October 6, 200717 yr You post in a way that makes slugs and other invertebrates look like Nobel Prize winners. Just as the strength of a solitary brick will not save a poorly built structure, your bold typeface does not redeem your craven incoherent words. It's just as well you can type, for if you had to speak your mind, you'd be speechless. You're just another Internet-addicted idiot suffering from diarrhea of the mouth and constipation of the mind. Anyway, who was talking to you or even taking you under consideration? To quote Martin Luther King, Jr.: "Nothing in the world is more dangerous than a sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity." You are about as entertaining as watching grass grow in a windowbox. What do you do for a living? You are living, aren't you? Why don't you close your mouth before someone sticks an apple in it? Maybe you wouldn't come across as such a jellyfish-sucking mental midget if you weren't so dense that light bends around you; if your weren't so fat that when you stand on the weighing scale, it reads: "Sorry, we don't weigh livestock.", or if you didn't have a face that is registered as a biological weapon. Nah, of course you would. Dullard, do yourself and everyone else a favor, take a fatal overdose of your medication.
October 6, 200717 yr You post in a way that makes slugs and other invertebrates look like Nobel Prize winners. Just as the strength of a solitary brick will not save a poorly built structure, your bold typeface does not redeem your craven incoherent words. It's just as well you can type, for if you had to speak your mind, you'd be speechless. You're just another Internet-addicted idiot suffering from diarrhea of the mouth and constipation of the mind. Anyway, who was talking to you or even taking you under consideration? To quote Martin Luther King, Jr.: "Nothing in the world is more dangerous than a sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity." You are about as entertaining as watching grass grow in a windowbox. What do you do for a living? You are living, aren't you? Why don't you close your mouth before someone sticks an apple in it? Maybe you wouldn't come across as such a jellyfish-sucking mental midget if you weren't so dense that light bends around you; if your weren't so fat that when you stand on the weighing scale, it reads: "Sorry, we don't weigh livestock.", or if you didn't have a face that is registered as a biological weapon. Nah, of course you would. Dullard, do yourself and everyone else a favor, take a fatal overdose of your medication. Sorry. I don't speak retardese. Can you get someone to translate into meaningful English before you post, please? I suggest you hone your writing skills before applying borrowed glories as a mere typist. You would be out of your depth in a parking lot puddle. You could type every thing you know on the subject on back of a microscopic postage stamp and still have room leftover for a shopping list. A long period of non-posting would be most welcome on your part. As Ellen Glasgow once remarked: "He knows so little and knows it so fluently." Reading your post is less interesting than watching paint dry. If wit was spit, your mouth would be drier than a shallow well in an African heat wave. Do yourself and everyone else a favor: take a fatal overdose of your medication. Maybe you wouldn't come across as such a jellyfish-sucking mental midget if you didn't have an intellect rivaled only by the Village Idiot's stupider brother; if your weren't so fat that a "Place Your Billboard Ad Here" is printed on each of your butt cheeks, or if you didn't have a face that makes Medusa look like a supermodel. Nah, of course you would. Finally, take a look at this map. See this little tiny island, way out in the Pacific Ocean? That's where the people who care live.
October 6, 200717 yr Sorry. I don't speak retardese. Can you get someone to translate into meaningful English before you post, please? I suggest you hone your writing skills before applying borrowed glories as a mere typist. You would be out of your depth in a parking lot puddle. You could type every thing you know on the subject on back of a microscopic postage stamp and still have room leftover for a shopping list. A long period of non-posting would be most welcome on your part. As Ellen Glasgow once remarked: "He knows so little and knows it so fluently." Reading your post is less interesting than watching paint dry. If wit was spit, your mouth would be drier than a shallow well in an African heat wave. Do yourself and everyone else a favor: take a fatal overdose of your medication. Maybe you wouldn't come across as such a jellyfish-sucking mental midget if you didn't have an intellect rivaled only by the Village Idiot's stupider brother; if your weren't so fat that a "Place Your Billboard Ad Here" is printed on each of your butt cheeks, or if you didn't have a face that makes Medusa look like a supermodel. Nah, of course you would. Finally, take a look at this map. See this little tiny island, way out in the Pacific Ocean? That's where the people who care live. I see that you are fluent in Gibbering Moronese. Unfortunately, I'm not. You generate more waffle than the waffle making machine in a waffle factory. I suggest you hone your writing skills before applying borrowed glories as a mere typist. Here's a tip: no one will ever know that you've had a lobotomy if you wear a wig to hide to the scars; stop posting your drivel on message boards, and learn to control the slobbering. You must have a very large brain to hold such a vast amount of sheer ignorance. Oh well, at least you only charge what your free advice is worth. How true is Stanislaw J. Lec's famous remark: "Every now and then you meet someone whose ignorance is encyclopedic." Calling you dull is a gross underestimation of just how tedious you are. You have the personality of a damp sponge and the appeal of a moldy sweat sock. If you called the Suicide Hotline, they'd say: "Go ahead. Do it!" Maybe you wouldn't come across as such a jellyfish-sucking mental midget if your father didn't screw a plant and raised a blooming idiot; if your weren't so fat that a "Place Your Billboard Ad Here" is printed on each of your butt cheeks, or if you didn't have a face that would give Freddie Kruger nightmares. No, come to think of it, you would. Finally, why don't you go and get lost somewhere where they don't have a "found" department?
October 6, 200717 yr old, pretty sure i posted that before since i used to for like a month straight, lol
