A slew of new I, Anonymooses are now awaiting you—including this one, written by a person who is quite perturbed that a burglar broke into his house.

I sure hope to hell you eventually found something worth selling for the craptacular load of shit drugs you apparently are going to inject/smoke/cram into your asshole, and I dearly pray that it's somehow tainted and you wind up sickened to the brink (but not beyond) death, so you can suffer in agony for a long time, because you DESERVE IT, you LOWER THAN MONKEY-ASS-PIMPLE-PUS MISCREANT.

And the language actually gets even more colorful from there, if you can believe it. Check out the rest here as well as a bunch of new entries, and don't forget to drop off your own steaming pile of rants or confessions! The I, Anonymous Blog: Like yelling at the person you're mad at... without getting punched in the nose!