quickdodgeŽ
12-01-2005, 04:58 AM
I'll tell you what you fuccin flamer. Asshole, do yourself and everyone else a favor: disconnect your computer from the Internet. Keep typing. Maybe, someday, you'll randomly type something semi-intelligent. Wouldn't clues have more room to fit in your head if you got rid of some of the gobbledygook in there? However, I'll consider letting you have the last word if you guarantee it will be your last. To quote Thomas Brackett Reed: "They never open their mouths without subtracting from the sum of human knowledge."
I'm busy trying to imagine you with a personality. Maybe you'd be less boring once I got to know you, but I don't want to take that chance. You have the warm personal charm of a millipede and about as much class as a bucket of mucous lodged on top of a dumpster in a Blue Light district of New Jersey. Maybe you wouldn't be such a Jerk-In-The-Box if that pimple on your ass hadn't turned out to be a brain tumor; or if you didn't have a face that makes Medusa look like a supermodel. No, come to think of it, you would. Please try to have some small idea of what in the hell you're talking about before you try to post again. So there. I'm going to go tell my mommy on you. You're going to go to time-out. Later, QD.
I'm busy trying to imagine you with a personality. Maybe you'd be less boring once I got to know you, but I don't want to take that chance. You have the warm personal charm of a millipede and about as much class as a bucket of mucous lodged on top of a dumpster in a Blue Light district of New Jersey. Maybe you wouldn't be such a Jerk-In-The-Box if that pimple on your ass hadn't turned out to be a brain tumor; or if you didn't have a face that makes Medusa look like a supermodel. No, come to think of it, you would. Please try to have some small idea of what in the hell you're talking about before you try to post again. So there. I'm going to go tell my mommy on you. You're going to go to time-out. Later, QD.