This IS dedicated to Bastard Factory

[Frood]

tf;dr

[Flynn]

Flynn is a lame farm league flame tard.

Perhaps only a step or two above Seamajor.

Coming from the tool that was caught red handed being Dinky Diana.

[Frood]

Ok, Seamajor Lite. 

[Flynn]

Ok, Seamajor Lite. 

Ok, Dinky Diana minus the digital voice modulator.

[Beardo]

Just admit it vitriol, you're here for the gossip, drama and fights. What else is there?

[Frood]

Ok, Dinky Diana minus the digital voice modulator.

Sure thing, farm league. 

[Erica Mena]

Well...well...well...look at this senile fuddy-duddy. You know what Garraty, I also knew you as Vitriol at KOF and at CO. The funny thing is you've been saying the same overused commentary for years now, longer than my "stale act" has been around.

One can say the same thing about your  predictable Mr. Wilson behavior from Dennis The Menace. Whether it's walking over your green e-grass or me posting up my typical genius posts, you're going to have an issue with something because that what old men who love fractals do and you are no different.

You've been the voice of semi-reason for years now and you've been beating your walking cane over the heads of those unlucky to be in your crosshairs for probably over a decade.

So if you want my "stale act" to stop, then join me in cutting off your geriatric hollering about what Gen X's are posting you ancient Baby Boomer.

Yes, and you bitching about my "stale act" isn't helping. You've just added your "stale act" to what was supposed to be a solo "stale act" and now everyone gets to read what is now considered a duo "stale act."

"Appeal?"

You think I do this for "appeal" and to read your regurgitated nonsensical senior citizen complaints?

Yourself and Lotus Bud need to bump fractals and combine your powers of complaint and form the:

"I like giving my unasked opinion to others because I just like complaining in general because I'm old and because I just peed in my Depends" coalition.

That way both you grumpy Social Security collecting invalids can have a real fucking hobby instead of crawling online to vent your frustrations that the price on Metamucil has gone up .16 cents.

[Dove]

Do to my work constraints I could not participate.

 Are you saying you couldn't due the flaming that day do to your work constraints?

[Dove]

Dove, do your fingers taste like your vajayjay or does your vajayjay taste like your fist?

All this "flaming" is so like sightseeing the sky from a roofless bombed out Lebanon motel, that I need to be brought back down from stargazing to muffdiving and other glazing donut holed whatnots & twatwants.

Some vehicles have electronic oil level monitors.

I'm old school.

So, how deep could my dipstick dip if my dipstick could dip your waffle honey coned hairy potter chamber of pink secrets?

Or do you prefer fuchsia to lovingly describe your uterine walls of love?

*grabs another new craft brew*

 Eew.

[Lab Flaker]

Eew.

Admit it though... reading through that explicit text was like a breath of fresh air compared to the lame rhetoric of Poofer & Co.

Even I was visualising riding the chamber of pink secrets!

 

[Flynn]

Admit it though... reading through that explicit text was like a breath of fresh air compared to the lame rhetoric of Poofer & Co.

Even I was visualising riding the chamber of pink secrets!

 

Of course you would think that sexually perverse writing would be a "fresh breath of air," because that's what you're about.

Intelligent banter and non-sexual talk does nothing for you because at the end of the fucking day you're nothing more than an online predator and sexual deviant, who will try anything once, which includes experimenting with Rubbermaid products on whether you can achieve ejaculation by shoving them up your pierced ass one at a time.

If you want your very own "chamber of pink secrets," then go dig up your rotting mother.