Quit biting my style, bitches

Many years ago, myself and a good friend were walking to my office, noting how death metal names were always pronounced in certain ways.

"I am the bring-OR of death and destruction!" or "I am some much evil-OR than you!" -- spoken, of course, in low, menacing death-metal tones. Suddenly, we could see the potential of applying this amusing way of speaking to everyday things. "Look, it is a comput-OR store on the very steps of hell" and "Hello, I would like a toasted bagel with chedd-OR cheese..."

This ended up in a long-standing joke (alive to this very day), and while we sometimes get funny looks, most people are just as happy to join in. "Ah, this cab driv-OR thinks we are all retard-ORS."

There's also been a recent trend over the last year or two with some of my peers to add "-zors" to the end of words. ("Ah, that suck-zors" and "What shall we make for dinner-zors?")

So you can likely imagine my irkedness when those pop-culture-assassins at MTV have designated next week as "GameORZ Week."

Fucking copycat motherfuckers.

(Not, of course, that I expect they stole it from me, but I dislike when my peculiar little traits match up to such horrible places and are susequently raped.)