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Belligerent Ghoul
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Mr. Improper:
You are a complete hypocrite that has said nobody should be banned. You are just bowing down to Devils & Celtics, a piece of shit American, Garbage State, sports following scum bucket who secretly loves Bon Jovi, Bruce Springsteen & The Mighty Ducks!
It's funny how you have stated that you have seen LDC in a "thong" when: 1) she is happily married and also having an affair with the towel boy for the New Jersey Devils, 2) you have never met in the real world, 3) she is much too scared of you to send you her post breast implant photo, despite the fact that Lucy, from Chicago, described you as "puny."
LDC is tolerated here, not because she adds anything insightful. The bitch has never said one profound thing about Moz. Not one thing. Hey, but then neither have most people who make their way to this site. The only people that can speak intelligently about Morrissey are: Morrissey, The Brits, The Irish, Loafing Oaf (wherever that lovely person is from), ME ME ME, certain persons in Chat like Girl Unafraid, Girl Drowning, The Sundown Playboy, Grim O Grady, etc, who wipe the floor with you Pimp, & some users of the Main Page. I mean if the Brits even took the time to piss on you, and I don't mean "take the piss," I mean pee yellow on your sorry face, it would be an honor, because their piss contains more insight into Moz than does your pea-sized brain. As a result, you Mr. Improper, fall into the category of "half wit / f***wit" when it comes to talking about Morrissey and something less than that when it comes to discussing anything & everything else.
So then, LDC exists here to "calm you down." She "serves as Pimp's therapist." She fools/schools you into thinking that somebody here actually cares about you and what you have to say. Behind your back, LDC, is laughing, emailing, & instant messaging, her arse off about what an imbecile you are. If not for this "sedating factor" that LDC has on you, she'd be forgotten faster than last night's ESPN report.
You can't fault anyone who is less than 25 for their knowledge of Moz (which would have meant they were just 15 when Vauxhall was released) and/or someone who just got into him very recently. What's your excuse Pimp? You have lied about your age here claiming that you "Found The Fountain of Youth" but all we know for sure is that you "Fell In" and hit your head something wicked. Since we graduated H.S. in exactly the same year, you are about 30, Joshua. But you don't know your Moz. In fact, you don't know anymore that what KROQ spoon fed you when you were in a pimple pecker ploppy paedo pimp at Riverslime Lowschool for the mentally retarded & incurably/criminally insane. "You have never been in love, until you you've seen the sunrise, behind the school for the dumb." Where did you get this B.A. you claim to possess, Pimp? Cal. State Dunce? And what did you major in? Surely, not English, because you don't even know how to write you illiterate creature of perpetual mental darkness. You are gutter filth. You are the scum, under the gum, under my shoes. You are just a street urchin. You are worse than what the cat dragged in. I'd venture to guess that porn stars, like your mom, who don't wipe the cum of their faces after they f*** 700 strangers are cleaner than you. You make Ron Jeremy look like Mickey Mouse.
The audacity of it all! That LDC would actually want me banned when I hardly said a word to her...just trolled her a couple times @ being such an obvious "American," and suggested she take in a foreign film, go to the museum, etc. These were all things to make her a more well rounded person, because she has evidenced a modicum of intelligence which suggests that her initial prognosis of "Downs' Syndrome" was in err. In addition, I noticed how after that list we did not hear much from LDC for a couple weeks. And my strong hunch is that after reading my list LDC thought "gee, I am a smart woman, there is more to life than Ice Hockey, beer, potato chips, and reruns of Ally McBeal, let's go out & do some of what Ghoul has suggested." She will never admit to this of course, but my 7th sense tells me so. Notice how she claims to have not watched the Superbowl and instead attended an exhibit in Manhattan of Salvador Dali's pre Surrealist works? That's my influence, Pimpy. All mine. I've changed LDC's life forever. She owes me tickets to a Ducks vs. Devils game at whatever hell hole & complete dump those slap shooters with the ugly uniforms play in. It surely can't match the glory, the splendor, and the absolute rapture, that is: The Arrowhead Pond. I have had more of an impact on LDC than even you, someone she is purportedly friendly with...but wherein she has made damn sure that all of your contacts with her are traceable to a computer in Sri Lanka owned by a guy named "Shankar." I know, because I bought a "magic flying carpet" from him in The Summer of Ceylon Love ('03).
You see, jackass, it's not okay to say you like BG, but the silent majority do, as indicated by the fact that for me to get 100 hits on a post is nothing. And those who condemn me, even in this very post, will have laughed about 20-30 times before firing their salvos of righteous indignation. They just can't say so, at least not under their registered names, because "people who are nice" don't. I can get all these hits whenever I feel like it. Why? The Howard Stern factor? I don't listen to the guy but "Private Parts" wasn't a bad film. There's a couple ways. The easy way, cheating way, and method which does not account in the official statistics being compiled by she-who-shall-not-be-named (aka "Lord Fatamort"): Post a Pic of Moz. The harder better way, do something creative, outrageous, worthwhile, profound. Start a discussion, post a general query, create a worthy poll. Make people laugh! Give a little something to our Moz life, to our Moz life. And I do, Ass Clown. I do. Try it someday when you receive a lobotomy and have a baboon's brain transplanted into your near empty skull.
You should feel honored that I even took the time to Troll you.
"The sorriest, biggest, filthiest, worthless piece of shit on the face of the earth."
I know you are, but what am I?
You are a complete hypocrite that has said nobody should be banned. You are just bowing down to Devils & Celtics, a piece of shit American, Garbage State, sports following scum bucket who secretly loves Bon Jovi, Bruce Springsteen & The Mighty Ducks!
It's funny how you have stated that you have seen LDC in a "thong" when: 1) she is happily married and also having an affair with the towel boy for the New Jersey Devils, 2) you have never met in the real world, 3) she is much too scared of you to send you her post breast implant photo, despite the fact that Lucy, from Chicago, described you as "puny."
LDC is tolerated here, not because she adds anything insightful. The bitch has never said one profound thing about Moz. Not one thing. Hey, but then neither have most people who make their way to this site. The only people that can speak intelligently about Morrissey are: Morrissey, The Brits, The Irish, Loafing Oaf (wherever that lovely person is from), ME ME ME, certain persons in Chat like Girl Unafraid, Girl Drowning, The Sundown Playboy, Grim O Grady, etc, who wipe the floor with you Pimp, & some users of the Main Page. I mean if the Brits even took the time to piss on you, and I don't mean "take the piss," I mean pee yellow on your sorry face, it would be an honor, because their piss contains more insight into Moz than does your pea-sized brain. As a result, you Mr. Improper, fall into the category of "half wit / f***wit" when it comes to talking about Morrissey and something less than that when it comes to discussing anything & everything else.
So then, LDC exists here to "calm you down." She "serves as Pimp's therapist." She fools/schools you into thinking that somebody here actually cares about you and what you have to say. Behind your back, LDC, is laughing, emailing, & instant messaging, her arse off about what an imbecile you are. If not for this "sedating factor" that LDC has on you, she'd be forgotten faster than last night's ESPN report.
You can't fault anyone who is less than 25 for their knowledge of Moz (which would have meant they were just 15 when Vauxhall was released) and/or someone who just got into him very recently. What's your excuse Pimp? You have lied about your age here claiming that you "Found The Fountain of Youth" but all we know for sure is that you "Fell In" and hit your head something wicked. Since we graduated H.S. in exactly the same year, you are about 30, Joshua. But you don't know your Moz. In fact, you don't know anymore that what KROQ spoon fed you when you were in a pimple pecker ploppy paedo pimp at Riverslime Lowschool for the mentally retarded & incurably/criminally insane. "You have never been in love, until you you've seen the sunrise, behind the school for the dumb." Where did you get this B.A. you claim to possess, Pimp? Cal. State Dunce? And what did you major in? Surely, not English, because you don't even know how to write you illiterate creature of perpetual mental darkness. You are gutter filth. You are the scum, under the gum, under my shoes. You are just a street urchin. You are worse than what the cat dragged in. I'd venture to guess that porn stars, like your mom, who don't wipe the cum of their faces after they f*** 700 strangers are cleaner than you. You make Ron Jeremy look like Mickey Mouse.
The audacity of it all! That LDC would actually want me banned when I hardly said a word to her...just trolled her a couple times @ being such an obvious "American," and suggested she take in a foreign film, go to the museum, etc. These were all things to make her a more well rounded person, because she has evidenced a modicum of intelligence which suggests that her initial prognosis of "Downs' Syndrome" was in err. In addition, I noticed how after that list we did not hear much from LDC for a couple weeks. And my strong hunch is that after reading my list LDC thought "gee, I am a smart woman, there is more to life than Ice Hockey, beer, potato chips, and reruns of Ally McBeal, let's go out & do some of what Ghoul has suggested." She will never admit to this of course, but my 7th sense tells me so. Notice how she claims to have not watched the Superbowl and instead attended an exhibit in Manhattan of Salvador Dali's pre Surrealist works? That's my influence, Pimpy. All mine. I've changed LDC's life forever. She owes me tickets to a Ducks vs. Devils game at whatever hell hole & complete dump those slap shooters with the ugly uniforms play in. It surely can't match the glory, the splendor, and the absolute rapture, that is: The Arrowhead Pond. I have had more of an impact on LDC than even you, someone she is purportedly friendly with...but wherein she has made damn sure that all of your contacts with her are traceable to a computer in Sri Lanka owned by a guy named "Shankar." I know, because I bought a "magic flying carpet" from him in The Summer of Ceylon Love ('03).
You see, jackass, it's not okay to say you like BG, but the silent majority do, as indicated by the fact that for me to get 100 hits on a post is nothing. And those who condemn me, even in this very post, will have laughed about 20-30 times before firing their salvos of righteous indignation. They just can't say so, at least not under their registered names, because "people who are nice" don't. I can get all these hits whenever I feel like it. Why? The Howard Stern factor? I don't listen to the guy but "Private Parts" wasn't a bad film. There's a couple ways. The easy way, cheating way, and method which does not account in the official statistics being compiled by she-who-shall-not-be-named (aka "Lord Fatamort"): Post a Pic of Moz. The harder better way, do something creative, outrageous, worthwhile, profound. Start a discussion, post a general query, create a worthy poll. Make people laugh! Give a little something to our Moz life, to our Moz life. And I do, Ass Clown. I do. Try it someday when you receive a lobotomy and have a baboon's brain transplanted into your near empty skull.
You should feel honored that I even took the time to Troll you.
"The sorriest, biggest, filthiest, worthless piece of shit on the face of the earth."
I know you are, but what am I?
