I'm heartbroken and depressed. Had my heart ripped right out of my skull and thrown under a bus. Granted, it's my own fault. If anyone needs me I'll be listening to old Johnny Thunders records and getting drunk.

Hotdogs? Funny, weren't we talking about GG Allin's Hated the other day?

This needs a better title. Like,

Like a horse in a saddle
You're up shit's creek with a turd for a paddle
And I can't cope
Piss off the pope

"Your talented" what? Finish the sentence!

I Ciera what you did there…

I'm surprised they didn't mention that this thing was invented by James Franco.

This isn't necessary. You don't have to try so hard.

He's a step up from Glenn Beck.

1985 Deluxe Wagon

**Henry Rollins punches throat**

Bill O'Reilly is currently sitting in his Sentra, crying, 12 empty cups of this drink littering the passengers seat.

When asked what he's going to do next he replied, "run for governor of Alabama. "

**looks at glass full of soda**

"What happens in the film?"
"He's performing, naked, and takes a shit in the middle of the audience…"
"Gross!"
"…and then it gets worse."

Hated may be the most terrifying movie I've ever seen.

I could relive a thousand heartbreaks listening to 24 Hour Revenge Therapy.

But I prefer my current hellscape, thank you very much.

…

The fact that there is a "Trump administration" itself proves that God does not exist.