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If you don't have blond hair, deal with it.

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Tressa. Tressa really hated Avril Lavigne, but really liked alternative music - particularly Our Lady Peace.

Then one day, Our Lady Peace kicked out founding member and guitarist Mike Turner, and proceeded to release the worst album in their career's history. Lost, confused, and with no one to turn to, Tressa did what everyone else in her generation does when they don't know what to do...whine to the Internet. But instead of getting a Livejournal, our hero patched together an abomination of a website using Angelfire's Basic Editor and idiot-level HTML garnered from her old Pokémon website.

Tressa had two plans in mind: complain about Our Lady Peace's new level of sucking, and then complain about Avril Lavigne sucking. Unfortunately, by the time she got the website up and running, every other angry teen had already complained about Avril Lavigne sucking, so the strenuously planned anti-Avril rant dissolved into nothingness.

However, our geeky, stereotypically disenfranchised teen still had some use for the burdgeoning newly-christened "A Box of Glazed." The website quickly grew to accomodate whatever the hell she was planning to whine about at the moment, and endless gushing over her uncool music taste.

A Box of Glazed is now sweeping suburban Ontario, if by "sweeping" you mean "people at my high school yell at me to put something they've said on the quotes page," and thanks to Google randomly adding this azure coloured soapbox to their search engine, (which Tressa discovered when she googled for "Dead Kennedys rewrite" in an attempt to find the lyrics for a 2004 rewrite of "California Uber Alles," and oh-so-helpfully came up with her own damn site) this suburban brat's opinions may be hitting your international doorstop anyday.

So, if you dare proceed into a website so harmful to innocent minds that the Durham District School Board has blocked parts of it from their school networks, be ready to wallow through a confusing mess of misplaced rage and low-quality attempts at sounding educated and humourous. Do you dare take the Glazed Challenge?!

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