Uh Oh...Looks Like I've Touched A Nerve Or Two!

Alright. C'mon, let's knock this shit off. Skylarker is an asshole with a heart of gold (REALLY!). And BTW, he works his ass off and has a REAL job. I may have exaggerated a bit about the ice cream truck thing. I was pretty pissed off at him. But.....almost 4 years later, after many ridiculous feuds, I still consider him a friend. Hell, I even love the guy. And when he was on here being a shit and posting garbage about me, I still loved him. So, I am here now to defend him. Actually, why don't you make fun of me instead? I can't hold a job to save my life. I have OCD. I have fake boobs. Have at it. Let me know if you need more info- I've got TONS of dirt on myself.

Visitors to 'The Pigsty' should read the sticky:
adult themes and 'humour', no quarter-take no prisoners- no-one gets outta here alive, etc.
No juveniles under 16/18/21 [refer to your local county/state/country rules]
Skylarker is free to leave The Pigsty at any stage.

Skylarker has already 'shared with the group' that he is a continental logistics manager for Ben & Jerry's and that, without his constant efforts, the range of ice-cream sold from his nation's mobile trucks would be very, very poor.

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I'm afraid i can't diss you as I don't have time to research and destroy everyone's persona! My time here comes to and end shortly, possibly tonight, or maybe after the opening of the London 2012 Paralympics: will NSAM be the theme? etc. Actually, I'd like to see a 'mentalist' Olympics as well, the high-jump/pole vault for vertigo sufferers, the OCD hurdles where if you knock one over you have to set it back up before continuing, psychotic judo: the comedic possibilities are simply endless for a cruel, evil monster such as myself.

Of course, Kerisssteeen Yooong was slighty awry in designating this as an asylum for '3 Mental Patients' as that is entirely disrespectful of those with genuine mental health challenges. The lame sociopaths here are just........silly? Inconsequential? A waste of pixels, perhaps? So much for the 'there be monsters' infamy of Morrissey-Solo. Not one single punch has been landed on me/us/them.

You mention a REAL job. I'm not aware of any UNREAL jobs. Is that an American thing? The saddest thing in all this is that Skylarker is so insecure as a little chump-chimp that he cannot take pride and joy in bringing pleasure to young children in his vitally important job. I'd love to be an ice-cream salesman but it wouldn't generate enough funds to cover my lavish overheads, hence I'm enslaved as an Alpha Male in a Zero Hedge type situation trying to keep it all rolling along.

How can I make fun of you when you so clearly have an entirely sensible and rational sense of ego boundaries and self-esteem, not to mention a playful style entirely absent of passive-aggressive red buttons to push? We are all on a spectrum of OCD, darling, darling, darling, darling! See: if i use that word, I have to repeat it 4,4,4,4 times. !Diva imagines my sperm somehow drips from the screen onto his keyboard and then compulsively washes his hands for 4,4,4,4 hours: it's nothing to be ashamed of! Again, the '4' thing was triggered....[sigh]

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We are all Moz's children! We are all in this together! Until we find something slightly more interesting to do. Like watching bindweed grow.

Now, keep those boobies under observation. There's been some right old horror stories here in the UK about that type of thing. I hope your newboobs made you feel 'Hot!' and were a sound investment. Srsly, you'd have to work very hard to find a 'grossly offensive' niche here as Skyfarter has just about claimed them all in a deeply Alanis Morrissey ironic malapropism kind of way. Except he.....not.....very....good...at...it.....aawww!

I guess it's funny in one way to watch our colonial cousins struggling to escape the swamp/dead-end of post-modernity whilst we Brits effortlessly morph into post-post modernity and 'sincerity is the new black'. Of course, there's always the ocassional Brit klutz who imagines that 'Ab-Fab' is still somehow 'cutting edge' after the disastrous Xmas special. Hi Iona!

If you want to post some gifs of your enhanced tits then I'm not going to stop you. But I'm not going to be impressed by such exhibitionism either. Frankly, I cannot imagine anything that would actually shock me anymore. I'm a jaded old libertine these days and deeply bored by 'outrage' as a concept, tactic, trope. That's why Morrissey tires me and is no longer brought to my tent as a dancing girl.

If I pop back here to comment on Moz's attempts to troll the US election I'll say hello. And now doubt Skylarker/!Diva and the other one will have crept back to 'have the last word/jpeg/gif' once they're sure I'm gone. 'Davie' actually turned up here and said 'Is he gone, yet?' And dear Kewpie designated me a troll and confirmed my I.P address didn't match someone whose style apparently approximates mine. Whatever!........simply priceless Jim Carey-esque lulz!!!!!

Enjoy your tits.
Enjoy your life.
I hope your recovery from the Morrissey Hoax is not too traumatic.

Goodbye 'Nightingale'.
Please don't expect an encore. You're very lucky to have been addressed by me at all.

regards

Prince Harry's 'minder': BrummieBoy
 
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According to the comments I received on those reputation points or whatever the f*** they are, there are multiple people who want to see my tits. So shut the f*** up, you f***ing asstard. I'm a friend of Skylarker's, and his opinion is the only one that really matters to me. Not a bunch of smug dickholes like you. He ASKED ME to stick around. So I will. So f*** you.

Jesus, another high maintenance wacko broad.
 
According to the comments I received on those reputation points or whatever the f*** they are, there are multiple people who want to see my tits. So shut the f*** up, you f***ing asstard. I'm a friend of Skylarker's, and his opinion is the only one that really matters to me. Not a bunch of smug dickholes like you. He ASKED ME to stick around. So I will. So f*** you.

Lol..
 
According to the comments I received on those reputation points or whatever the f*** they are, there are multiple people who want to see my tits. So shut the f*** up, you f***ing asstard. I'm a friend of Skylarker's, and his opinion is the only one that really matters to me. Not a bunch of smug dickholes like you. He ASKED ME to stick around. So I will. So f*** you.

Breathe in....and relax.....breathe in.....and relax. Visualise yourself in a forest clearing on a beautiful summer's day. All around you are gentle breezes. See ahead of you a figure emerging from the forest bathed in blue, calming light, who whispers to you "there is a light and it never goes out'.......breathe in.......and relax...........count slowly from 10 to 1....open your eyes........

I have no doubt Skylarker is desperately rounding up the troops for The Final Conflict with BrummieBoy, even though he begged Iona not to talk to 'it'......lols to the max! Only one problem: you can only have a 'troll war' between equals. Skylarker bares his silly chimpanzee bottom and throws his faeces at me and my response: A thermonuclear bomb! Some contest......'sigh'......I'm getting bored now, and I'm needed over at The Leonard Cohen Files to subtly and ingeniously ferret out the details of the Hop Farm debacle and why he appears to have turned into a greedy thoughtless bastard.....yeah, right......let's blame Ticketmaster again. Don't think so.

You did get a further response but really, as always: it was just another excuse for me to talk about me/us/them/ 'it'. lulz!. Could anything possibly be more fascinating than sitting typing this intentionally-ironic narcissistic drivel for such a 'discerning' audience of the intellectual cogniscenti of L.Ron Mozzizzey 'fanz'?

I wonder what Westboro Baptist Church are up to......[yawns. scratches balls. lightbulb! whisky and soda+macadamias]

regards, regards, regards, regards [damn! that OCD 4 thing again, 4444, aaaargh!]

regards:rolleyes:
 
Breathe in....and relax.....breathe in.....and relax. Visualise yourself in a forest clearing on a beautiful summer's day. All around you are gentle breezes. See ahead of you a figure emerging from the forest bathed in blue, calming light, who whispers to you "there is a light and it never goes out'.......breathe in.......and relax...........count slowly from 10 to 1....open your eyes........

A Xanax would be quicker.
 
That's it in a nutshell.

We can further 'shrink' it to just 'nut'.......clearly i was wrong about the absence of passive-aggressive 'red buttons' in Nightingale's fascinating psyche! *facepalm*

regards

ps: your blog/book looks very nourishing. we've added it to our list. best wishes.
 
We can further 'shrink' it to just 'nut'.......clearly i was wrong about the absence of passive-aggressive 'red buttons' in Nightingale's fascinating psyche! *facepalm*

regards

ps: your blog/book looks very nourishing. we've added it to our list. best wishes.

Many thanks.
 
Breathe in....and relax.....breathe in.....and relax. Visualise yourself in a forest clearing on a beautiful summer's day. All around you are gentle breezes. See ahead of you a figure emerging from the forest bathed in blue, calming light, who whispers to you "there is a light and it never goes out'.......breathe in.......and relax...........count slowly from 10 to 1....open your eyes........

I have no doubt Skylarker is desperately rounding up the troops for The Final Conflict with BrummieBoy, even though he begged Iona not to talk to 'it'......lols to the max! Only one problem: you can only have a 'troll war' between equals. Skylarker bares his silly chimpanzee bottom and throws his faeces at me and my response: A thermonuclear bomb! Some contest......'sigh'......I'm getting bored now, and I'm needed over at The Leonard Cohen Files to subtly and ingeniously ferret out the details of the Hop Farm debacle and why he appears to have turned into a greedy thoughtless bastard.....yeah, right......let's blame Ticketmaster again. Don't think so.

You did get a further response but really, as always: it was just another excuse for me to talk about me/us/them/ 'it'. lulz!. Could anything possibly be more fascinating than sitting typing this intentionally-ironic narcissistic drivel for such a 'discerning' audience of the intellectual cogniscenti of L.Ron Mozzizzey 'fanz'?

I wonder what Westboro Baptist Church are up to......[yawns. scratches balls. lightbulb! whisky and soda+macadamias]

regards, regards, regards, regards [damn! that OCD 4 thing again, 4444, aaaargh!]

regards:rolleyes:

I'm not gearing up for any "war" with you, you ass. You're a clown. There's no dance in your posts...no finesse, no moxie.

Sorry, buddy.
 
Oh look, people who don't like me. Wow. I wasn't expecting that. AT ALL. Jesus Christ, who asked for your opinion? You both seem to have the sense of humor and personality of a turd, so why I'm even responding is beyond me. Have a day.

'Have a day'? isn't it have a nice chicken-shit, pink slime kenf***y fried chick-a-fil 'nice' day?
You won't win 'employee of the month' now. Never mind

Attributing psychological features to human excrement: a very serious symptom, but exactly which 'personality disorder' are we dealing with here?

regards-ha!-ha!-ha!
ha! ha! ha!

[cue lame YouTube link to WHIWOFBS from the irrepressible 'resident wit' as in 'dimwit' Skylarker!
 
What the f*** are you laughing at?

She's laughing at you. And Nightingale.

Like everyone else!

Please carry on. The Tokyo market doesn't open till after midnight. I'm saving the mad sex session for 3:00am so 'we have all the time in the world!......call me a fggt gay nggr spc again: talk durty to me, ice-cream man! Shoot that vanilla jism all over my man boobs.....

ha ha! regard you are!
[floyd-animals-link. bit obscure, but never mind, pearls before swine]
 
She's laughing at you. And Nightingale.

Like everyone else!

Please carry on. The Tokyo market doesn't open till after midnight. I'm saving the mad sex session for 3:00am so 'we have all the time in the world!......call me a fggt gay nggr spc again: talk durty to me, ice-cream man! Shoot that vanilla jism all over my man boobs.....

ha ha! regard you are!
[floyd-animals-link. bit obscure, but never mind, pearls before swine]

You consider a Pink Floyd reference obscure? LOL. You probably thought your Modern Lovers quote was really out there, too.

Anyway it's funny if Geezer was laughing at Nightingale, because Nightingale's been telling me behind the scenes to ease up on her (CG) because CG seems like a nice person who is just in a little over her head.

But more than anything else, I just find it funny that Crystal Geezer thinks she is in a position to mock anyone. For anything. Ever.

Anyway yeah, so let's see...your main source of amusement with me is your insistence that...I drive an ice cream truck. OK. And where did you get this information? Oh yes...Thesmithsmorrissey. And where is he now? Exactly.

And where did he get his information? In a PM from Nightingale who was angry and made up a bunch of shit...which she just admitted to. But maybe you missed that part.

But c'mon, I want to hear more ice cream truck jokes.
 
I'm not gearing up for any "war" with you, you ass. You're a clown. There's no dance in your posts...no finesse, no moxie.

Sorry, buddy.

Go feltch Mitch's clown-ass, bitch!

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and take that rancid tampon outta Nightingale' front bottom: at last a diagnosis -toxic shock syndrome! iz emurgenzy!!!

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I'm so fletch, must make you retch!

reeeeeeeeegarrrrrrrdzzzzzz!!!!!!!!:lbf:
 
I think she was speaking to the heterosexual population, man.

yes, but which particular saggy failed-tit-replacement fetish segment of the porn market?

am i being a bit 'unkind'? i'm such a 'nice' person, really.....when i remember to take my Seroquel, of course.

regards
 
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