The BC is superior to these "flame" forums

[Anonymous]

ac_toofunny



The irony of all the pissed off posters telling me how pissed off I am.  I'm not angry at all, just bewildered by the angry posters anonymous or not.  



Smells like a lot of singed ass hair up in here.  

You mean to tell us that what seems to the rest of us to be a tit mashing rage on your part is your normal? Jeez, what happens when you get mad then... snap the elastic of your granniepanties as you swell up to five times your size, turn green and start roaring unintelligibly?





Maybe you should think of changing your handle... "The Incredible Sulk" hasn't been taken yet, you could be that.  ac_biggrin

[Anonymous]

There will be less drama if the woman is submissive.



"strong willed woman" often means a shaved head lesbian.

A Karen in a pink pussy hat.

[Oak]

Murdock, have you run out off the last person posting at your "forum" that you come here looking for a fight with me?  Don't send Moonpie or anyone to tell ask me to come back to your forum ever again.  You left the impression that I was "forgiven" for what, pray tell, I don't know.



Then you come looking for a fight.  What in the holy hell is wrong with your noodle?

People spending too much time online, it can cause  mental health issues.  Take some time away from the internet.

I don't spend much time on the internet, nor am I forum hopping to look for fights with anyone.

Yeah, maybe. But you sure wigged the fuck right out when I showed up in San Francisco.  

I did what?



Please, I'm not afraid of you.  Go on motherfucker, show up at my DOOR.  I'll be waiting.

Demanding my presence now, is it? I'll tell you again what has already likely been copypasta'd from Flame Truth to you aspies at Sperging Gomerz, I didn't fly in to San Fran to waste my time on a bunch of wigged out USI sufferers, I came to town to do MY shit and get the fuck out again. So while you're barricaded behind your door, fondling your Walmart rations on the offchance that (a) you might waddle in past my reach and (b) I would even bother to darken your decaying doorstep, I'm out taking care of business and taking money out of your state.



Jeez louise, one picture of me at the airport and y'all lose your fucking minds! What's the matter, did it put a dent in your self esteem that I of all Canadians should be left free to roam the streets of your neighbourhood unmolested by the same government agencies who would handcuff your fat trotters to the nearest cellblock dunny if you went so much as one wobbling step outside of your prescribed areas? Or has your burgeoning Safe Space requirements ballooned so far that not even 400 miles worth of zip codes can cover it? A bit of both maybe?



Sit down in your own filth, fatty. If I'd intended to show up on your or Clownshoes doorsteps, I sure as fuck wouldn't have telegraphed it by taking photos of my travel before the event. Use your head for something other than stuffing cookie dough into for once; you ain't worth the time or the plane tickets to get up close and personal with and you never will be.

tldr

You saw his picture, he's a filthy pig, he's got no room to talk about what anyone else looks like.

Guilty as charged? You're a filthy, FAT pig locked up in its pen. From where I stand, I'm feeling pretty good about my circumstance.  ac_dance

You're hideous.

[Anonymous]

Murdock, have you run out off the last person posting at your "forum" that you come here looking for a fight with me?  Don't send Moonpie or anyone to tell ask me to come back to your forum ever again.  You left the impression that I was "forgiven" for what, pray tell, I don't know.



Then you come looking for a fight.  What in the holy hell is wrong with your noodle?

People spending too much time online, it can cause  mental health issues.  Take some time away from the internet.

I don't spend much time on the internet, nor am I forum hopping to look for fights with anyone.

Yeah, maybe. But you sure wigged the fuck right out when I showed up in San Francisco.  

I did what?



Please, I'm not afraid of you.  Go on motherfucker, show up at my DOOR.  I'll be waiting.

Demanding my presence now, is it? I'll tell you again what has already likely been copypasta'd from Flame Truth to you aspies at Sperging Gomerz, I didn't fly in to San Fran to waste my time on a bunch of wigged out USI sufferers, I came to town to do MY shit and get the fuck out again. So while you're barricaded behind your door, fondling your Walmart rations on the offchance that (a) you might waddle in past my reach and (b) I would even bother to darken your decaying doorstep, I'm out taking care of business and taking money out of your state.



Jeez louise, one picture of me at the airport and y'all lose your fucking minds! What's the matter, did it put a dent in your self esteem that I of all Canadians should be left free to roam the streets of your neighbourhood unmolested by the same government agencies who would handcuff your fat trotters to the nearest cellblock dunny if you went so much as one wobbling step outside of your prescribed areas? Or has your burgeoning Safe Space requirements ballooned so far that not even 400 miles worth of zip codes can cover it? A bit of both maybe?



Sit down in your own filth, fatty. If I'd intended to show up on your or Clownshoes doorsteps, I sure as fuck wouldn't have telegraphed it by taking photos of my travel before the event. Use your head for something other than stuffing cookie dough into for once; you ain't worth the time or the plane tickets to get up close and personal with and you never will be.

tldr

You saw his picture, he's a filthy pig, he's got no room to talk about what anyone else looks like.

Guilty as charged? You're a filthy, FAT pig locked up in its pen. From where I stand, I'm feeling pretty good about my circumstance.  ac_dance

You're hideous.

And you're fat and hideous. Treadmill?

[Anonymous]

You do know if you exercise you can simply be hideous like me, no?

[Oak]

Murdock, have you run out off the last person posting at your "forum" that you come here looking for a fight with me?  Don't send Moonpie or anyone to tell ask me to come back to your forum ever again.  You left the impression that I was "forgiven" for what, pray tell, I don't know.



Then you come looking for a fight.  What in the holy hell is wrong with your noodle?

People spending too much time online, it can cause  mental health issues.  Take some time away from the internet.

I don't spend much time on the internet, nor am I forum hopping to look for fights with anyone.

Yeah, maybe. But you sure wigged the fuck right out when I showed up in San Francisco.  

I did what?



Please, I'm not afraid of you.  Go on motherfucker, show up at my DOOR.  I'll be waiting.

Demanding my presence now, is it? I'll tell you again what has already likely been copypasta'd from Flame Truth to you aspies at Sperging Gomerz, I didn't fly in to San Fran to waste my time on a bunch of wigged out USI sufferers, I came to town to do MY shit and get the fuck out again. So while you're barricaded behind your door, fondling your Walmart rations on the offchance that (a) you might waddle in past my reach and (b) I would even bother to darken your decaying doorstep, I'm out taking care of business and taking money out of your state.



Jeez louise, one picture of me at the airport and y'all lose your fucking minds! What's the matter, did it put a dent in your self esteem that I of all Canadians should be left free to roam the streets of your neighbourhood unmolested by the same government agencies who would handcuff your fat trotters to the nearest cellblock dunny if you went so much as one wobbling step outside of your prescribed areas? Or has your burgeoning Safe Space requirements ballooned so far that not even 400 miles worth of zip codes can cover it? A bit of both maybe?



Sit down in your own filth, fatty. If I'd intended to show up on your or Clownshoes doorsteps, I sure as fuck wouldn't have telegraphed it by taking photos of my travel before the event. Use your head for something other than stuffing cookie dough into for once; you ain't worth the time or the plane tickets to get up close and personal with and you never will be.

tldr

You saw his picture, he's a filthy pig, he's got no room to talk about what anyone else looks like.

Guilty as charged? You're a filthy, FAT pig locked up in its pen. From where I stand, I'm feeling pretty good about my circumstance.  ac_dance

You're hideous.

And you're fat and hideous. Treadmill?

I may be fat, but I have a cure.  You're monster ugly.  Your hair is terrible...thank God the pictures I've seen hide part of your face.  I don't think my eyes could ever recover.  I imagine your image cannot be unseen.



You're so ugly, I'm convinced you scare babies and young children.  I can see there faces scrunching up in fear before they start wailing and pointing at the ugly monster.  I bet you're in high demand during Halloween at haunted houses. I bet you make most of your income then, and then hope around freeloading from home to home after that. Though I don't know how anyone could shuffle out of their bedroom in the morning to see you.

[Frood]

Now I've seen it all... Oak calling another hideous or fugly...



That fat slob couldn't get a lay at a kegger frat party between 4 and 5 AM....

[Anonymous]

I may be fat, but I have a cure.  You're monster ugly.  Your hair is terrible...thank God the pictures I've seen hide part of your face.  I don't think my eyes could ever recover.  I imagine your image cannot be unseen.



You're so ugly, I'm convinced you scare babies and young children.  I can see there faces scrunching up in fear before they start wailing and pointing at the ugly monster.  I bet you're in high demand during Halloween at haunted houses. I bet you make most of your income then, and then hope around freeloading from home to home after that. Though I don't know how anyone could shuffle out of their bedroom in the morning to see you.

You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. I wager you couldn't empty a boot of excrement were the instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly.



You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus.



And what meaning do you expect your delusional self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have to us who think and reason? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh.



You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed , drooling meatslapper. You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill.



You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on.



This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me again for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half-baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of the rest of this drivel. Duh. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective.



True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things more difficult. If I had known, that this was your case then I would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.



You're an idiot. A moron of the highest order. You're so stupid it's a wonder and a pity you can remember to breath. Intelligent ideas bounce off your head as if it were coated with teflon. Creative thoughts take alternate transportation in order to avoid even being in the same state as you. If you had an original thought it would die of loneliness before the hour was out. On an intelligence scale of 1 to 10 (10 corresponding to the highest attainable IQ) you're rating is so far into negative numbers that one would need to travel into another quantum reality in order to even catch a distant glimpse of it.



Your personality is that of a rabid Chihuahua intent on destroying its own tail. Your powers of observation are akin to those of the bird that keeps slamming into the picture window trying to get that other bird it keeps seeing. You are walking, talking proof that you don't have to be sentient to survive, and that Barnum was thinking of you when he uttered his immortal phrase regarding the birth of a sucker. You are, at varying times, tedious, boring, and even occasionally earth shatteringly hilarious in your idiocy, routinely childish, moronic, pathetic, wretched, disgusting and pitiful.



You are wholly without any redeeming social grace or value. If God ever decides to give the planet an enema you'd better run like the wind because anywhere you stand is a suitable place for The Insertion. There is no animal so disgusting, so vile that it deserves comparison to you, for even the lowest, dirtiest, most parasitic member of the animal kingdom fills an ecological niche. You fill no niche. To call you a parasite would be injurious and defamatory to the thousands of honest parasitic species. You are worse than vermin, for vermin do not pretend to be what it is not. You are truly human garbage. You are a fraudulent, lying, predatory charlatan. You are of less worth than a burnt-out light bulb. You will forever live in shame.



You have nothing to say, and Godwin's Law does not apply when writing about you. You are the anti-Midas, for all that you touch becomes valueless and unusable. Mothers gather their children close when you appear. You are an aberration, a corruption, and a boil that needs to be lanced. You are a poison in need of being vomited. You are a tooth so rotten it infects the whole body. You are sperm that should have been captured in a condom and flushed down a toilet.



I don't like you. I don't like anybody who has as little respect for others as you do. Go away, you swine. You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, and a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon. You are a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. Meaningful to no one, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts that sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done.



I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I wretch at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, and the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. You are a waste of flesh. On a good day you're a halfwit. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go.



You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, study, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.



You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful, cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, despicable, belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal, fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic, brain-damaged, imbecilic, insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented, lame, self-righteous, byzantine, conspiratorial, satanic, fraudulent, libellous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant, clueless, illegitimate, harmful, destructive, dumb, evasive, double-talking, devious, revisionist, narrow, manipulative, paternalistic, fundamentalist, dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical, cultic, diseased, suppressive, controlling, restrictive, malignant, deceptive, dim, crazy, weird, dystrophic, stifling, uncaring, plantigrade, grim, unsympathetic, jargon-spouting, censorious, secretive, aggressive, mind-numbing, abrasive, poisonous, flagrant, self-destructive, abusive, and socially-retarded.



Shut up and go away lest you achieve the physical retribution your behaviour merits.



Thank you for your kind attention to and expected cooperation in this matter.

[Frood]

What's with the copy pasta....

[Oak]

I may be fat, but I have a cure.  You're monster ugly.  Your hair is terrible...thank God the pictures I've seen hide part of your face.  I don't think my eyes could ever recover.  I imagine your image cannot be unseen.



You're so ugly, I'm convinced you scare babies and young children.  I can see there faces scrunching up in fear before they start wailing and pointing at the ugly monster.  I bet you're in high demand during Halloween at haunted houses. I bet you make most of your income then, and then hope around freeloading from home to home after that. Though I don't know how anyone could shuffle out of their bedroom in the morning to see you.

You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. I wager you couldn't empty a boot of excrement were the instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly.



You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus.



And what meaning do you expect your delusional self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have to us who think and reason? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh.



You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed , drooling meatslapper. You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill.



You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on.



This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me again for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half-baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of the rest of this drivel. Duh. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective.



True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things more difficult. If I had known, that this was your case then I would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.



You're an idiot. A moron of the highest order. You're so stupid it's a wonder and a pity you can remember to breath. Intelligent ideas bounce off your head as if it were coated with teflon. Creative thoughts take alternate transportation in order to avoid even being in the same state as you. If you had an original thought it would die of loneliness before the hour was out. On an intelligence scale of 1 to 10 (10 corresponding to the highest attainable IQ) you're rating is so far into negative numbers that one would need to travel into another quantum reality in order to even catch a distant glimpse of it.



Your personality is that of a rabid Chihuahua intent on destroying its own tail. Your powers of observation are akin to those of the bird that keeps slamming into the picture window trying to get that other bird it keeps seeing. You are walking, talking proof that you don't have to be sentient to survive, and that Barnum was thinking of you when he uttered his immortal phrase regarding the birth of a sucker. You are, at varying times, tedious, boring, and even occasionally earth shatteringly hilarious in your idiocy, routinely childish, moronic, pathetic, wretched, disgusting and pitiful.



You are wholly without any redeeming social grace or value. If God ever decides to give the planet an enema you'd better run like the wind because anywhere you stand is a suitable place for The Insertion. There is no animal so disgusting, so vile that it deserves comparison to you, for even the lowest, dirtiest, most parasitic member of the animal kingdom fills an ecological niche. You fill no niche. To call you a parasite would be injurious and defamatory to the thousands of honest parasitic species. You are worse than vermin, for vermin do not pretend to be what it is not. You are truly human garbage. You are a fraudulent, lying, predatory charlatan. You are of less worth than a burnt-out light bulb. You will forever live in shame.



You have nothing to say, and Godwin's Law does not apply when writing about you. You are the anti-Midas, for all that you touch becomes valueless and unusable. Mothers gather their children close when you appear. You are an aberration, a corruption, and a boil that needs to be lanced. You are a poison in need of being vomited. You are a tooth so rotten it infects the whole body. You are sperm that should have been captured in a condom and flushed down a toilet.



I don't like you. I don't like anybody who has as little respect for others as you do. Go away, you swine. You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, and a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon. You are a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. Meaningful to no one, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts that sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done.



I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I wretch at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, and the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. You are a waste of flesh. On a good day you're a halfwit. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go.



You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, study, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.



You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful, cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, despicable, belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal, fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic, brain-damaged, imbecilic, insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented, lame, self-righteous, byzantine, conspiratorial, satanic, fraudulent, libellous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant, clueless, illegitimate, harmful, destructive, dumb, evasive, double-talking, devious, revisionist, narrow, manipulative, paternalistic, fundamentalist, dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical, cultic, diseased, suppressive, controlling, restrictive, malignant, deceptive, dim, crazy, weird, dystrophic, stifling, uncaring, plantigrade, grim, unsympathetic, jargon-spouting, censorious, secretive, aggressive, mind-numbing, abrasive, poisonous, flagrant, self-destructive, abusive, and socially-retarded.



Shut up and go away lest you achieve the physical retribution your behaviour merits.

What were the keywords in your internet search?   "Alexa, what's wrong with me?"

[Anonymous]

Now I've seen it all... Oak calling another hideous or fugly...



That fat slob couldn't get a lay at a kegger frat party between 4 and 5 AM....

Now now, I've got this. Watch and learn, young padawan.  ac_biggrin

Murdock, have you run out off the last person posting at your "forum" that you come here looking for a fight with me?  Don't send Moonpie or anyone to tell ask me to come back to your forum ever again.  You left the impression that I was "forgiven" for what, pray tell, I don't know.



Then you come looking for a fight.  What in the holy hell is wrong with your noodle?

People spending too much time online, it can cause  mental health issues.  Take some time away from the internet.

I don't spend much time on the internet, nor am I forum hopping to look for fights with anyone.

Yeah, maybe. But you sure wigged the fuck right out when I showed up in San Francisco.  

I did what?



Please, I'm not afraid of you.  Go on motherfucker, show up at my DOOR.  I'll be waiting.

Demanding my presence now, is it? I'll tell you again what has already likely been copypasta'd from Flame Truth to you aspies at Sperging Gomerz, I didn't fly in to San Fran to waste my time on a bunch of wigged out USI sufferers, I came to town to do MY shit and get the fuck out again. So while you're barricaded behind your door, fondling your Walmart rations on the offchance that (a) you might waddle in past my reach and (b) I would even bother to darken your decaying doorstep, I'm out taking care of business and taking money out of your state.



Jeez louise, one picture of me at the airport and y'all lose your fucking minds! What's the matter, did it put a dent in your self esteem that I of all Canadians should be left free to roam the streets of your neighbourhood unmolested by the same government agencies who would handcuff your fat trotters to the nearest cellblock dunny if you went so much as one wobbling step outside of your prescribed areas? Or has your burgeoning Safe Space requirements ballooned so far that not even 400 miles worth of zip codes can cover it? A bit of both maybe?



Sit down in your own filth, fatty. If I'd intended to show up on your or Clownshoes doorsteps, I sure as fuck wouldn't have telegraphed it by taking photos of my travel before the event. Use your head for something other than stuffing cookie dough into for once; you ain't worth the time or the plane tickets to get up close and personal with and you never will be.

tldr

You saw his picture, he's a filthy pig, he's got no room to talk about what anyone else looks like.

Guilty as charged? You're a filthy, FAT pig locked up in its pen. From where I stand, I'm feeling pretty good about my circumstance.  ac_dance

You're hideous.

And you're fat and hideous. Treadmill?

I may be fat, but I have a cure.  You're monster ugly.  Your hair is terrible...thank God the pictures I've seen hide part of your face.  I don't think my eyes could ever recover.  I imagine your image cannot be unseen.



You're so ugly, I'm convinced you scare babies and young children.  I can see there faces scrunching up in fear before they start wailing and pointing at the ugly monster.  I bet you're in high demand during Halloween at haunted houses. I bet you make most of your income then, and then hope around freeloading from home to home after that. Though I don't know how anyone could shuffle out of their bedroom in the morning to see you.

You have a cure for your fat, but it's not like you're using it. You are as comfortable with your fat as I am my ugly, and apparently as comfortable as you are with your ugly.



Or are you really? I find it interesting your first go-to is the "ugly" angle. Weird that you would, considering that most guys get to wear their ugly and have the women flocking to them. Hell, I even play up to my ugly; bookending that photo that got you in such a tizzy last month, my divinely ugly hair was tied back in a pony tail. What can I say, it made me more easily identifiable to the many government sponsored agents who stamped my passport as I was flying about the continent, taking care of business. I only pulled it out of the hair tie for that photo op out the front of the airport which you're still going spastic over.



Here's the thing... you're fat AND ugly. Your head looks like it's gone a few rounds in the ring with a shovel and you've a face that not even a mother could love without serious tranquillizers and a good old scraping out of her frontal lobes with a rusty spatula. And you're ugly to the core. We know this by your reaction to total strangers flying about the countryside while your own government only lets you out for your infrequent waddles to the local Walmart.



I do feel sorry for you, if that's any consolation. It must be hard being a woman in the latter stages of middle age, dropped and forgotten, youthful figure gone and the realisation that if you shed your middle aged spread you'd likely require surgery to rid yourself of all the excess skin. I'm no oil painting myself, but I've at least the compassion for those unfortunates whose life choices led them to balloon out into gargantuan dimensions that unhinged them so much they would wave their weekly rations on high while gibbering crazy cat-lady talk at the tops of their lungs on the internet.



I guess in the balance that compassion makes me less ugly than you, and the photo evidence proves I'm nowhere near as fat. Try not to become too enraged about my good fortune if you can manage it, there's people in this world that dig fat and ugly and Herman seems to be showing some interest in you. Learn to be happy with your lot, it might make you a better person.



It sure as hell couldnt make you any worse.  

[Anonymous]

I may be fat, but I have a cure.  You're monster ugly.  Your hair is terrible...thank God the pictures I've seen hide part of your face.  I don't think my eyes could ever recover.  I imagine your image cannot be unseen.



You're so ugly, I'm convinced you scare babies and young children.  I can see there faces scrunching up in fear before they start wailing and pointing at the ugly monster.  I bet you're in high demand during Halloween at haunted houses. I bet you make most of your income then, and then hope around freeloading from home to home after that. Though I don't know how anyone could shuffle out of their bedroom in the morning to see you.

You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. I wager you couldn't empty a boot of excrement were the instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly.



You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus.



And what meaning do you expect your delusional self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have to us who think and reason? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh.



You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed , drooling meatslapper. You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill.



You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on.



This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me again for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half-baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of the rest of this drivel. Duh. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective.



True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things more difficult. If I had known, that this was your case then I would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.



You're an idiot. A moron of the highest order. You're so stupid it's a wonder and a pity you can remember to breath. Intelligent ideas bounce off your head as if it were coated with teflon. Creative thoughts take alternate transportation in order to avoid even being in the same state as you. If you had an original thought it would die of loneliness before the hour was out. On an intelligence scale of 1 to 10 (10 corresponding to the highest attainable IQ) you're rating is so far into negative numbers that one would need to travel into another quantum reality in order to even catch a distant glimpse of it.



Your personality is that of a rabid Chihuahua intent on destroying its own tail. Your powers of observation are akin to those of the bird that keeps slamming into the picture window trying to get that other bird it keeps seeing. You are walking, talking proof that you don't have to be sentient to survive, and that Barnum was thinking of you when he uttered his immortal phrase regarding the birth of a sucker. You are, at varying times, tedious, boring, and even occasionally earth shatteringly hilarious in your idiocy, routinely childish, moronic, pathetic, wretched, disgusting and pitiful.



You are wholly without any redeeming social grace or value. If God ever decides to give the planet an enema you'd better run like the wind because anywhere you stand is a suitable place for The Insertion. There is no animal so disgusting, so vile that it deserves comparison to you, for even the lowest, dirtiest, most parasitic member of the animal kingdom fills an ecological niche. You fill no niche. To call you a parasite would be injurious and defamatory to the thousands of honest parasitic species. You are worse than vermin, for vermin do not pretend to be what it is not. You are truly human garbage. You are a fraudulent, lying, predatory charlatan. You are of less worth than a burnt-out light bulb. You will forever live in shame.



You have nothing to say, and Godwin's Law does not apply when writing about you. You are the anti-Midas, for all that you touch becomes valueless and unusable. Mothers gather their children close when you appear. You are an aberration, a corruption, and a boil that needs to be lanced. You are a poison in need of being vomited. You are a tooth so rotten it infects the whole body. You are sperm that should have been captured in a condom and flushed down a toilet.



I don't like you. I don't like anybody who has as little respect for others as you do. Go away, you swine. You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, and a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon. You are a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. Meaningful to no one, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts that sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done.



I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I wretch at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, and the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. You are a waste of flesh. On a good day you're a halfwit. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go.



You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, study, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.



You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful, cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, despicable, belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal, fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic, brain-damaged, imbecilic, insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented, lame, self-righteous, byzantine, conspiratorial, satanic, fraudulent, libellous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant, clueless, illegitimate, harmful, destructive, dumb, evasive, double-talking, devious, revisionist, narrow, manipulative, paternalistic, fundamentalist, dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical, cultic, diseased, suppressive, controlling, restrictive, malignant, deceptive, dim, crazy, weird, dystrophic, stifling, uncaring, plantigrade, grim, unsympathetic, jargon-spouting, censorious, secretive, aggressive, mind-numbing, abrasive, poisonous, flagrant, self-destructive, abusive, and socially-retarded.



Shut up and go away lest you achieve the physical retribution your behaviour merits.



Thank you for your kind attention to and expected cooperation in this matter.

Wow, tell us what you really think.  ac_toofunny

[Anonymous]

Now I've seen it all... Oak calling another hideous or fugly...



That fat slob couldn't get a lay at a kegger frat party between 4 and 5 AM....

Now now, I've got this. Watch and learn, young padawan.  ac_biggrin

Murdock, have you run out off the last person posting at your "forum" that you come here looking for a fight with me?  Don't send Moonpie or anyone to tell ask me to come back to your forum ever again.  You left the impression that I was "forgiven" for what, pray tell, I don't know.



Then you come looking for a fight.  What in the holy hell is wrong with your noodle?

People spending too much time online, it can cause  mental health issues.  Take some time away from the internet.

I don't spend much time on the internet, nor am I forum hopping to look for fights with anyone.

Yeah, maybe. But you sure wigged the fuck right out when I showed up in San Francisco.  

I did what?



Please, I'm not afraid of you.  Go on motherfucker, show up at my DOOR.  I'll be waiting.

Demanding my presence now, is it? I'll tell you again what has already likely been copypasta'd from Flame Truth to you aspies at Sperging Gomerz, I didn't fly in to San Fran to waste my time on a bunch of wigged out USI sufferers, I came to town to do MY shit and get the fuck out again. So while you're barricaded behind your door, fondling your Walmart rations on the offchance that (a) you might waddle in past my reach and (b) I would even bother to darken your decaying doorstep, I'm out taking care of business and taking money out of your state.



Jeez louise, one picture of me at the airport and y'all lose your fucking minds! What's the matter, did it put a dent in your self esteem that I of all Canadians should be left free to roam the streets of your neighbourhood unmolested by the same government agencies who would handcuff your fat trotters to the nearest cellblock dunny if you went so much as one wobbling step outside of your prescribed areas? Or has your burgeoning Safe Space requirements ballooned so far that not even 400 miles worth of zip codes can cover it? A bit of both maybe?



Sit down in your own filth, fatty. If I'd intended to show up on your or Clownshoes doorsteps, I sure as fuck wouldn't have telegraphed it by taking photos of my travel before the event. Use your head for something other than stuffing cookie dough into for once; you ain't worth the time or the plane tickets to get up close and personal with and you never will be.

tldr

You saw his picture, he's a filthy pig, he's got no room to talk about what anyone else looks like.

Guilty as charged? You're a filthy, FAT pig locked up in its pen. From where I stand, I'm feeling pretty good about my circumstance.  ac_dance

You're hideous.

And you're fat and hideous. Treadmill?

I may be fat, but I have a cure.  You're monster ugly.  Your hair is terrible...thank God the pictures I've seen hide part of your face.  I don't think my eyes could ever recover.  I imagine your image cannot be unseen.



You're so ugly, I'm convinced you scare babies and young children.  I can see there faces scrunching up in fear before they start wailing and pointing at the ugly monster.  I bet you're in high demand during Halloween at haunted houses. I bet you make most of your income then, and then hope around freeloading from home to home after that. Though I don't know how anyone could shuffle out of their bedroom in the morning to see you.

You have a cure for your fat, but it's not like you're using it. You are as comfortable with your fat as I am my ugly, and apparently as comfortable as you are with your ugly.



Or are you really? I find it interesting your first go-to is the "ugly" angle. Weird that you would, considering that most guys get to wear their ugly and have the women flocking to them. Hell, I even play up to my ugly; bookending that photo that got you in such a tizzy last month, my divinely ugly hair was tied back in a pony tail. What can I say, it made me more easily identifiable to the many government sponsored agents who stamped my passport as I was flying about the continent, taking care of business. I only pulled it out of the hair tie for that photo op out the front of the airport which you're still going spastic over.



Here's the thing... you're fat AND ugly. Your head looks like it's gone a few rounds in the ring with a shovel and you've a face that not even a mother could love without serious tranquillizers and a good old scraping out of her frontal lobes with a rusty spatula. And you're ugly to the core. We know this by your reaction to total strangers flying about the countryside while your own government only lets you out for your infrequent waddles to the local Walmart.



I do feel sorry for you, if that's any consolation. It must be hard being a woman in the latter stages of middle age, dropped and forgotten, youthful figure gone and the realisation that if you shed your middle aged spread you'd likely require surgery to rid yourself of all the excess skin. I'm no oil painting myself, but I've at least the compassion for those unfortunates whose life choices led them to balloon out into gargantuan dimensions that unhinged them so much they would wave their weekly rations on high while gibbering crazy cat-lady talk at the tops of their lungs on the internet.



I guess in the balance that compassion makes me less ugly than you, and the photo evidence proves I'm nowhere near as fat. Try not to become too enraged about my good fortune if you can manage it, there's people in this world that dig fat and ugly and Herman seems to be showing some interest in you. Learn to be happy with your lot, it might make you a better person.



It sure as hell couldnt make you any worse.  

0ak clearly thinks itself ugly, else why the wails and gnashing whenever one of those pics gets chopped?

[Anonymous]

I may be fat, but I have a cure.  You're monster ugly.  Your hair is terrible...thank God the pictures I've seen hide part of your face.  I don't think my eyes could ever recover.  I imagine your image cannot be unseen.You're so ugly, I'm convinced you scare babies and young children.  I can see there faces scrunching up in fear before they start wailing and pointing at the ugly monster.  I bet you're in high demand during Halloween at haunted houses. I bet you make most of your income then, and then hope around freeloading from home to home after that. Though I don't know how anyone could shuffle out of their bedroom in the morning to see you.

You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. I wager you couldn't empty a boot of excrement were the instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly.You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus.And what meaning do you expect your delusional self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have to us who think and reason? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh.You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed , drooling meatslapper. You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill.You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on.This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me again for a while.  Duh. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective.True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things more difficult. If I had known, that this was your case then I would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.You're an idiot. A moron of the highest order. You're so stupid it's a wonder and a pity you can remember to breath. Intelligent ideas bounce off your head as if it were coated with teflon. Creative thoughts take alternate transportation in order to avoid even being in the same state as you. If you had an original thought it would die of loneliness before the hour was out. On an intelligence scale of 1 to 10 (10 corresponding to the highest attainable IQ) you're rating is so far into negative numbers that one would need to travel into another quantum reality in order to even catch a distant glimpse of it.Your personality is that of a rabid Chihuahua intent on destroying its own tail. Your powers of observation are akin to those of the bird that keeps slamming into the picture window trying to get that other bird it keeps seeing. You are walking, talking proof that you don't have to be sentient to survive, and that Barnum was thinking of you when he uttered his immortal phrase regarding the birth of a sucker. You are, at varying times, tedious, boring, and even occasionally earth shatteringly hilarious in your idiocy, routinely childish, moronic, pathetic, wretched, disgusting and pitiful.You are wholly without any redeeming social grace or value. If God ever decides to give the planet an enema you'd better run like the wind because anywhere you stand is a suitable place for The Insertion. There is no animal so disgusting, so vile that it deserves comparison to you, for even the lowest, dirtiest, most parasitic member of the animal kingdom fills an ecological niche. You fill no niche. To call you a parasite would be injurious and defamatory to the thousands of honest parasitic species. You are worse than vermin, for vermin do not pretend to be what it is not. You are truly human garbage. You are a fraudulent, lying, predatory charlatan. You are of less worth than a burnt-out light bulb. You will forever live in shame.You have nothing to say, and Godwin's Law does not apply when writing about you. You are the anti-Midas, for all that you touch becomes valueless and unusable. Mothers gather their children close when you appear. You are an aberration, a corruption, and a boil that needs to be lanced. You are a poison in need of being vomited. You are a tooth so rotten it infects the whole body. You are sperm that should have been captured in a condom and flushed down a toilet.I don't like you. I don't like anybody who has as little respect for others as you do. Go away, you swine. You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, and a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon. You are a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. Meaningful to no one, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts that sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done.I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I wretch at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, and the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. You are a waste of flesh. On a good day you're a halfwit. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go.You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, study, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful, cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, despicable, belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal, fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic, brain-damaged, imbecilic, insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented, lame, self-righteous, byzantine, conspiratorial, satanic, fraudulent, libellous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant, clueless, illegitimate, harmful, destructive, dumb, evasive, double-talking, devious, revisionist, narrow, manipulative, paternalistic, fundamentalist, dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical, cultic, diseased, suppressive, controlling, restrictive, malignant, deceptive, dim, crazy, weird, dystrophic, stifling, uncaring, plantigrade, grim, unsympathetic, jargon-spouting, censorious, secretive, aggressive, mind-numbing, abrasive, poisonous, flagrant, self-destructive, abusive, and socially-retarded.Shut up and go away lest you achieve the physical retribution your behaviour merits.

What were the keywords in your internet search?   "Alexa, what's wrong with me?"

In need of a ghost writer are you? Maybe they were handed the link by the same person who told you I was posting here. ac_biggrin

[Anonymous]

When Oak gets upset these mistakes start to happen.   ac_lmfao