For the last six months since my cable service has been, er, inactive, I have used the wireless signal from my neighbor’s apartment. That signal is now more less than it is wireless.
Either I pay my bills or I go back to computer labs and libraries.
Library computers have floppy drives
bloggers who steal internet stand together.
I love stealin the internets, but now that I’m a paying Comcast customer (no shut-offs in 6 months…true story, for me thats no easy feat!), I’m gonna say to all the people that live in my building…
You are ohfishally on notice! I will soon secure my internets…now, if you wanna get down…you have to see me…Starbucks style, B. ‘cept you’ll see the DirtyJerz Logo w/the PayPal button beneath it!…I woulda kept it on the house, cuz I know how the game goes. I can’t begin to tell you how many times I woke up with no Triple Play, and had to explain to my girl that I need her Visa to pay Comcast to turn our sh*t back on, because in my Sneaker-Fiend-Tunnelvision, those SB Dunks and AirMax95’s were all I could see on payday. Hey, of all the monthly bills that need to be paid, cable is definitely bottom of the barrel of priority. But the fact that you see me on the elevator and don’t even acknowledge me after your late night ghey porn binges on my internets and calling Po-Po when I play my music on Saturday night, you dirtbags leave me no choice.
Man no internet connection and still remaining an Internets Celebrity.
Winning
I got five on it. Keep bouncing!