I'd Die For The Blowhard

Folks, I wrote a post about how the Beatles are trash. And then I placed an ad for it on Facebook targeted at 50+-year-olds in London. They Did Not Like It. I blacked out the names of all the people, but if you really want to see them, these were all public comments.

 This was the most intense one I got.

This was the most intense one I got.

 In this one I like how they admitted the Beatles' music was used to kill people.

In this one I like how they admitted the Beatles' music was used to kill people.

 I'm not sure they're laughing at my joke. Also, they first time I've ever been called a "plonker".

I'm not sure they're laughing at my joke. Also, they first time I've ever been called a "plonker".

 If Helter Skelter isn't "shouting over a backbeat" I'm not sure what is.

If Helter Skelter isn't "shouting over a backbeat" I'm not sure what is.

 I hope she let them know I was sorry.

I hope she let them know I was sorry.

 All my very very real cousins in London hate the Beatles.

All my very very real cousins in London hate the Beatles.

 This lady gets it.

This lady gets it.

 These are the highest stakes.

These are the highest stakes.

 This lady actually did own me.

This lady actually did own me.

 This one might have been a little mean.

This one might have been a little mean.

 All my songs are about poop.

All my songs are about poop.

 I really was born in 1918.

I really was born in 1918.

 I don't know what song she is quoting but it sounds fire.

I don't know what song she is quoting but it sounds fire.

 "Love Love Me Do" doesn't even mean anything.

"Love Love Me Do" doesn't even mean anything.

 Billions >>>>>>>> MIllions of fans.

Billions >>>>>>>> MIllions of fans.