never took my vitals, never took a urine sample, i was holding my head in severe pain and all he wanted was to put his finger in my ass, once done he left, a half hour later a male nurse brought me a bottle of something to drink saying i need to drink the whole bottle and then i was going to some room to have a kind of ex ray of some sort, never once did a doctor examine me nor did a doctor come in to explain what was going on, after i drank the bottle the nurse took me to a room for this ex ray then brought me back to my room, about a hour later a doctor came and explained that the only thing they could find wrong was there was a little bleeding in my colon and he recommended i follow up with a colanoscopie, needless to say i was totally shocked at his blatant attempt to ignore the fact that NOBODY EXAMED ME!!! i knew at this time that those investigators had somehow interfered with my medical treatment and done something to prevent a doctor from examine me! i went back to shawnas apartment still in pain in my head, it felt like acid burning in there, and to this day i am still in pain in my head over this, about a week after this i stopped pretending to know nothing about this crap with joan and the investigators and looked up at the ceiling where they were and called them a bunch of criminals and murderers and that i was completely discuss ted with them, shawna was home at this time but didn’t understand why i did that, an hour later shawna left for work and after that all hell broke loose up stairs, a whole lot of people in suits was going up there and there was some yelling and they seemed very angry, a lot of activity going on for the rest of that day in that apartment above shawnas place, at around 8 or 9 that nite several people went up there talking very loudly acting like they were looking at something and said very loudly { yep thats a pedophile alright.} and then him and a few others from that apartment ran out of there yelling at the top of there lungs through out the hole neaborhood calling me a pedophile, from this point on they was pedifieing me openly in shawnas neaborhood, just flat out calling me a pedophile to others in that neaborhood, this hole time i spent most of my time on the floor in pain from donna poisoning me, i flat out knew i could get no help calling 911 since these were people in authority doing this to me, they stopped doing this when shawna was around they didn’t want her to know about it, i told shawna about this but she didn’t believe me because she never witnessed any of it and no one at work mentioned this to her, she believed donna poisoned me but she never understood any of the other stuff, the investigators were quite until shawna left for work and was loud when she left, they would say things like { were going to FUCK you over now you son of a bitch!} i remained in the apartment for about a week after donna poisoned me unable to walk much because of the pain, around this time eric showed up downstairs talking very loudly up at the investigators, { the investigators were on the third floor on the patio and eric was on the ground talking up at them, shawnas app is in between them} and eric was loudly calling me a pedophile and giving my description to others who were out there trying to piss me off, i didn’t go out to confront him because i knew they wanted to shoot me, before he left he yelled up at the investigators telling them to make sure i drink my coffee, keep in mind they weren’t hiding any of there murder attempts from me, after all eric and joan had permission from the authorities to murder me so they just don’t give a shit, i have reason to believe the authorities pressed charges against me and gave my disscription on tv because where ever i go people seem to recognize me, people in shawnas old neaborhood would point over at me and say “there’s the guy they pedified.” ever since i have been under attack behind my back and in front of my face, i learned from that audio that they pedified me in prison so if i get arrested for anything i will likely be murdered in prison, after they poisoned me at some point they broke into shawnas app and replaced my audio with a differant version hoping i would think its the original, i didn’t fall for that,there version is nothing but a death threat against me and shawna and there demonstrating how they plan to frame my hole family and give them the blame for me being poisoned and pedofied, and at the end of it there flat out frameing me as a pedophile using my voice and kayles, although they made the mistake of admitting somewhere in the middle of the audio that there using kayles voice, on there replacement audio they threatened to pedofie shawna if i say something about this, well they already did that, what it amounts to is they tried to kill me and shawna, i caught them in the act , and then they threatened to kill us if i talk about it and then they tried to kill us again, so it does me no good to heed there threats, as far as I’m concerned they murdered me already and there in the process of murdering shawna right now, there have been too many attempts to tell them all on this, let me suffice it to say the other nite joan and a couple of her friends came here to murder me and that plan failed, but there not scared about it because they have some people in authority covering there asses, i write this on November 13th 2007 and at this very moment this apartment is under a illegal video survielence by the FBI, and they allow others over the Internet to spy on us and make fun of us, chances are there going to murder me for sending this because they made it clear there going to cover there asses, but thats why i saved the best for last.
p.s. the address where this ocured is 8800 se causey loop n-205 clackamas OR 97086, the whole neaberhood there has heard of this and the authorities used a warrant to kick out the tenants above shawnas apartment. in 2005 my wife joan wagar was poisoning me, and i was a regular blood donor at the time, when i discovered this i went to the OHSU emergency hospital to get checked and to report this, but no one cared. police are notified and they dont care, there covering this up by ignoring this.
March 21st, 2008 at 8:04 pm
what the hell?
March 21st, 2008 at 8:04 pm
oh, and i managed to kill my toyota corolla
March 22nd, 2008 at 4:28 am
Hey Cracked, you need to hire this Terry Wagar guy. That was comedy gold.
March 22nd, 2008 at 10:57 am
What are the symptoms of schizophrenia again?
March 22nd, 2008 at 11:29 am
Wow. Just when you think you’ve seen it all. This bitch may be the subject of MY next blog too…
March 24th, 2008 at 8:11 am
My first car was an ‘02 Chrysler Sebring, which my parents got for me when I was 20. The car was only 4 years old, but they got an amazingly good deal on it because the former owners didn’t care about the money. Seeing that video and looking back, now I’m self-conscious that I didn’t thank my parents enough. I sure as hell didn’t cry over it, though.
March 24th, 2008 at 11:17 am
Terry Wager, you’re a fucking genius. That’s hillarious.
What I don’t get, though, is where exactly is the scam here… Or maybe you’re just scyzophrenic?
March 24th, 2008 at 11:28 am
And on a sidenote:
http://siteinsights.com/2008/03/16/the-greatest-blog-comment-ever/
You can find all the info you need about this case there.
Nothing new there, right? Well check the comments. Terry Wager wrote there too. So yeah, he’s pretty much a bot… That’s a shame, I wanted him to be a scizophrenic maniac
March 24th, 2008 at 11:47 am
Then again… http://www.apartmentcities.com/oregon/d/clackamas_village_OR.asp
His house exists! I’m dropping this here because I won’t find any further information, but… Terry Wagar must exist! And he’s over-the-rainbow crazy as well!
Hooray for crazy people on the internet!
March 24th, 2008 at 12:39 pm
It could be an ARG trailhead . . . he does give out an address
someone google earth the address
March 24th, 2008 at 1:18 pm
I thought so too, there’s an unfiction thread about that, they even found the house… But they didn’t get nowhere else. Then again, writing something completely bogus and finding a random house to back that up is easy. He said they can see him at the internet, he could at least give a link or some other proof it’s real…
As scary as it is, being completely serious now, I think the man shows many symptoms of Schizophrenia: delusions of persecution (both by his family and superior powers), hallucinations, DISORGANIZED SPEECH, and probably a few more I’m not noticing. Now that I reconsider it, if this is a joke, it’s a pretty sick one.
I hope this guy, if real, is under professional help right now before he does something extreme.
March 24th, 2008 at 2:08 pm
Terry my boy, you sure do get around…
http://www.collegeotr.com/university_of_oregon/treatment_center_tour_part_1_with_dennis_dixon_4493
http://www.hairofthedogdave.com/2007/03/29/oregon-honey-beer/
http://www.blueoregon.com/2006/01/did_chief_justi.html
I guess he wants as many people as possible to know, no matter who they are. Heh, heh, only on teh intranet!
(Oh, and Terry’s actually started to be satirized: http://reddit.com/info/6cpto/comments/)
March 24th, 2008 at 2:26 pm
So here I was about to throw down my most scathing comment about over-privileged young girls, and this Terry dickwad totally ruins my anti-teenager boner. Thanks, butt-plug.
My first vehicle? A big, blue 1985 Dodge Van, with removable backseat. Unfortunately, I ended up being the DD a lot more often than I wanted.
March 24th, 2008 at 2:59 pm
Yeah…terry…piss off…..
Anyways, my first car was a 1978 chevy caprice and I pimped dat bitch out!
Now…nothin’ but the best cars made, Toytotas!!!!
March 24th, 2008 at 3:00 pm
Toyotas^^^^
March 24th, 2008 at 6:24 pm
[…] Biggest Brat Ever Since this is a family forum and I can’t say what I truly think of this little wench, just watch the video. She gets a lexus…on her birthday…and then throws a hissy fit. Just watch it. This video made me so mad I wanted to punch her right in her spoiled face.
March 24th, 2008 at 7:20 pm
What if the girl is not spoiled, what if she just has severe bipolar disorder? Y’all would feel really bad about hating on somebody with a mental condition.
March 24th, 2008 at 10:19 pm
I went to high school with a cunt like this. Her dad bought her a blue miata for her 15th birthday and the bitch complained that it was the wrong color, so he bought her a white one. My first car was a 1979 chevy luv pickup that was a hand-me-down from my older brother (1990 at the time). Holes in the bench seat, vinyl flooring covering rusted out floor pans, matte red in color from the heavily oxidized paint….God I loved that truck.
March 24th, 2008 at 11:41 pm
My cousin once knew a girl who, upon recieving a Lexus GX for her birthday, wrecked it in order to get a Mercedes SLK as a replacement.
By the way, [insert incoherent paranoid drivel here]
March 25th, 2008 at 1:09 am
“What if the girl is not spoiled, what if she just has severe bipolar disorder? Y’all would feel really bad about hating on somebody with a mental condition.”
You know, I don’t think they would.
March 25th, 2008 at 9:55 am
Couldn’t agree with you more, Kingmonkey re: the 15-yo’s anti-feminism. Especially being a woman myself. If anything, this little twerp is a typical spoiled Millennial tart–wants to look like Britney, objectify herself as a possession, and acquire more “possessions” without having to spend any of her own money for it. IMO, diehard feminists of the Gloria Steinem ilk would be HORRIFIED at this little bitch’s behavior. A feminist this 15-year-old is NOT. True feminists earn their livelihoods, and their goods, on their own merits, not their daddies’ (sugar or otherwise).
AndyPants–I have to admit I took offense to your comment. I don’t think feminism has ANYTHING to do with this bitch pulling a hissy-fit over the Lexus; but I DO think Materialism has EVERYTHING to do with it. If anything is going to cause the downfall of Western civilization, it’s Americans’ obsession with buying crap. We can be so self-serving and single-minded in our pursuit of getting anything and everything we want, RIGHT NOW, that we’ve stopped caring about everyone else around us and their needs and wants. If we keep it up, we’ll find ourselves in another Great Depression someday. Remember the excesses of the Roaring Twenties and how lovely that long drunken self-indulgent period in our history ended up (not).
March 25th, 2008 at 9:58 am
Oh and my 1st car was a 1982 Oldsmobile; it was a graduation present. I was grateful to get it, although I did have to pay insurance and gas for it, and a part-time pizza-delivery girl’s salary while going to college doesn’t go that far, so I ended up riding my bike more than I drove just to save on the gas. That thing was a TANK and virtually indestructible, but it guzzled gas in a way that would make one cry today (and gas wasn’t nearly as expensive when I was in college as it is now).
March 25th, 2008 at 6:40 pm
I paid for 3/4 of my first car ($750).
and drove it once.
my dad drove it to work every day until the engine died.
I didnt even get the scrap metal money from it when they sold it.
*bitches*
March 26th, 2008 at 6:17 am
Hell, I’m probably not going to get any vehicle whatever until I’m out of college, and I don’t expect my folks to buy one and bring it home. Maybe make one payment on a cheap car for my birthday and let me pay the rest. And I’m fine with that.
I just want to borrow THEIR car
March 27th, 2008 at 7:34 am
My wife and I were talking about this sort of thing a couple months ago, and both agreed that we would give our boys something to drive once they got their licenses. My parents did it for me (the ‘84 Dodge Ram 50 that they used to haul firewood and hay) and now I’ll do it for them. I also burn wood for heat, so I have a desginated truck for hauling it. ‘Rusty’ is a ‘79 Chevy C20 that has been altered a little. The rear axle was taken out and replace with that out of a school bus. Rusty now tops out at about 55 and gets 6 miles to the gallon on a good day. Let’s see the little punks get in trouble with that…
The funny thing is, when I give it to them, they will love it.
March 27th, 2008 at 11:19 am
What a controlling bitch!!!! To humiliate her daughter like that!!!! Giving her a car in front of her friends!!! A car she can’t drive!!!! How cruel to rub her face in the fact that she can’t drive!!!! That poor girl must have wanted to crawl in a hole and die!!!!!!
March 28th, 2008 at 11:49 pm
@Bryan
When I turned 16 and finished high school, my dad helped me find a car to buy (i paid for every cent of it, and its rego).
Little red Daewoo… w00t!
April 13th, 2008 at 1:04 am
Professor The Guy, that is a horrible thing to wish on anyone. She’s just a teen. Maybe she needs counseling. I wouldn’t even wish dismemberment on my worst enemy. You’ve got some issues.
April 14th, 2008 at 3:37 pm
I got my first car when I was 17. This was 2005. This was a hand me down car- Was my aunt’s.. Then my parents’.. Then my sisters.. Then finally it was mine.
1986 Chevrolet Nova. Died in 2007 at the ripe old age of 22. Might I add this wasn’t one of the old badass Novas, this was the Toyota Corolla/Chevy Nova Nova. Ugly, and rusted, it was zippy as all get out though.
God I loved that car.
May 9th, 2008 at 2:49 am
WOW i hate my life. My sister is just like that and did that same thing two out of the FIVE times my parents bought her a new car and once out of the two times they bought one of her various boyfriends a new car. They paid for insurance gas even that one guy’s hospital bill. Of course four of these gifts came on her birthday and i shit you not one on mine. Imagine the look on my face when I saw that Corvette C6 in the driveway. Damn that burned too. Well when it came time for me to get a car guess what happened, if you guessed that I had to pay for it myself insurance and gas to. But did I cry once, no not even one little tear I just buried down deep and there it stayed until I saw that video. I think the only thing that kept it there was the very firm beleif that my sister was the anti-christ and that she was the only person in the world who could act so deplorably. I’m not making any of this shit up either. Well… I’m gonna go shoot myself in the face, good-bye world
May 18th, 2008 at 3:16 pm
Dammit, how would any of you people like to be given a car that you wouldn’t be able to drive for a FULL YEAR!? She’s a 15 year old GIRL, probably already emotional, who just got the equivalent of a lap dance for dudes. She could look all she wants, but can’t actually do anything with it. I’d be pissed as hell, too.
May 27th, 2008 at 4:43 pm
Lyk, ZOMG!111 dat dam muthur!11 she nu betur!1!!1!
(Translation for the sane: Like, OMG! That damn mother! She knew better!!!!)
I know a lot of you acknowledged that she was only 15 and therefore TOO F**KING YOUNG TO DRIVE, but I’d like to acknowledge that agian. WHY did her parents even BUY her a Lexus? I got a used hand-me-down Toyota Corolla, and I’m happy with it (even though it goes from 0-50 in maybe a minute…) But yeah, her behavior DOES originate from her parents. I mean, my parents raised me to be grateful for what I have/get, so her parents must’ve raised her to be all f**ked up, and scream at her mother when she got her a, what… $60,000 car on the wrong day. Super Sweet 16, right? Only in America… ungrateful children…