CHARLESTON, W.Va. -- Who says the end of the world is all bad? Here are just a few things you can look forward to with the Mayan Apocalypse:
"Buckwild" will never see the light of day. "Gangam Style" will be as dead as the Macarena. There won't be anymore "Twilight" books. Taylor Swift won't ever write another breakup song. You'll never have to see or hear about the Kardashians again. No more Facebook drama. No more Internet message boards. Say goodbye to Instagram, and with it, the 90,000 or so hipster photos of food. You'll never again have to hear Nickelback, Justin Bieber or any other artist you can't stand. You won't have to worry about being arrested for online piracy. No one will have to wonder whether Lindsay Lohan can bounce back from another career catastrophe. Morrissey, Madonna and Ted Nugent will finally shut their cake holes. You'll never have to see Ryan Seacrest again. No more ukulele covers of pop songs on YouTube. Goodbye Auto-Tune. No more movie theaters = no more bad remakes or unnecessary sequels. Myspace will never makes a comeback. The phrase "There's an app for that" will cease to exist. The Disney Channel will never launch a "Star Wars"-themed tween show involving twins or a spunky teen girl who can sing. You won't have to worry about your TV shows or movies getting spoiled for you. There will be no more Dutch Miller Kia commercials or election ads on TV. The days of language butchery thanks to texting, the Internet and the general decline of the spoken word will come to an end. You won't have to lie about reading Terms of Service anymore. You'll never receive another chain email from Grandma or get spammed with a hoax spread across social media. You know the saying "I'll sleep when I'm dead"? Well, now you can have a nice, long slumber.