Coiffeur_En_Flame
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The biggest troll in the US is sitting in the Oval Office right now, right Theo?
Coiff.
Coiff.
The biggest troll in the US is sitting in the Oval Office right now, right Theo?
Coiff.
What ????
I did not know Not Right In The Head was a custodian in the Oval Office
Nope, just the custodian here. And hey, I see some refuse to clean up.
I don't find much shameful about ties to Wal-Mart. Wal-Mart just opened one of their mega-stores in Cleveland and it's highly popular amongst people of all persuasions, especially those towards the bottom end of the economic spectrum. I don't personally shop there because I hate crowds of people and stores that are too big. This is just my own personal problem, though. Perhaps even a psychological disorder I suffer from. The crowds of people should tell you something. The people like it, so it can't be so bad. Well, unless you hate the people. Which maybe you do.
According to some guy who at one point in his life sunk so low as to work for minimum wage at a K-Mart, I cannot post on this topic without being a "troll."
Oh, in your reply, please bring up more things I've allegedly done on private web cam to people who chose to view my prviate web cam, completely unrelated to any message board or anything any SoLow Terms of Service applies to, as if that "proves" what a troll I am. You're the one who's been banned from a Morrissey message board for trolling, not me.
Weird how SoLowers don't seem to care.
I still don't know that a 'troll' actually is Apart from the Three Billygoats version.
The New York Times embedded a journalist with some Internet trolls and this interesting article was the result: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/03/m...ner=permalink&exprod=permalink&pagewanted=all
It would be intersting to see if trolls are mainly men or women.
If I was ashamed of it, I wouldn't have written about it.
I envy you for working at K-Mart, where maybe you'd be surrounded by some interesting products at least. My minimum wage days were spent in a Home Depot-like place, selling wingnuts to elderly men. Despite the mind-numbing horrors of the day-to-day grind it was probably one of the most enjoyable jobs I've ever had-- no real responsibility whatsoever. The main thing it lacked were items to tamper with (spitting on the burgers, dropping flies in the chicken batter). It's barely a victory at all to drop nose-pickings into the can of paint in the mixer while the customer's back is turned. We didn't even have many haggard-looking masturbators shuffling around the aisles to liven things up. Still, not a bad job-- you don't realize it until later, but when you're as bored and demoralized as everyone else, including management, it creates a fun environment.