~golem~ wrote:
New name but attitudes the same.
Wow... All I see is a mass group of ignorant pansies, myspace(or better yet cum on myface) pussies, anal blogers, and pathetic losers... Y ion the hell havnt you all killed urselves yet? I mean really? Y not?
Ur pathetic. When I left I felt I had risin the bar at least a dam notch and we made at least two victims cry them selves into the wee hours of the night.
Well I'm back again. And I guess its never to late to burn you fags out of your boyfriends (or fathers, whatever floats ur boats) corn holes you have tunneled ur self into. And then put a bullet between the eyes of ever faggety ann and bitch boy that dares to peeks its head into my sadistic bloody care bear carcas covered world!
Grab ur tissues ur prep h ur balls and ur phiciatrists private number and a clean pair of shorts bitches cause it huntin time again!
You know, I would have cut down what I was quoting, but I felt the need to throroughly rip this whole thing apart. First off, you may want to locate a dictionary, and a thesaurus. Because your spelling and vocabulary are obviously abhorrent.
Furthermore, I believe I am speaking for everyone when I say that your mother should have probably done the world a favor, and swallowed you while she had the chance. But all past mistakes aside, and the conception of a bastard child as the result of a drunken grope fest and a broken prophelactic in the rear seat of a Ford Pinto due to the irresponsibilies of two siblings who were curious, you seriously should shut the fucking hell up, educate yourself, learn to fucking spell and use proper grammar.
Jump up and down and maybe, just maybe your balls will drop. Because honestly, you won't last long in this world without them. You're the type of person that ends up being found in a back alley having been stomped to death like the vile piece of gutter filth that you are.
Now go back about your normal nightly ritual of playing with your cat, who is your only friend, watching reruns of That 70's Show, and crying while touching yourself to the JC Penney catalog.
And remember, it's drive down the road, not across the street.
With that, I bid you all a good night, and an enjoyable remaining weekend.
