More Willie.
 
 
 
You may be wondering who the hell this man is. He is the man that stole my name...and the man who shows up first if you Google search for Willie Morris. Bastard. Now you may be thinking that since I am younger then wouldn’t it be safe to say that I stole his name? No! I am the fourth Willie Morris in my family and
 
no matter how odd that is, I think it justifies the point that this guy is not the truer of the Willie Morris’s. I usually wouldn’t care that this guy has my name, but this dead old fart has somehow outdone me on Google search and pushed me back to page 2.
 
A little bit about this guy...
He is a hardcore Southerner and a famous writer, although I think it is safe to say that most people have not heard of him. Maybe I should start saying “was” instead of “is”; he died in 1999, so I can’t even try to piss him off. The nerve of this guy. But don’t worry, the fact that he is dead won’t stop me from bitching about him...
 
 
 
Maybe you are familar with one of his books, My Dog Skip. It was made into a movie in 2000 with the fantastic actor Franky Muniz. Maybe old Willie got lucky and died before having to see his work turned into a royal piece of crap. Or maybe it was crap before hand, I don’t really know. I never read it, nor do I plan on ever reading it. Apparently, it is a story about when Willie was young and he got picked on in school until his Mom got him a dog. Fantastic. Sounds like a keeper. No thanks.
 
Anyways, this dead fart has taken up most of the first and second pages if you Google for Willie Morris. This guy isn’t even alive. He probably never even knew how to use a computer except for typing up stories about his life that precious few people care about apart from other Mississipians. Of course he was famous in Mississippi, he was probably one of the few people who could read and write.
 
On the other hand, I am a child of the internet age and have been using computers before Windows was even around. Yeah, my blog might not be world class, but it is a hell of a lot better than reading about a dead writer from Mississippi whose book got turned into a Franky Muniz movie. If I lived in a time and place where people couldn’t read or write, I’m sure I could have written some “great American novels” too. Jerk.
 
 
My new goal for my blog is to overtake this douche on Google. I really have no idea if it will ever happen because I know people have some sort of interest with dead people,I mean I do to, they never say no. Oops...I don’t even know why I want to, except for my competitive streak and so I can claim to be number one on Google. Bring it on from the grave be-otch!
 
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Willie Morris finding out how life is after death.
Monday, June 19, 2006
My New Goal: Beat Willie Morris
VS.
About as cool as AIDS.
Poses with gravestones