An addicting imaginary world online full of people who you don't or barely even know. A place full of 19 year old boys who don't own shirts and 19 year old girls who don't own pants. The most popular people in this world are partial pornstars. There is no need to worry about being fat or ugly, because in this world, there is only the angles you want, to make you look like the most goregous skinny person on Earth. In this world, girls are all models, posing every few seconds. Aside from the 12 pictures of someone, you can find out if its true love based on their favorite clothing label, their favorite band, and a survey. All females are bi and all males drive import muscle cars. True expression of self comes from the colors or the pictures you decided to put as a background on your page. Your drivers license photo can have hearts around it and quotes as well. The phrases "Yo", "your hawt", or "hit me back some time" are acceptable when trying to attract the opposite sex. It is perfectly acceptable to blurt out any random, filthy, perverse, sexual thought at any random woman/man you think is "hawt" as a first greeting. A place where everyone can make $100,000 or more a year. A society of very youthful looking 99 year olds. Every random thought you ever have can be jotted down in the convienient blog of your space. Here, it isn't odd to have Brad Pitt in your circle of friends. A man named Tom is your God, he follows you everywhere, sees what you are doing at all times and constanly hands you bad news. This is the only place on earth where Hello Kitty is an actual person. Conversations don't get much more complicated than: "How are you?" Sent. "Good, how are you?" Replied. Everyone, even clothing lines can be your friend! The biggest fears include "Friend Whoring" and Tom forcing your account to "Undergo some matience". Bands ask you to listen to them because they say they see you like a band that they sound nothing like. A place that the biggest threat anyone could ever give you is "I WILL DELETE YOU AS MY FRIEND IF YOU DONT COMMENT MY PICS!". You must pass on all random letters you recieve or else in 15 hours and 3 minutes a ghost will fly into your house and rape your dog...even if you dont have one.
Myspace, A Place For Stalkers.
A commercial store which is the epitome of fun, and a new highly responsive trend. The store is located in most malls around America, and even some randomly placed on the streets. Upon entering, customers generally clump around a particularly large screen to play with the computers and frequently check their myspaces. Some choose to download some tunes to the IPods that are in the store, so that whenever they feel like jamming, they can return to the store and blast their music once again. Most customers aren’t customers at all. In fact, the place is raging with teenagers who are bored out of their skulls and seek cheap amusement. They enter the store and immediately begin playing with a popular program on the new Macintosh computers appropriately named “Photo Booth” in which you can change the face of the camera to “pimp out your pics”. This is seen as the new and fashionable thing to do, especially if you have a myspace. It is quite common to see a group of young teens huddle close around a computer, make a series of funny faces and laugh hysterically, then leave promptly. The apple store is the place to get new myspace photos when you are in a jam and don’t have a real camera on you.
Girl 1-I need a new myspace picture STAT!
Girl 2-Lets go to the Apple Store! It's the ghetto thing to do!
Boy 1-Yo dis is gonna look HOT on my myspace fo' real!