myspace fuck
a person who is so obsessed with mysp-ce due to the lack of friends that they almost d-mn near set the world record for time sitting in a chair at a computer. they use every search engine known to man to find a way to improve their page and make it so flamboyantly gay that if you layed eyes on it you’d probably p-ss out from the incredible hue of rainbow colors. basically they have no lives or friends but simulate having a life through artificial intelligence.
wow, yea matt was sitting at his house all last night, he almost set the world record…for being a complete mysp-ce f-ck.
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