Bitch Kitty Racing

“I hate MySpace.”

“Um, wow, where did that come from?”

“No, seriously: MySpace makes me want to puke my fucking guts out.”

“What’s bringing this on?”

“My producer is making me open up a MySpace page. Apparently it’s good advertising or some shit.”

“Don’t you already have a MySpace page?”

“I do. I hate it. It makes me want to puke every time I open it up.”

“But, John . . .”

“Shut it! Why the fuck would I need a MySpace page? Do you not see this around you? bitchkittyracing.com?”

“But the word ‘bitch’ is not MySpace friendly.”

“Yeah. I know. I like it that way. MySpacers don’t even know what that word means.”

“Bitch? Isn’t that a shrewish, sharp-tempered woman?”

“Only traditionally. To the MySpace generation, it’s a euphemism for ‘woman.’ And it’s often not even derogatory.”

“Okay, okay. You love Sweden?”

“Yes I do. This video was sent to me by someone who has noticed that I never ear pop music. Thank you, San Francisco!”