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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Blasting off your ignorance. 
Stupid ways.
Rant immaturity. 

Just don’t be stupid, or get caught being ignorant you’ll be in the clear.</description><title>Blast Masters</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @bmasters)</generator><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Killing My Dreams</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s like when you believe in Santa Clause, you know he&amp;#8217;s not real, but it&amp;#8217;s more fun believing that he is.. until someone comes along and breaks your heart. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Bastard. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/3735220649</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/3735220649</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:14:50 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Bad Room mates..</title><description>&lt;p&gt;How do you tell a room mate that no one likes her.. There&amp;#8217;s 5 people in one apartment who can&amp;#8217;t stand you, meaning that 4 out of 5 wish you were gone.. that says something doesn&amp;#8217;t it? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This doesn&amp;#8217;t include the neighbors either!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/3384863111</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/3384863111</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2011 13:01:08 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Break the Floor</title><description>M: What would you do if you saw the floor break after they drop the weights?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
K: What would you blame if there was a fat person next to it, the weights or the fat person?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
M: The weights, they don't have any feelings.</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2954621762</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2954621762</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2011 01:47:18 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>You are NOT That Important.
I agree. Lmao.</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/U39WqMGsaro?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are NOT That Important.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I agree. Lmao.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2808409616</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2808409616</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Jan 2011 02:17:37 -0500</pubDate><category>you are not that important</category><category>luanlegacy</category></item><item><title>Ahem. Whities.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Get over yourselves. This is why I have this thing with some white people. They act like they&amp;#8217;re the shit; and when they think they&amp;#8217;re right, they rub it in your fucking face!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Here. I didn&amp;#8217;t do anything wrong. Period. I just don&amp;#8217;t care about our shit anymore.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2481124911</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2481124911</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Dec 2010 05:17:52 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Dear Mom</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You&amp;#8217;re not always right. Get off your high horse. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Love,&lt;br/&gt;
Me&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2450653982</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2450653982</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2010 17:18:18 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Dear Britney, 
I still love you, and I am proud of you for...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldxha9dd5N1qemxueo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear Britney, &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I still love you, and I am proud of you for having a come back, but the spice girls existed in the 90s. Just saying.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2444205222</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2444205222</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2010 05:32:32 -0500</pubDate><category>Britney Spears Spice Girls</category><category>90s</category></item><item><title>Tumblr Etiquette</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I believe it is Tumblr etiquette to cite your sources if you post something that someone that you follow has EVIDENTLY posted first. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Don&amp;#8217;t think you can get away with &amp;#8220;googling&amp;#8221; or &amp;#8220;youtubing&amp;#8221; that link because if you follow that person, they probably follow you. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Give credit where it is due. Don&amp;#8217;t be a diva. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2444032017</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2444032017</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2010 05:03:00 -0500</pubDate><category>rant</category><category>diva tumblr etiquette</category></item><item><title>I'm a nice person.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Don&amp;#8217;t abuse it. I hate that. When it comes to work, I&amp;#8217;m also a nice guy. When people ask me to switch hours, I say yes. When my boss wants me to work different hours, I say yes. Don&amp;#8217;t be a goddamn diva. I hate divas. First of all, I have seniority. But I do what you want because I&amp;#8217;m nice like that. Second of all; you don&amp;#8217;t work as hard as I do, you can&amp;#8217;t even do 1/3 of your goddamn job.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Don&amp;#8217;t abuse what I have to offer. Don&amp;#8217;t be a fuckin&amp;#8217; diva.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2443750045</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2443750045</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2010 04:20:00 -0500</pubDate><category>Work related</category></item><item><title>High School Friends</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Don&amp;#8217;t tell me that you&amp;#8217;ve missed me when I&amp;#8217;ve been away at college and then tell me you can&amp;#8217;t wait to see me and proceed to treat me like shit when I DO come home. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s immature and stupid, and just because I&amp;#8217;m not there every second of your life, you shouldn&amp;#8217;t treat me as a third wheel. I get that you have plenty of inside jokes, but when you travel to come see me at my home, at least make me feel like you want to talk to me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day when I&amp;#8217;m making it big, you&amp;#8217;re going to be left behind, and that&amp;#8217;s going to suck for you. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sucks brah, should&amp;#8217;ve thought twice before acting like a bitch. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2443709709</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2443709709</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2010 04:14:45 -0500</pubDate><category>personal</category></item><item><title>Nothing Wrong</title><description>&lt;p&gt;There&amp;#8217;s nothing wrong with being Gay, Lesbian, Transexual.. etc. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Leave DADT alone, let the repeal fall and let those who want to be out, be out. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;By keeping DADT in place, it continues to prevent those who want equal rights from having them. What&amp;#8217;s the point of allowing gay marriage if you&amp;#8217;re not allowed to talk about it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#8217;s &lt;strike&gt;fucked&lt;/strike&gt; up. Think about it. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2419727212</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2419727212</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2010 15:37:42 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Dear white kids I used to know,</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t give a shit about you. I don&amp;#8217;t want anything to do with you, so stop trying to get into my life and fucking with the shit I&amp;#8217;ve got. I love my life now. I&amp;#8217;m not doing anything to fuck up yours, am I? I mean, you fucking deserve to get everyone to not like you. So stop looking my way, stop acting like you know me, because you don&amp;#8217;t. Get over yourselves. If you want to play your games, I&amp;#8217;ll play your fucking games. I will annihilate you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Love,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A person trying to move on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;P.S. I don&amp;#8217;t mean love, I hate you.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2142423438</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2142423438</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2010 06:15:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Secret Santa Etiquette </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Dear World,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If you’re going to participate in a secret santa with a bunch of your friends then maybe you shouldn’t take the time to be cheap. Kinda makes you look like a douche bag because you&amp;#8217;re so stingy and it can really make someone feel like shit because obviously you don’t care. Everyone else took the time to make sure the best gift was given. If you do have a problem with it, than just don’t fucking participate because you&amp;#8217;re not willing to spend more than 2 dollars on a gift. Why did you even bother? I hope it was worth it to make your &amp;#8220;friend&amp;#8221; not only disappointed, but feel like shit and unwanted as well. Great job.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Love,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A Very Sad and Disappointed SS Recipient&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;PS. I hate Christmas &amp;amp; Gift Exchange more than I did before because you, Asshole.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2142166163</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/2142166163</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2010 05:21:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>DISLIKE!!
Some movie’s should not have a sequel and I...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dawzGN9-1Xc?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;DISLIKE!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Some movie’s should not have a sequel and I believe that this is just going to ruin the ever so perfect prequel. The one, the original, and what should be the ONLY Mean Girls. Seriously.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You can already tell that this movie isn’t going to measure up to the originator, it’s skipping theaters and going straight to DVD. Hands down, this has ruined my childhood.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Feb. 2011 Mean Girls is ruined.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/1675186709</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/1675186709</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Nov 2010 20:34:58 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Rant.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;If someone provides legal ID to buy stuff and one is of age, you should let them purchase it. How many different IDs of myself do I have to show you to prove that I am who my ID says I am? I mean, I have my damn social security number on me for god sakes. I&amp;#8217;m sorry I chopped off my hair right after I took my ID picture.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Gas station workers are idiots.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/1618059210</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/1618059210</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Nov 2010 06:49:12 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>There’s a reason that his mother is taking this picture...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lc3td1iOw41qemxueo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;There’s a reason that his mother is taking this picture and not his girlfriend. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;However, I shouldn’t assume that this is his mother considering the increase&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;of “cougar” dating. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/1613240615</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/1613240615</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Nov 2010 18:31:49 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>There should be a fucking limit to how many piercings one is...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lc03xm8VIa1qemxueo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;There should be a fucking limit to how many piercings one is permitted to have on their body. And the only thing on your face pierced should be your ears or your nose, and when I say nose I am not talking about a damn cow ring. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/1594918750</link><guid>http://bmasters.tumblr.com/post/1594918750</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Nov 2010 18:29:45 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
