CAAAAAAAN YOU FEEEEEEL THE LOOOOOOOOOVE TONIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT...
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I miss my Blue Room Thread...
- Thread starter Volpone
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'Gear
RIP 1970~2018
How it the next crew of dumbfucks is always somehow dumber than the last?
It's like a weird rule or something.
I mean, don't get me wrong - I love heaping abuse on these idiots, but how about a little resistance? Is that too much to ask?
Maybe someday we can inherit some smart people because that would be nice.
It's like a weird rule or something.
I mean, don't get me wrong - I love heaping abuse on these idiots, but how about a little resistance? Is that too much to ask?
Maybe someday we can inherit some smart people because that would be nice.
Markb
fuck me RAW Henny!
Au contraire, mon douche. I come here to poke a stick at retards. It's not nice of me, but it is amusing for me.
Markb
fuck me RAW Henny!
'Gear
RIP 1970~2018
Markb
fuck me RAW Henny!
'Gear
RIP 1970~2018
Truth hurts, eh?
I guess you thought sucking my dick with those likes was going to get you somewhere.
1892 posts since 2003 tells me all I need to know about you.
You're like a lazy Volpone.
Ancalagon
I'm not wearing any panties!!
It's cute. You actually think you're winning.
Satan arrives at Pandemonium; in full assembly relates, with boasting, his success against Man; instead of applause is entertained with a general hiss by all his audience, transformed, with himself also, suddenly into Serpents, according to his doom given in Paradise; then, deluded with a shew of the Forbidden Tree springing up before them, they, greedily reaching to take of the Fruit, chew dust and bitter ashes.
There, now it's interesting.
'Gear
RIP 1970~2018
For never can true reconcilement grow,
Where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep:
Which would but lead me to a worse relapse
And heavier fall: so should I purchase dear
Short intermission bought with double smart.
This knows my Punisher; therefore as far
From granting he, as I from begging, peace;
All hope excluded thus, behold, in stead
Of us out-cast, exil'd, his new delight,
Mankind created, and for him this world.
So farewell, hope; and with hope farewell, fear;
Farewell, remorse! all good to me is lost;
Evil, be thou my good; by thee at least
Divided empire with Heaven's King I hold,
By thee, and more than half perhaps will reign;
As Man ere long, and this new world, shall know.
Hay, kinnAh git wunnem fill-et mig-nawn stakes, make it rayr, an summem masht po-taterz?
Ancalagon
I'm not wearing any panties!!
As usual you try too hard with the style and fuck up the content.
Hey, can I get one of them fillets, well done, and mashed potatoes. Any extra to get them fully loaded? Yes, please. And a refill on my Mountain Dew when you got a second, thank you.
Show don't tell man, show don't tell.
Now, Ankles, do I make myself entirely clear, ya King Sperglord mother fucker, you? Hmm?
Let me clarify a little something for you, Ancalagon: I don't care what you think. And don't debase yourself with the Pee Wee Herman level bullshit, "Mnyehhh, you care enough to respond!" It doesn't mean I care about you, sack lick. I'm just taking the opportunity to kick you while you're down, whether or not you've got the bare minimum of self awareness required to recognize that you're down.
For all your pompous preening, you feel so threatened by me, of all people, that you not only eject me from your pitiful little echo chamber, but then you feel so unsatisfied by that echo chamber you had a hand in designing that you're compelled to follow the people who are actually interesting to a different board entirely. What's the matter? Can't get a taste for what you helped shrink Wordforge into?
Wordforge is a thin little echo of what it was, and what it's supposed to be -- and aren't you proud, because you helped.
But you're fuck-all here, mate. You're nothing. Not even formerly important.
And you think your opinion of my posting style or my writing means something? Your delusions of adequacy are comedic. Fuck off. :bigass:
For all your pompous preening, you feel so threatened by me, of all people, that you not only eject me from your pitiful little echo chamber, but then you feel so unsatisfied by that echo chamber you had a hand in designing that you're compelled to follow the people who are actually interesting to a different board entirely. What's the matter? Can't get a taste for what you helped shrink Wordforge into?
Wordforge is a thin little echo of what it was, and what it's supposed to be -- and aren't you proud, because you helped.
But you're fuck-all here, mate. You're nothing. Not even formerly important.
And you think your opinion of my posting style or my writing means something? Your delusions of adequacy are comedic. Fuck off. :bigass:
That's a safe bet, yeah.
I'm sure he'll get there. It's their favorite libel, after all, the unoriginal, uninventive cunts. Of course, El Chup posts the same hours I do. I suppose it never occurred to these imbeciles that in my capacity as a freelancer I might deal with British clientele and so operate during British hours. (They're a little slow, the lot of them. I know you've noticed.)