I was thinking about how I might explain the use of the word magnanimous as in the context of your posts wherein you make yourself out to be some lofty minded person followed by your less magnanimous posts to demonstrate your lack of noblesse oblige.
So what you're saying, in effect, is that a person's online persona is every bit as real as his or her "real life" identity? And that I should be humbled by my apparent lack of grace on this message board as opposed to my idealistic posts in other threads? If this is so, how do you explain your presence here, with the stated aim of being deliberately meanspirited so you can continue to be "A very nice person IRL" as your daughter puts it? My persona is what it is both here and in person. Only those lucky few who earn my contempt get it full bore, and I make no distinction between here and "rl". Lucky you that you can lie about who you really are, but I don't have the time or desire to hide my nature.
I was also thinking about pointing out to you that I had made the comment to 'Gear previously about him tossing his noblesse oblige into the dirt so when I made a similar remark to you the word "too" was appropriate and even if I hadn't made the previous post, in context with the post in which I made the remark to you it would still have been appropriate.
Oh, you think I actually read all those exchanges in your spam threads. I have nothing to do with that or Gear's business with you and he seems to be having his own brand of fun. I feel sort of offended that you would recycle your insults. It wasn't that good a joke the first time. Twice is really pushing it. Or did you simply forget you'd already said it once? Alzheimer's is a bitch, ain't it?
You would think a person with your self-professed superiority in the use of the English language would know those things but, you seem to have your head elsewhere these days.
I know a few words, yeah. Does that threaten you? if it helps, I know some vulgar ones too. "Too" means "also" by the way. Just trying to help.
I was also thinking about how I might find a graphic of two men in a fast-spinning circle with their heads up each others butt holes to demonstate how the demarcation between you and Gear is becoming more blurred with each passing day.
This is the internet. If that's what turns you on I'm sure you can find it somewhere out there. Myself, I don't care much for that kind of kinkiness but each to their own I guess.
Anyway, I've already given both of you more attention than either of you deserve.
Oh that's okay, I haven't nearly begun to run out of jokes at your expense. I can go on without you just as easy.
To invest myself further, I would have to expose myself
If you expose yourself I will leave TK forever, swear to God. That's not a bargain, just terror. See, I'm already nearsighted and that might blind me. I don't want to risk it.
Gear would prance around peeing all over the place in his excitement.
So send him some of your Depends, and don't tell me you don't have any, your woman parts are probably loose enough to hear the ocean if you put your ear down there. I'd bet a dollar that's where you keep your checkbook.
You would have a great time writing some missive you could edit to tone down your over the top put downs and remarks, giggling to yourself, and taking great personal joy in your written nastiness.
Sometimes, when I'm in bed, I'll dream up a good insult and wake up to write it down so I can use it against you the next day. I'm very giving that way. I don't even charge for the service of telling you what's wrong with you. You should be thanking me.
What am I getting out of it? Nothing. So, if you guys are going to keep humping my legs, at least one of you needs to be really good looking with lots of rippling muscles and the other one needs to be wealthy. I expect a YouTube video proving your male gorgeousness and a performance bond in my favor in the amount of one million dollars in the mail pronto.
You overvalue yourself. But if you really want a young athlete with rippling muscles, millions of dollars, and who won't vomit when you climb on top of him I know of one: Super Saver, the horse that won the Kentucky derby. If you're lucky he might let you be on top.
And, yes, dear, you are a megalomaniac, or perhaps you don't remember how you describe yourself as a troll with teeth and get big jollies out of exerting your power to create fear in other persons ON A MESSAGE BOARD.
I am but mad north-north-west: when the wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw. "megalomania" is in the eye of the beholder; it can be seen in the tongue-in-cheek postings of a self-admitted class clown, or it can be seen in the demands of one selfish old cunt who insists an entire community of people change their culture and language of origin so that she might not be temporarily inconvenienced. Take your pick.
And, yes, dear, you are duplicitious in that you are deceptive, if to no one else but to yourself when you proclaim yourself a magnanimous person in one breath but show yourself again and again thereafter to be, in truth, not much more than a vindictive, hateful person who delights in argument to create strife and discord, and, as you also described yourself to be, an asshole.
So if I told you I was an asshole, and I am thereafter an asshole, does that not make me honest and forthright? Is it not almost necessary to be an asshole in order to be completely honest? Can I not be both honest, and an asshole? It has been my experience that the worst liars were also charming and solicitous of my affections, while they sought to do me in without me knowing. I suspect that you are one of these "smiling rats" from your vague description of the demise of your protege. Your form of honesty I don't care for. I think you're not much of substance...all smoke and mirrors.
And wrinkles.