ON WRITING ABOUT ART AND WASTING TIME...

After a year off writing horror reviews in lieu of doing more interesting stuff we have returned to our previously scheduled program, with a few changes.  We at Betty Bloodletter simply did not have the time to review stuff...so now the backlog is intense.  To fit in the sheer amount of awesomeness that needs to be seen by our adoring horror loving public, we may shorten our reviews, but will try to keep them equally offensive riveting!  But blogging, no matter how interesting, fun and awesome the product is, is still admittedly a ginormous waste of unpaid time.  And there's nothing Betty Bloodletter hates more than wasting time.  Except romantic comedies.  
   
So, again for your amusement, here's a cornucopia of other wastes of time...entitled...

A CORNUCOPIA OF VARIOUS WASTES OF TIME.
................by Betty Bloodletter 

 Because nothing turns you on more than hours of creeping up to read the ignorant bumper sticker on the car in front of you.

 Yeah!  Why live a real life when you can live a thousand vicarious ones!

  


Overly-padded men strut back and forth for hours over a hundred yards of boring.

  



Children.  Enough said.

  


I get a buzz putting children next to cigarette butts. 5 seconds well spent.

 There IS a reason for the first four letters. Have YOU figured it out?

Kill yourself with chemicals!

 Your boring status is wasting my precious time. Nobody wants to hear about your amazing time at the Blink 182 concert.  

Hipsters.  Waste of time, oxygen, blood, and caring.