...I 've seen people like you before, but I had to pay for it.
Your name is vituperation, you are the oooozing wreckage, that grew into the anal buccaneer I see before me, all grown up....
.....a mutant blood clot boy, derived from thrash's putrid after birth. I guess the brain rejected the transplant ey?
You are nastier than a five-dollar whore getting a shit enema. You're a waste of time, space, air, flesh, and the rectum you were born from, retard...
...... sadly, I hear you're hung like a tic tack.
wanna play dueling banjo's?
Ya brother-raping, crotch-licking, cum-munching, fuck-faced cum bubble!
You are an incalculably uncouth trollop and a dastardly, sock-sucking mass of neuroses and complexes.
.......Thanks for your help in Keeping me off drugs. at least NOW I know that the only dope worth shooting is you.
I might have to get some speed to stay awake, reading one of your posts is less interesting than watching paint dry.
I'd like to see things from your point of view..... .....................but I can't get my head that far up my ass. ....not to mention the fact.......most repair manuals are far more interesting than you, and far less turgid to read.
Cheer up asshole! ...... your incompetence on this message board is an inspiration to botched lobotomy patients everywhere! ha ha ha!
Well ......
........You can't reply with your mouth full of dick meat and four kinds of infected fag ejaculate....
.....fucking swallow or spit asswipe! try not to get it on your dress this time. *smiles*
*shakes head* suze... suze.. suze... you disappoint me.... 1986 just called, it wants all of its flames back... I mean, really... those flames are old.... fucking retarded, and VERY used and abused.................. just like TSi's "How not to live your life" poster child, Suze...
speaking of those times, Wasn't that about the time that you were the first leg of the Las Vegas tour???? They had you out in front of all the casinos, kinda like the freak shows you see in the circus.... they called you "the female mullet"........ and they weren't talking about that fucking squirrel's nest on your head...
Last time anyone heard you saying "no" to anything was when Dorothy threw the water glass on you because you kept going after Toto......
you know... I saw this thread, and I was initially just going to ignore it... Not just because i'd feel bad about punting your useless noggin into next week, but I really don't feel that I can properly and adequately reduce my educated mind DOWN enough to accomodate for your "Dick and Jane" reading level, toots... So why don't I just throw my brains out altogether so that way we can start even... mmmk?
You are a grievously lecherous panty sniffer, mattress-soiling, enema-addicted, conglomerate of intellectual constipation, sataliting around thrash in a pathetic, plotless melodrama of uneventful life.
an ill-bred dreck and a malingering, momma's boy bitch. a flesh-creeping, nasiating piece of excrement attached to a dog's matted ass hair.
and FYI 1985 GAVE those flames to me!!! .....................because I sound so fucking cool when I use em! no one else used em, for fear of looking foolish.
Yep.. somehow I DON'T think any RATIONAL person would want to look THAT fuckin' stupid.........
then again.......... you used them why?
*edit* Point of order... don't edit your posts.... I can kick your ass fair and square.... no point in going back LATER trying to prove you can fight.... Once you hit "submit" the first time, leave it alone...
Figures... You WOULD be the one to pedal your Asp a dozen times for a dime.... No wonder you landed the cover!
I often wonder about how far you managed to make it in life.... you beat addiction... you overcame adversity.... You still drink a bit... but that's forgivable (hell.. just look at you)... You woke up one day in the dentist's office with your pants around your ankles, and your head in the spit sink to hear the words "eh.... she's coming to... give her more gas and we'll double our appointments today!"....
We're so PROUD of you! the way you can just stumble into any thread (like you used to do in your hayday to whichever John was paying the most at the moment) and make nonsensical arguments and pointless ramblings about the Beatles, and how Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds is not just a favorite song, but kind of a Ballad to you.... Yes, We're all lucky to know you, and about the hardships you've endured in your past... Like when you ALMOST grabbed the wrong hypo and shot up on Draino... Ah... the memories! You DO know what memories are, right? Oh, who am I kidding.. of course you do! You seem to hold them in as much regard, and long for them hungrily like Mike Tyson does when he stares are Prince Charles....
Take a Note, Flooze!... I really don't give a fuck about your past... Nor, for that matter, your future... so why not go take some sleeping pills, and have a couple drinks! I'm sure everything will be fine soon! That is, of course, when you wake up and are able to walk out of the gutter you slept in because Bernie the Wonder-Pimp decided you're not worthy of being bounced all around all night like you normally do on the rent-a-cocks....
Yes, instead... we'll all just sit back, take some paper, and use it to dispose of you the way we do of all the stinking, heinous, vile excrement.... Yet... I do have to ponder one thing about you....
And, I guess one more for the road, since you seem to be used to that too....
that was a steaming pile of shit. I don't drink, that's for fuck rags like you, who can't handle hard drugs. ............ Do us all a favor. and fullfill your destiny, by being the best asswipe you can be.
You could'nt pour piss out of a boot if the instructions were on the heel! ............maybe you could just sop my ass with a burnt biscuit, and shove it in the gap that is sucking the intelligence out of the room.
However.. the nailgun would be too easy... I'd much prefer to see your demise via being anally raped by a bull that's hopped up on angel dust and speed (and, a MORE than healhy dose of viagra just for kicks), keeping pace to the tune of "closer" by Nine Inch Nails, whilst six former German, homosexual men all took a steaming dump on your head after their drunken Cocktober fest took them on a wrong turn...
then again, perhaps that's too good for you...
How about a Kobain incident?
And if *HE* thinks that... you gotta KNOW you're less than fucking pond scum....
Here... next time you have to fuck with someone, feel free to redeem either one of these...
the power of the collective conscienceness of all decent people compels you!
If you were a man, I'd snap your neck for that... ......as it is......I'll thank you to shut your stupid fucking mouth!
....I could keep you busy for hours, just by telling you to piss in the corner of a round room. ....george hates YOU! ....my sadly misinformed mentally retarded pal.
Just another UNCOOL, geeky, computer nerd, stroking off to hairy asses framing gaping assholes.
you punk ass little [J3r M()M |)uZ @n@l] bitch *spits* ................ .....I fart in your general direction. You're a constantly cornholed recepticle cum dumpster boy! .........a fucking glory hole suck slut, herpes whore, stupid fucktard. substandard, backward ass, ignorant, bastard mother fucker!
...........................did I mention you're fucking ugly too? May I suggest a shot gun and a paper bag?
I'll bitchslap you so hard your whole family will flinch!
Sista, Please... you couldn't flame if someone doused you in kerosene and lit you on fire... Which, mind you, is NOT entirely a bad idea right now... It would certainly do us all a favor... I really have to ask you one thing... Did you get your Flaming skills from Richard Simmons like you got you Marshmallow-like Body from him?
Now then, stop dressing up like Michael Jacson and hanging round the kiddie pools looking for dates... I'm sure your old man is a nice guy, but any time you're ready to zip up his crusty, wrinkled, greasy pork rhind covered, used-to-be blue overalls and attend to the 'business' here, then we'll talk,.... Don't worry, I won't try to talk to some sensamia into you either.. I know how well that'll turn out...
Oh.. Hey everyone, guess what... Suze got another award!
it's ok, Suze.. I know that when you're done here, you'll need to go drown your sorrows due to the verbal tongue lashing that you received here, unlike the ones you normally do from Uncle-Daddy Cleitus..
But, see..... in the end, this is all really just a big game for me.... And, as such, it should be for you as well... matter of fact.. I'm actually in the works to have you put into the game itself.... I have it all worked out...
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