If the Internet is like a highway of information, then the MySpace exit is one huge web ghetto.
- Every other girl is a cyber ho propositioning you for her cyber services.
- No matter where you look you see a shirtless thug.
- Shitty music is blasting out of shitty speakers.
- Everything is all dilapidated with ghastly MySpace graffiti.
There's even Tom, the cranky MySpace landlord. "OK we know there are problems-STOP WITH THE EMAILS! You get what you pay for!"
What's the crack of MySpace? MySpace. No matter how hard I try, I can't get out of the ghetto.