Alcoholic white trash from
MySpace, who holds the record
for the most deleted
person on MySpace, with over 25 and counting. She lives in New Jersey, was a former pole dancer (but had to quit when
the customers kept yelling "put it on, put it on!!") and now spends
her days on both
MySpace and her eponymous
website, badmouthing people she has never met.
Bad Lisa broadcasts about
30-40 bulletins a day (because
she is chronically
various people on MySpace, taking it so seriously, she plans vengeance of various kinds in blogs which
(although her "friends" frequently betray her and report her to MySpace for terms
of service violations). She imagines people she never met as her enemies that
have to be bought down and humbled.
Bad Lisa usually has 1000s of backup profiles because
her life is so meaningless, even
with small children that
she raises by herself, that
MySpace and her blog talk radio
all she has going for her. She has no money. Her "friends" are all from
. She has "bitch" tattooed on her saggy breasts. Her hair is over-processed. Her skin is lizard like and melanomas ridden.
Her "talents" lie in mockery of a perceived
MySpace user's identification
name, or Photoshopping a default of that
enemy in unflattering imagery. That
Bad Lisa is ugly even without
Her blog talk radio
shows are exercises in alcoholism run amuck, because
she is so plastered during the broadcasts only a few words are somewhat audible. In her shows, she denounces people and threatens
people with violence even though
she has a criminal record
and can ill afford
to threaten people.
In short, Bad Lisa is a drunk, a former criminal
, a failed pole dancer, a MySpace nobody, who is followed by the most hated drek
history, and is destined to die of cirhosis of the liver if she doesn't do the world a favor and commits suicide.
Bad Lisa is the most hated
woman on MySpace. More people have blocked her than
even weak chinned rabble rouser ericbrooks.com.
Bad Lisa is about as low down the food chain as some
Bad Lisa? Her default is a pair of shapeless scrawny
chicken legs in cheap, plastic looking, beat up pumps she bought from GoodWill.
"Oh my God, some
Bad Lisa ran down my leg after
a bad chilupe at Taco Bell!!!"
"Oh man! What's that smell? Who fucking Bad Lisa'ed and can someone get some