And this is the post we’re talking about.
He is so creepy and losery. I’m glad he hasn’t been trying to talk to me.
Whenever anyone has asked him how he isn’t bashing people with smaller boobs by equating them to horrible movies in his shitty rating system he just says “no”. It’s like, cool dude, I’m so convinced.
Anyway, I’m glad he’ll be gone in a month.WOW this dude is a fucking asshole. i’m sorry this is happening selina!
Whoa, weird. I know this guy.
I used to have a big crush on him when I was in high school and he was this cool tattooed dude who worked at a local pizzeria. My friend and I hung out with him a few times and would visit him at work, but he always had this air of creepiness because he was obsessed with boobs and asking for pictures of them. He also has a tendency to get real nasty with you after a while, not for any reason. He would repeatedly add and delete my roommate and I from Facebook. He is just a strange guy with some significant issues, and just seems to have gotten worse over the years.
this is incredibly stupid. can’t take the heat? get your fucking tits off the internet. he’s such a good dude. i hope to never ever act this way, on behalf of all women.
I don’t think you get to speak on behalf of all women, but that’s cool that you think you do. I once tried to speak on behalf of all redheads and I think the other redheads I know only allowed it because I was trying to get us free French Fries. It didn’t work. Because my argument was moronic and I didn’t know how the world worked and I thought fast food employees were beneath me and thus had an obligation to deal with my bullshit.
That story might not be real.
Here’s the thing:
I show my tits all over the internet. I’m cool with it. People seem to like my tits, and I know I like my tits, so I’m all like, hey y’all, have yo’self some Selina tits! At least they distract from my hobgoblin face, you know?

What I’m saying is, I’m fine with people asking me for pictures of my tits. Tits tits tits. It’s part of the territory. I’ll take a picture of my tits right now and post them if someone asks me to post them in the next five minutes. Hell, I was going to anyway. Know why? I like my tits. People like my tits. This is called being redundant to make a point.
Here’s what interesting to me about you:
- You seem to think that having pictures floating around of your tits means that you then have to take new pictures of your tits for anyone who asks. Even if that picture is being used for
- a blog that barely anyone reads (his promise of returning the favor was “promo”) full of reviews by an awful writer (i know all about good writers i read james patterson man)
- a blog that defines women as being nothing more than a pair of tits (we have vaginas too but they bleed so maybe ew)
- a blog that then goes on to value bigger tits more than smaller tits, as though the smaller girls are in some way less valuable/feminine (that’s not true keira knightly is famous as fuck man)
- anything you don’t want to have your tits on (like anything brian ricci has recently touched or been near or breathed on or looked at)
- You said you hope to never react to this situation the way I did. Perfect. You’re an ugly moron. See what I did there? You can’t say or do anything in response to an unnecessary insult from me OR YOU SHALL BECOME ME
My uncle Joe sells groceries. Last week he was at the bar having a ice cold delicious brew, probably a Tecate. A regular asked my Uncle Joe to please grab a few dozen eggs and bring ‘em over to the bar and hand them over to the regular for free, because the regular was gonna throw the eggs at flat chested women (I’m really bad at subtle metaphors). My Uncle Joe ignored him. Then he declined. Then the guy got drunk and wouldn’t leave my Uncle Joe alone. My Uncle Joe punched the regular in the face.
I think my Uncle Joe made the right decision.
You don’t seem big on the reading comprehension, so let’s do one more:
You’re a big girl. You’ve probably had one fling at some point in your life (If not you should really get on that, but be safe and use protection). I’m just sayin’, considering that you gave up the poonanny, you should now have to continue giving it up to anyone that asks. Forever. And if you don’t want to, and they continue harassing you about it, and then they call you an ugly moron, you definitely don’t get to respond to that accusation. But we already know about that part (YOU SHALL BECOME ME).
You expressed your sexuality so now YOU DON’T GET TO HAVE AN OPINION, EVER.
I got one more story for you, if you’re not too tired from reading all these words. Maybe you can go lie down afterwards for a nap or have a tofu scramble. That’s what I’m gonna do, ‘cause I know I’m tired from writing them. And because I LOVE TOFU SCRAMBLES.
I had a friend named Kelly who was obsessed with N*SYNC. When we were like, 12, she wrote JC Chasez TWO letters a day asking for an autographed picture of his cock (we grew up fast) so she could use the length to determine her ideal mate’s ideal penis. Anytime her and I were together all she talked about were the letters she wrote to him, or she paid half-attention to me because she was busy writing letters. When he wrote her a note saying he wasn’t allowed to show a 12 year old girl his penis again, she wrote him back a hate-filled scrawl and said Lance had always been her favorite anyway.
She was a nice girl. Or a “good guy,” like you say Brian Ricci is.
I donno if you looked at his twitter, (there’s some specific stuff linked for you in THIS VERY POST) but prior to me speaking up in my defense, a whole lot of his timeline was recurring (possibly compulsive) tweets @ replying tit-revealers and porn stars.
My friend Kelly was a nice girl.
But I’m pretty sure JC Chasez thought that my friend was creepy as fuck.
p.s. i feel like you saying “take the heat” means “deal with the creeps” which means you kind of agree that your friend is a creep WHOA
(Source: selinakyl)
