Douchebag Chronicles was honored to be invited to the Paw and Drummy compound to interview P1's Elder Statesman and Linguistic Laureate, Lighteningpaw, and his equally lettered wife, Drummy.
DC: Paw, we know that you have been raising children for 30 years now, tell us your philosophy on rearing our future.
Paw:kids dotn ned to be in a chat room they need more home work
DC: Right, yes. Now what about children and religion. Do you approve?
Paw: by law some one gives your kid a bible and you don't agree you can have them arested and jaild
DC: Drummy, we understand you have recently received your doctorate in Chat Psychiatry. Pardon my disrespect, I mean Dr. Drummy. Please, lend us your insights.
Dr. Drummy: anti social behavior mixed with a false sense of superier and god like feelings breeds a crimanal schitzophrenic tendancies
DC: So, in your learned estimation you think that those who are superior to others is a harmful thing?
Dr. Drummy: i think that a persons disillusion of superiority can be damageing
DC: Paw, we understand Dr. Drummy may be pregnant. Are congratulations in order?
Paw: she ant pregnat she a hipperconderact
DC: Response, Doctor?
Dr. Drummy: im a crone i feel it in my bones
Paw: smilling_prince hey ass hole all ways im a women with 36m usa fuck tard????????
( It was at this point that Dr. Drummy abruptly halted our interview, as Paw apparently suffered some sort of siezure.)
We would like to thank Paw and Drum for grunting out such golden logs of unedited chat shit.
Now for something completely different.
Click the link below for fresh, hot P1 video hatred!
The Academy would like to congratulate Percival Pertwee for his Outstanding Achievement in Video Excellence.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOAYaTyi4Vs
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Suicide Mission: Where we try to persuade Surry to kill herself.
Surry, I am on a mission. It is two-fold.
One is to tell you the unvarnished, butt fucking ugly truth about yourself.
The second being the hoped for by-product of that...
Your suicide.
You SERIOUSLY, no joking, need psychiatric help.
But I don't want that to happen. I want you to continue to self-medicate, but you need to pick up the pace, honey. This slow death thing will not do. You are only prolonging your misery, and the misery of everyone in your sphere.
The misery of your family, who you are an embarrassment to. They are ashamed at your drunken tirades at family functions. They fear their children will turn out like you. You are the only one of your siblings who is a failure. The only one who has ever had a warrant out for their arrest for failure to appear for the DUI you got.
You will never have children because of your two abortions. Every time you see your nieces and nephews, you are reminded of your awful deeds.
The way you willingly, voluntarily, allowed them to stick a hose up you and vacuum your babies out like dirty water from a dark cold basement.
Have you ever seen an aborted baby? They come out in chunks. Tiny innocent limbs rent asunder from fragile, transparent bodies.
You did this.
YOU.
Bleed out.
You are OBSESSED with three people who in reality, are nothing more than pixels. Points of digital color control your mind and emotions.
Your response to them is Pavlovian. The bell of their memory dings in your brain, and you bark like the substitute baby you have.
You talk about them incessantly. Think about them when they aren't there.
Stew about them in your lonely offline life.
Dream about them.
Drink yourself into a demented stupor over them. You are jealous you can't be like them, or have them.
This is the Truth.
Bleed out.
You are hideous to behold. You are ugly of countenance, carriage, body, mind, speech, thought and action.
There is not one thing interesting, fascinating, compelling, or enchanting about you.
Not.
One.
This is the Truth.
Bleed out.
Every man you have ever managed to get has cheated on you or left you.
Every.
One.
You have stalked men online. Called them at their homes. Begged them to leave their wives for you. Begged them to love you. You cry on VC over men who are disgusted by your repugnant, rotten mind and body, and who do not want you. There isn't a single cell in your being that is sexy or attractive.
You are a world class, Olympic level penis shrinker.
You have threatened men at work with false sexual harassment charges if they refused to talk to you.
This is the Truth.
Bleed out.
Which brings us to your drinking.
Ever smell a drunk, Korie?
Their breath? Their sweat?
The booze emanates from them in great malodorous vapors, with undertones of vomit and urine.
This is you.
You stink.
And, my. What an angry drunk you are.
You drink to kill the pain of the reality of what you are, and spew it forth in great torrents to splatter everyone in your proximity with it.
This is the Truth.
Bleed out.
You claim to be the soul of compassion and love. If this is truly the view you hold of yourself, then for once in your life, do something positive for your family, friends, society, and the world, and...
BLEED THE FUCK OUT.
We implore you to not be dissuaded from suicide by others.
They only want to keep you around for juxtaposition.
One is to tell you the unvarnished, butt fucking ugly truth about yourself.
The second being the hoped for by-product of that...
Your suicide.
You SERIOUSLY, no joking, need psychiatric help.
But I don't want that to happen. I want you to continue to self-medicate, but you need to pick up the pace, honey. This slow death thing will not do. You are only prolonging your misery, and the misery of everyone in your sphere.
The misery of your family, who you are an embarrassment to. They are ashamed at your drunken tirades at family functions. They fear their children will turn out like you. You are the only one of your siblings who is a failure. The only one who has ever had a warrant out for their arrest for failure to appear for the DUI you got.
You will never have children because of your two abortions. Every time you see your nieces and nephews, you are reminded of your awful deeds.
The way you willingly, voluntarily, allowed them to stick a hose up you and vacuum your babies out like dirty water from a dark cold basement.
Have you ever seen an aborted baby? They come out in chunks. Tiny innocent limbs rent asunder from fragile, transparent bodies.
You did this.
YOU.
Bleed out.
You are OBSESSED with three people who in reality, are nothing more than pixels. Points of digital color control your mind and emotions.
Your response to them is Pavlovian. The bell of their memory dings in your brain, and you bark like the substitute baby you have.
You talk about them incessantly. Think about them when they aren't there.
Stew about them in your lonely offline life.
Dream about them.
Drink yourself into a demented stupor over them. You are jealous you can't be like them, or have them.
This is the Truth.
Bleed out.
You are hideous to behold. You are ugly of countenance, carriage, body, mind, speech, thought and action.
There is not one thing interesting, fascinating, compelling, or enchanting about you.
Not.
One.
This is the Truth.
Bleed out.
Every man you have ever managed to get has cheated on you or left you.
Every.
One.
You have stalked men online. Called them at their homes. Begged them to leave their wives for you. Begged them to love you. You cry on VC over men who are disgusted by your repugnant, rotten mind and body, and who do not want you. There isn't a single cell in your being that is sexy or attractive.
You are a world class, Olympic level penis shrinker.
You have threatened men at work with false sexual harassment charges if they refused to talk to you.
This is the Truth.
Bleed out.
Which brings us to your drinking.
Ever smell a drunk, Korie?
Their breath? Their sweat?
The booze emanates from them in great malodorous vapors, with undertones of vomit and urine.
This is you.
You stink.
And, my. What an angry drunk you are.
You drink to kill the pain of the reality of what you are, and spew it forth in great torrents to splatter everyone in your proximity with it.
This is the Truth.
Bleed out.
You claim to be the soul of compassion and love. If this is truly the view you hold of yourself, then for once in your life, do something positive for your family, friends, society, and the world, and...
BLEED THE FUCK OUT.
We implore you to not be dissuaded from suicide by others.
They only want to keep you around for juxtaposition.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Updates
Baby-ditchin' behemoth update
Remember this paragraph from the scribblings of one Fatsu?
"not many of you actually knew that he abused me on a regular basis, physically, verbally, emotionally and sexually. i did love him, but i was also afraid of him. . . i'm not afraid anymore. . . he's out of my house, unfortunately he's not out of my life, but i may be able to fix that by talking to the judge about all the abuse, i'm not sure yet. i will soon find out"
*sigh*
That is referring to her ex-husband.
Guess who she sloughed her kids off on so she could move out of state to be with the only P1 cock besides Greg that would have her.
That's right, bitches.
Her physically, verbally, emotionally and sexually abusive ex-husband.
Well, at least they don't have to watch their mother cram hair brushes up her twat on cam any more. Nice role modeling there, Fatsu.
Really.
That Mother of The Year Award will look fabulous adorning the filmy fake wood paneled walls of your love nest.
But, I mean really. Who are we to judge? Are we any better?
It's her life, damn it, and long as she is happy, that's what counts!
So, a big mazel tov to Fatsu and Zach on their blessed union.
To the kids, well...Yer on your own. Good luck!
Emma is crazier than a rat in a coffee can
The emotional vampire and attention leech that is Emma recently had ANOTHER psychotic break, and accused an old P1 reg half her age of stalking her. Of threatening to come to her house to whisk her away to an island paradise. And if she refused to go with him, he would kill her, her husband, her kids, and all the roaches in her house.
What he actually did, was threaten to tell her husband how while he is at work, she trolls for men on Yahoo.
When said same former reg was alerted to the accusations of stalking a bald, crazy old woman, he came in.
And Emma, for once in her sad waste of an existence, SHUT THE FUCK UP.
When she finally regained the power of speech, she couldn't seem to accuse the man and impugn his integrity to his face, but talked dramatically about how she had been damaged by the whole event.
What sweet, sweet solace it is that this lying, drug addled cunt has such a miserable life.
Congratulations.
No one deserves it more than you, Emma.
You've earned it!
*cuh-lick*
Special request
Wenchy is all lathered up that she hasn't had her name immortalized in bloggery yet. So here ya go. Just for you.
You penis collecting, cock absconding, pickle growing, salsa makin', mullet havin', man-eating, baby poking, kitten killing, puppy fucking, lacivious, prurient crumpet of ill repute.
Happy now?
Remember this paragraph from the scribblings of one Fatsu?
"not many of you actually knew that he abused me on a regular basis, physically, verbally, emotionally and sexually. i did love him, but i was also afraid of him. . . i'm not afraid anymore. . . he's out of my house, unfortunately he's not out of my life, but i may be able to fix that by talking to the judge about all the abuse, i'm not sure yet. i will soon find out"
*sigh*
That is referring to her ex-husband.
Guess who she sloughed her kids off on so she could move out of state to be with the only P1 cock besides Greg that would have her.
That's right, bitches.
Her physically, verbally, emotionally and sexually abusive ex-husband.
Well, at least they don't have to watch their mother cram hair brushes up her twat on cam any more. Nice role modeling there, Fatsu.
Really.
That Mother of The Year Award will look fabulous adorning the filmy fake wood paneled walls of your love nest.
But, I mean really. Who are we to judge? Are we any better?
It's her life, damn it, and long as she is happy, that's what counts!
So, a big mazel tov to Fatsu and Zach on their blessed union.
To the kids, well...Yer on your own. Good luck!
Emma is crazier than a rat in a coffee can
The emotional vampire and attention leech that is Emma recently had ANOTHER psychotic break, and accused an old P1 reg half her age of stalking her. Of threatening to come to her house to whisk her away to an island paradise. And if she refused to go with him, he would kill her, her husband, her kids, and all the roaches in her house.
What he actually did, was threaten to tell her husband how while he is at work, she trolls for men on Yahoo.
When said same former reg was alerted to the accusations of stalking a bald, crazy old woman, he came in.
And Emma, for once in her sad waste of an existence, SHUT THE FUCK UP.
When she finally regained the power of speech, she couldn't seem to accuse the man and impugn his integrity to his face, but talked dramatically about how she had been damaged by the whole event.
What sweet, sweet solace it is that this lying, drug addled cunt has such a miserable life.
Congratulations.
No one deserves it more than you, Emma.
You've earned it!
*cuh-lick*
Special request
Wenchy is all lathered up that she hasn't had her name immortalized in bloggery yet. So here ya go. Just for you.
You penis collecting, cock absconding, pickle growing, salsa makin', mullet havin', man-eating, baby poking, kitten killing, puppy fucking, lacivious, prurient crumpet of ill repute.
Happy now?
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Guess The P1 Behemoth!
This stunning 300 pound mother of 4 famous for cybering Greg, recently left her kids to move out of state to be with a one-eyed, jobless, drug addicted former prison bitch.
Does chat love know no bounds? Psh. Who needs kids anyway when you have a P1 stud!
"on the way back through the Canadian/New York border we got stopped by customs and they searched my car, they brought me and my daughter into the customs building to sit and wait while they asked Zach a million and a half fuckin' questions. . . . they took his bong"
"i think i'm gonna like living here. . . . i miss my kids, but i think other than that i'll like being here. i have lots of support here, so it's all good."
"not many of you actually knew that he abused me on a regular basis, physically, verbally, emotionally and sexually. i did love him, but i was also afraid of him. . . i'm not afraid anymore. . . he's out of my house, unfortunately he's not out of my life, but i may be able to fix that by talking to the judge about all the abuse, i'm not sure yet. i will soon find out *sigh*"
(I am quite sure the judge will be impressed by you abandoning your kids for Zach. The greatest man EVER!)
Yahoo! 360° - Tahtsu's Profile
Does chat love know no bounds? Psh. Who needs kids anyway when you have a P1 stud!
"on the way back through the Canadian/New York border we got stopped by customs and they searched my car, they brought me and my daughter into the customs building to sit and wait while they asked Zach a million and a half fuckin' questions. . . . they took his bong"
"i think i'm gonna like living here. . . . i miss my kids, but i think other than that i'll like being here. i have lots of support here, so it's all good."
"not many of you actually knew that he abused me on a regular basis, physically, verbally, emotionally and sexually. i did love him, but i was also afraid of him. . . i'm not afraid anymore. . . he's out of my house, unfortunately he's not out of my life, but i may be able to fix that by talking to the judge about all the abuse, i'm not sure yet. i will soon find out *sigh*"
(I am quite sure the judge will be impressed by you abandoning your kids for Zach. The greatest man EVER!)
Yahoo! 360° - Tahtsu's Profile
Monday, September 10, 2007
Guess the P1 Loser!
Here we have excerpts from the blog of a typical P1 goddess.
Thrill at her harrowing cross county treks to meet the latest chat love of her life!
Boggle at her epic stupidity!
Be inspired by her heroic struggle to get Internet access!
Barf as she willingly becomes a truck stop prostitute, only she is too dumb to charge!
Hurry now to the link below, before she figures out how to delete it!
"It is mid October and I have for the time being sworn off any internet relationships. Well, mainly I guess because I don't own a computer"
"Well, I finally got my power, and telephone service started again and got a few necessities furniture wise and bought a computer. I was back on my feet finally. I had internet."
"Sometime in the midst of all this, I got a computer. Of course I went back to chat and of course I started flirting and of course someone finally took the bait."
"Turns out he was only in it for the sex. We had a second date at the end of July and ended up sleeping together."
"But then the calls stopped. They didn't just taper off, they just point blank stopped. I sighed, held my head up, and went on my merry way."
"At about that same time i decided (i forget why now) to put myself back into the BDSM life"
"I Sat there crying in front of my computer and wondering what to do."
"And then I found out the truth. All the time I had been talking with J, he had been talking with Rose and telling her he loved her and wanted to be with her. What a sucker I was. Not the first time I've been cheated on, but with one of my own friends."
"I also have pmdd. For those who do not know what that is, it is short for pre-menstrual dysphoric disorder...basically pms times ten."
"We even agreed to drop the Dom/sub thing because I was too "strong to be a sub". Allow me an eyeroll here people. I am so stupid
sometimes."
"We were making love and things took a turn for the worst. He wanted something I didn't want to give and so he took it by force. I was anally raped. At the time I didn't realize it was rape. I know, how could I not know. I thought it was my fault; that I had led him to believe it was consensual"...
"The worst part of all this is that I continued to go out with him after a brief hiatus. He had told me he was falling in love with me. I should've seen right through it, but alas, I am just about the most gullible or naive person you could meet"
"Well, here we are and my former "dom" is out of my life. I went on with my life, such as it was. I worked, I game home, chatted, ate, slept. Nothing new happened, until one day..."
"The last was a young man of 19. Yes, just barely legal and I had known him for 3 years. I was torn needless to say."
"found out he was into BDSM. I wasn't but I was willling to accept that he was as long as he didn't force me into it (allow me to roll my eyes here, there was nothing I wouldn't do for him, I don't think murder would've been too extreme)"
"So I picked him up and brought him back. What followed was two months of living hell. He immediately started acting superior and I believe tricked me into the BDSM lifestyle"
"In November I not only had a very brief affair with a truck driver who was only interested in a truck-stop...so to speak. So the last time he asked me to come see him at his truck (yes his truck)"
Copy and paste the link to read all the horrifying details!
http://saxy555.blogspot.com/
Thrill at her harrowing cross county treks to meet the latest chat love of her life!
Boggle at her epic stupidity!
Be inspired by her heroic struggle to get Internet access!
Barf as she willingly becomes a truck stop prostitute, only she is too dumb to charge!
Hurry now to the link below, before she figures out how to delete it!
"It is mid October and I have for the time being sworn off any internet relationships. Well, mainly I guess because I don't own a computer"
"Well, I finally got my power, and telephone service started again and got a few necessities furniture wise and bought a computer. I was back on my feet finally. I had internet."
"Sometime in the midst of all this, I got a computer. Of course I went back to chat and of course I started flirting and of course someone finally took the bait."
"Turns out he was only in it for the sex. We had a second date at the end of July and ended up sleeping together."
"But then the calls stopped. They didn't just taper off, they just point blank stopped. I sighed, held my head up, and went on my merry way."
"At about that same time i decided (i forget why now) to put myself back into the BDSM life"
"I Sat there crying in front of my computer and wondering what to do."
"And then I found out the truth. All the time I had been talking with J, he had been talking with Rose and telling her he loved her and wanted to be with her. What a sucker I was. Not the first time I've been cheated on, but with one of my own friends."
"I also have pmdd. For those who do not know what that is, it is short for pre-menstrual dysphoric disorder...basically pms times ten."
"We even agreed to drop the Dom/sub thing because I was too "strong to be a sub". Allow me an eyeroll here people. I am so stupid
sometimes."
"We were making love and things took a turn for the worst. He wanted something I didn't want to give and so he took it by force. I was anally raped. At the time I didn't realize it was rape. I know, how could I not know. I thought it was my fault; that I had led him to believe it was consensual"...
"The worst part of all this is that I continued to go out with him after a brief hiatus. He had told me he was falling in love with me. I should've seen right through it, but alas, I am just about the most gullible or naive person you could meet"
"Well, here we are and my former "dom" is out of my life. I went on with my life, such as it was. I worked, I game home, chatted, ate, slept. Nothing new happened, until one day..."
"The last was a young man of 19. Yes, just barely legal and I had known him for 3 years. I was torn needless to say."
"found out he was into BDSM. I wasn't but I was willling to accept that he was as long as he didn't force me into it (allow me to roll my eyes here, there was nothing I wouldn't do for him, I don't think murder would've been too extreme)"
"So I picked him up and brought him back. What followed was two months of living hell. He immediately started acting superior and I believe tricked me into the BDSM lifestyle"
"In November I not only had a very brief affair with a truck driver who was only interested in a truck-stop...so to speak. So the last time he asked me to come see him at his truck (yes his truck)"
Copy and paste the link to read all the horrifying details!
http://saxy555.blogspot.com/
Saturday, September 8, 2007
In Memoriam
We pan across the the battle ground, smoke from the burning corpses hazing the morning light. The mortal remains of old guard lay collapsed in great heaps, bloating. In yonder ditch lay cats, and wolven and otherkin.
And in the back of the field, we find the carcass of the Queen. The Meta Cunt.
THE GRANIS.
Evidently, Morgy has posted on her 360 that she shan't be returning to P1 ever.
She has fled with her flock and found sanctuary on Paltalk.
We would like to thank the small but tenacious band of haters who worked so diligently to overthrow the government. The Granis has been ousted from its lair by means of treachery, guerrilla warfare, verbal assaults on the peasants, and anal rape of the flock.
Now, suck our collective bloody dick, bitch.
Thorgy's nipple suckers now have a safe place to chat. A place where they never ever have to hear the truth about themselves, where *huggles* flow like wine, and all that pesky, bothersome thinking is done for them.
We realize you may get homesick from time to time. But, thinking you can return home again like a dog back to its own vomit, may result in bloody raids on your village in the middle of the night.
And now as New Rome rises from the ashes of the old, we give you...
THE COMMANDMENTS
1. THOU SHALT NOT SUCK
2. PASSIVE AGGRESSION WILL NOT BE TOLERATED. ONLY BALLS OUT AGGRESSION IS APPROVED BY NEW ROME.
3.NAMES WITH 666, 420, 69, 93, 777, GOTHIC, MAGICK, 4U, 2U, WOLF, DRAGON, VAMPIRE, FAERIE, OR CONTAIN MISSPELLED WORDS OF ANY KIND, WILL BE SUMMARILY HUMILIATED WITHOUT MERCY.
4.STFU
5. THERE WILL BE NO ROLL PLAYING. YOU ARE NOT CATS, WOLVES, VAMPYRES, FAERIES, OR OTHERKIN OF ANY BREED OR SPECIES. THE PUNISHMENT IS UNRELENTING MOCKERY.
6. ANY *HUGGLES* *HUGGLEFUCKS* *MOLESTERBATES* OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT IS A CAPITAL OFFENSE.
7. YOU ARE EXPECTED TO KNOW THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN,- TO, TWO, TOO, THEIR, THERE, THEY'RE, YOUR, YOU'RE. NO EXCEPTIONS ALLOWED.
8. "MAGIC" WILL NOT BE SPELLED WITH A "K"
INAPPROPRIATE USE OF THE LETTER "Y" WILL RESULT IN REVOCATION OF ANY AND ALL CREDIBILITY.
9. WE ARE THINE ONLY DICTATORS. THOU SHALT HAVE NO OTHER DICTATORS BEFORE US.
10. SEE COMMANDMENT 4.
We reserve the right to add or revise the commandments in a capricious manner, at whim, and without notice.
And in the back of the field, we find the carcass of the Queen. The Meta Cunt.
THE GRANIS.
Evidently, Morgy has posted on her 360 that she shan't be returning to P1 ever.
She has fled with her flock and found sanctuary on Paltalk.
We would like to thank the small but tenacious band of haters who worked so diligently to overthrow the government. The Granis has been ousted from its lair by means of treachery, guerrilla warfare, verbal assaults on the peasants, and anal rape of the flock.
Now, suck our collective bloody dick, bitch.
Thorgy's nipple suckers now have a safe place to chat. A place where they never ever have to hear the truth about themselves, where *huggles* flow like wine, and all that pesky, bothersome thinking is done for them.
We realize you may get homesick from time to time. But, thinking you can return home again like a dog back to its own vomit, may result in bloody raids on your village in the middle of the night.
And now as New Rome rises from the ashes of the old, we give you...
THE COMMANDMENTS
1. THOU SHALT NOT SUCK
2. PASSIVE AGGRESSION WILL NOT BE TOLERATED. ONLY BALLS OUT AGGRESSION IS APPROVED BY NEW ROME.
3.NAMES WITH 666, 420, 69, 93, 777, GOTHIC, MAGICK, 4U, 2U, WOLF, DRAGON, VAMPIRE, FAERIE, OR CONTAIN MISSPELLED WORDS OF ANY KIND, WILL BE SUMMARILY HUMILIATED WITHOUT MERCY.
4.STFU
5. THERE WILL BE NO ROLL PLAYING. YOU ARE NOT CATS, WOLVES, VAMPYRES, FAERIES, OR OTHERKIN OF ANY BREED OR SPECIES. THE PUNISHMENT IS UNRELENTING MOCKERY.
6. ANY *HUGGLES* *HUGGLEFUCKS* *MOLESTERBATES* OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT IS A CAPITAL OFFENSE.
7. YOU ARE EXPECTED TO KNOW THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN,- TO, TWO, TOO, THEIR, THERE, THEY'RE, YOUR, YOU'RE. NO EXCEPTIONS ALLOWED.
8. "MAGIC" WILL NOT BE SPELLED WITH A "K"
INAPPROPRIATE USE OF THE LETTER "Y" WILL RESULT IN REVOCATION OF ANY AND ALL CREDIBILITY.
9. WE ARE THINE ONLY DICTATORS. THOU SHALT HAVE NO OTHER DICTATORS BEFORE US.
10. SEE COMMANDMENT 4.
We reserve the right to add or revise the commandments in a capricious manner, at whim, and without notice.
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Village Idiots Part 4
Yuyu
Yuyu spends his nights in P1 questing for that coveted P1 pussy by saying things like this...
"The undigested corn nuggets in shit are better than men. Those little hard white balls in sausage? Better than men. Yea verily, if men had vaginas, there would be no need for heaven, it would be here on earth. *petpet*"
The crone drones eat this shit like it's free twinkie filling, and there ain't no tomorrow.
Special Powers: He's dickless
Vagina Drying Ability: Like salt to a slug
Attention Whore Level: 9
Group Affiliations: Womanly Men and The Manly Women Who Love Them, He-Woman Man Haters Club
HipHop
It's all about the balls for hip. Who is on whose, who is on his, whose needs sniffing, polishing or pecking.
Albert's fragile manhood is threatened by anyone possessing anything ball shaped in their body, on their body or within in a 100 mile radius of their body.
Special Powers: Shits red herrings. Sweats Cheez Whiz.
Vagina Drying Ability: +14
Attention Whore Level: 8
Group Affiliations: He-Woman Man Haters Club, Church of The Holy Strawman
www.audio_sorcerer (Greg)
Greg has moved on to greener vagina pastures after running through all the vag that would have him in P1.
Oh, and after a creepy sex PM with Fatsu was put up on another site and everyone was reminded he once cybered a 17 year old.
Greg has been nominated for a Pulitzer Prize in Badly Spelled Erotica That Makes You Never Want To Have Sex Again.
Special Powers: Can and will fuck the unfuckable. Has a lutefisk dick.
Vagina Drying Ability: +75
Attention Whore Level: 7
Group Affiliations: Shack Dwelling Janitors Local 313, The Cum Curdling Crones, The Brain Stumps
Mysticalpanthercat
Myst embodies and exemplifies everything today's modern P1 woman is, or aspires to be.
She has every disease ever medically described, and those not yet discovered or invented. Is addicted to pills. Is in her 30's and still lives with her mother. Was cheated on and dumped by her husband. Has looks that could turn Medusa to stone and a personality to match. And if that isn't enough to pique your interest, boys, she also fucked Greg in real life.
Quite the catch our little Myst is.
Hurry before her pussy expires.
Oops.
Too late.
Special Powers: Boring beyond all comprehension. Smells like Greg and canned sardines. Fake Iggy. Thinks she is a cat.
Penis Shrinking Ability: + 21
Attention Whore Level: 8
Group Affiliations: Granis Worshippers Intl, The Cum Curdling Crones: Drone Crone Division, The Greg Fuckers, The Brain Stumps, The Rancid Cats
Yuyu spends his nights in P1 questing for that coveted P1 pussy by saying things like this...
"The undigested corn nuggets in shit are better than men. Those little hard white balls in sausage? Better than men. Yea verily, if men had vaginas, there would be no need for heaven, it would be here on earth. *petpet*"
The crone drones eat this shit like it's free twinkie filling, and there ain't no tomorrow.
Special Powers: He's dickless
Vagina Drying Ability: Like salt to a slug
Attention Whore Level: 9
Group Affiliations: Womanly Men and The Manly Women Who Love Them, He-Woman Man Haters Club
HipHop
It's all about the balls for hip. Who is on whose, who is on his, whose needs sniffing, polishing or pecking.
Albert's fragile manhood is threatened by anyone possessing anything ball shaped in their body, on their body or within in a 100 mile radius of their body.
Special Powers: Shits red herrings. Sweats Cheez Whiz.
Vagina Drying Ability: +14
Attention Whore Level: 8
Group Affiliations: He-Woman Man Haters Club, Church of The Holy Strawman
www.audio_sorcerer (Greg)
Greg has moved on to greener vagina pastures after running through all the vag that would have him in P1.
Oh, and after a creepy sex PM with Fatsu was put up on another site and everyone was reminded he once cybered a 17 year old.
Greg has been nominated for a Pulitzer Prize in Badly Spelled Erotica That Makes You Never Want To Have Sex Again.
Special Powers: Can and will fuck the unfuckable. Has a lutefisk dick.
Vagina Drying Ability: +75
Attention Whore Level: 7
Group Affiliations: Shack Dwelling Janitors Local 313, The Cum Curdling Crones, The Brain Stumps
Mysticalpanthercat
Myst embodies and exemplifies everything today's modern P1 woman is, or aspires to be.
She has every disease ever medically described, and those not yet discovered or invented. Is addicted to pills. Is in her 30's and still lives with her mother. Was cheated on and dumped by her husband. Has looks that could turn Medusa to stone and a personality to match. And if that isn't enough to pique your interest, boys, she also fucked Greg in real life.
Quite the catch our little Myst is.
Hurry before her pussy expires.
Oops.
Too late.
Special Powers: Boring beyond all comprehension. Smells like Greg and canned sardines. Fake Iggy. Thinks she is a cat.
Penis Shrinking Ability: + 21
Attention Whore Level: 8
Group Affiliations: Granis Worshippers Intl, The Cum Curdling Crones: Drone Crone Division, The Greg Fuckers, The Brain Stumps, The Rancid Cats
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Village Idiots Part 3
Ramza
AKA Fag-o-Ramza, Rama Lama Dingdong, Darth Gaydar.
An exthpert on Japanethe, Thwordth, Mythologye, Roll Playing Gameth, and Lithping.
Special Powers: Ejaculates pussy repellent. Makes his own assless chaps.
Vagina Drying Ability: +30
Attention Whore Level: 6
Group Affiliations: National Swordhunters Association, The Bitter Spinsters
Lovecrafthp
The highly degreed P1 psychologist.
Love divides her time between taking her own myriad psychological disorders and transferring them onto others, obsessing on Void, and desperately searching for a cock that wont cut its own head off just to get away from her.
Poor Love has been cheated on by every man she has ever been with, married to, looked at, thought about, or brushed up against in a crowded stadium.
Special Powers: Is comprised entirely of pure Stupid.
Penis Shrinking Ability: +23
Attention Whore Level: She goes to 11
Group Affiliations: The Brain Stumps, Cum Curdling Crones, International Brotherhood of Morons, The Fatal Attraction Fan Club
Liadan
Vice President of The Democratic Peoples Republic of Thorgy.
Lia holds a powerful position as an administrator of the Official State Newspaper, BURP. Lia uses her power wisely... To keep a watchful eye out for thought infractions amongst the Party Members, and to complain about her weight problems on the forum where she receive copious *huggles*
And damn it, it's all about the *huggles* isn't it?
Special Powers: Blinking. Insecurity. Never questions authority.
Penis Shrinking Ability: +11
Attention Whore Level: 6
Group Affiliations: Weight Watchers, Granis Worshippers Intl, Feffercunts In Training
mdunkley
Lia's official bitch.
It's a full time job for ol' Matt keeping Lia distracted enough for him to cheat on her.
His duties include denial of infidelity, trying to get a hard on and failing miserably, and keeping Lia's vagina free from nits and rodentia.
Special Powers: Can control his gag reflex long enough to get in and out of Lia.
Vagina Drying Ability: +12
Attention Whore Level: 3
Group Affiliations: Liars Anonymous, Granis Worshippers Intl, Limp Dicked Losers Australian Chapter.
AKA Fag-o-Ramza, Rama Lama Dingdong, Darth Gaydar.
An exthpert on Japanethe, Thwordth, Mythologye, Roll Playing Gameth, and Lithping.
Special Powers: Ejaculates pussy repellent. Makes his own assless chaps.
Vagina Drying Ability: +30
Attention Whore Level: 6
Group Affiliations: National Swordhunters Association, The Bitter Spinsters
Lovecrafthp
The highly degreed P1 psychologist.
Love divides her time between taking her own myriad psychological disorders and transferring them onto others, obsessing on Void, and desperately searching for a cock that wont cut its own head off just to get away from her.
Poor Love has been cheated on by every man she has ever been with, married to, looked at, thought about, or brushed up against in a crowded stadium.
Special Powers: Is comprised entirely of pure Stupid.
Penis Shrinking Ability: +23
Attention Whore Level: She goes to 11
Group Affiliations: The Brain Stumps, Cum Curdling Crones, International Brotherhood of Morons, The Fatal Attraction Fan Club
Liadan
Vice President of The Democratic Peoples Republic of Thorgy.
Lia holds a powerful position as an administrator of the Official State Newspaper, BURP. Lia uses her power wisely... To keep a watchful eye out for thought infractions amongst the Party Members, and to complain about her weight problems on the forum where she receive copious *huggles*
And damn it, it's all about the *huggles* isn't it?
Special Powers: Blinking. Insecurity. Never questions authority.
Penis Shrinking Ability: +11
Attention Whore Level: 6
Group Affiliations: Weight Watchers, Granis Worshippers Intl, Feffercunts In Training
mdunkley
Lia's official bitch.
It's a full time job for ol' Matt keeping Lia distracted enough for him to cheat on her.
His duties include denial of infidelity, trying to get a hard on and failing miserably, and keeping Lia's vagina free from nits and rodentia.
Special Powers: Can control his gag reflex long enough to get in and out of Lia.
Vagina Drying Ability: +12
Attention Whore Level: 3
Group Affiliations: Liars Anonymous, Granis Worshippers Intl, Limp Dicked Losers Australian Chapter.
Monday, September 3, 2007
On The Stupid and How To Catch Them. A Lesson.
Hi kids!
Know what time it is?
No, not Howdy Doody Time, sillies.
It's lesson time!
Today's lecture will be on stupid people.
We have three kinds.
The rarest form, those who know they're stupid, admit it, laugh about it, and are happy in their lot.
We have those that are completely oblivious to their own stupidity, because they're just to dumb to even know that.
And...
We have the third most amusing sub-species of the Homo erectus stupidicus...
Those who are SO stupid, they think they're smart.
Now, let me just say in the interest of disclosure, this site has a clever little thing on it called a ''site tracker''
Mr. Site Tracker tells us all sorts of nifty things. For instance, that this cute little infant site gets over 100 visitors a day.
It also tells from whence the visitors came, their IP's, geographical location, time, and all sorts of useful information.
Are you still with me, kids?
Good!
This site was started with one very specific purpose in mind, besides our own amusement. To catch the one who is so stupid, he thinks he is smart.
Mission accomplished!
Here we present the IP and location of the exregtardfromP1...
Location: United Kingdom [City: Luton, England]
90.196.61.9
This site was up for less than two days before you fell headlong into it, Ally.
Not very... smart of you. :)
Now, we fully realize you little people need belief.
YOU NEED TO BELIEVE
He was your messiah. And like all messianics, they cannot be dissuaded form what they think is their salvation and what will bring them eternal reward.
So, we will not try.
Believe it was Raven. Believe what was said about Anthropic and Dani and Cindy.
BELIEVE, SINNAHS!
We know how desperately you need to.
After all, belief is all you have. :)
So, with our mission fulfilled in spectacular fashion, we will continue on with with amusing ourselves here.
Mocking you. Satirizing you.
And please. Now that you know we know over 100 of you a day come here, feel free to comment.
You're safe now.
:)
Know what time it is?
No, not Howdy Doody Time, sillies.
It's lesson time!
Today's lecture will be on stupid people.
We have three kinds.
The rarest form, those who know they're stupid, admit it, laugh about it, and are happy in their lot.
We have those that are completely oblivious to their own stupidity, because they're just to dumb to even know that.
And...
We have the third most amusing sub-species of the Homo erectus stupidicus...
Those who are SO stupid, they think they're smart.
Now, let me just say in the interest of disclosure, this site has a clever little thing on it called a ''site tracker''
Mr. Site Tracker tells us all sorts of nifty things. For instance, that this cute little infant site gets over 100 visitors a day.
It also tells from whence the visitors came, their IP's, geographical location, time, and all sorts of useful information.
Are you still with me, kids?
Good!
This site was started with one very specific purpose in mind, besides our own amusement. To catch the one who is so stupid, he thinks he is smart.
Mission accomplished!
Here we present the IP and location of the exregtardfromP1...
Location: United Kingdom [City: Luton, England]
90.196.61.9
This site was up for less than two days before you fell headlong into it, Ally.
Not very... smart of you. :)
Now, we fully realize you little people need belief.
YOU NEED TO BELIEVE
He was your messiah. And like all messianics, they cannot be dissuaded form what they think is their salvation and what will bring them eternal reward.
So, we will not try.
Believe it was Raven. Believe what was said about Anthropic and Dani and Cindy.
BELIEVE, SINNAHS!
We know how desperately you need to.
After all, belief is all you have. :)
So, with our mission fulfilled in spectacular fashion, we will continue on with with amusing ourselves here.
Mocking you. Satirizing you.
And please. Now that you know we know over 100 of you a day come here, feel free to comment.
You're safe now.
:)
Scrapings Part 2
Sunday, 2 September 2007
Goodbye, it's been a blast
And for my last post, I am going to tell you who I am.
(His name is Princess Butthurt from the Principality of Pussystan)
And yes, this will be my last post. My world has changed
(Aww, what's wrong, punkin? Don't like it when the tables are turned? How does that medicine taste? Is it yummy, or more bitter than Surry?)
Bitch is no longer around, and things aren't what they were.(Whatever will you freakishly obsess on now? 4chan and cock enlarging devices?) Feel free to answer, you won't hear from me. I'm gone.(You won't have Dick Nixon to kick around any more!)
I've fooled all of you. Completely and utterly. I've been playing a
double role in P1.(Yeah, cowardly faggot, and faggoty coward) Once, here in all these posts, someone asked me if I was .......... (Diego Montoya?) who I was and I didn't deny it, and not one of you smart fucks picked up on it. Not one of you.
I will deny this in chat, PM and everywhere else, because I want you to be fooled. To throw you off track, I did a couple of posts about me. (*Searches the site for posts about dunce cap wearin' sphincter sniffers who fall head long into traps* Hmm... Nope!) You didn't pick up on this either. I especially enjoyed fooling Miss Asshat, and using her. She thinks she has a special mind, but she is a fraud and she is yellow bus special. (Step into my parlour, said the spider to the fly...) She's going to hate this, and deny it, but then she's a fucktard,(O, ye of limited vocabulary) so who cares. Picking up an STD from a guy who dumped you makes you really smart, huh? Your fucking problem, isn't it? (The only thing that's been in Anthropic's vagina are tampons and the cock of a delicious married man) He fucked whores and gave you their STDs. It affects your brain, you know. That shows in her, very clearly. She hides more than Ren ever did. She'll deny
that too. Stupid cunt. I really fooled you, bitch. And I have loved baiting you here and crawling up your ass in P1.
Not even my own fucking WIFE knows I did this.
(Sisterwife*)
I told you I get what I want by cracking codes,(You couldn't crack an egg on the crackinest day of your life with an electrified crackin rock.) and you STILL
didn't fucking get it. That's why you hid nothing from me in CH
and how I covered my tracks. You kept bleating, Gil, Gil, it's Gil,sure Gil. No matter what I said, you kept bleating Gil. I let you at first. Then he got pissed and I had to change tactics.
(That's because Gil didn't like you POSING as him and threatened to expose your bitch ass)
You poor bleeding heart liberal cunts. (Raven would prefer "Fruity, seditious social parasites") I've driven out all the people
I wanted to. P1 is mine.
I'm Raven. Go look at my new hate site.
(Gotchya, sucker!)
http://thedouchebagchronicles.blogspot.com/
Goodbye, it's been a blast
And for my last post, I am going to tell you who I am.
(His name is Princess Butthurt from the Principality of Pussystan)
And yes, this will be my last post. My world has changed
(Aww, what's wrong, punkin? Don't like it when the tables are turned? How does that medicine taste? Is it yummy, or more bitter than Surry?)
Bitch is no longer around, and things aren't what they were.(Whatever will you freakishly obsess on now? 4chan and cock enlarging devices?) Feel free to answer, you won't hear from me. I'm gone.(You won't have Dick Nixon to kick around any more!)
I've fooled all of you. Completely and utterly. I've been playing a
double role in P1.(Yeah, cowardly faggot, and faggoty coward) Once, here in all these posts, someone asked me if I was .......... (Diego Montoya?) who I was and I didn't deny it, and not one of you smart fucks picked up on it. Not one of you.
I will deny this in chat, PM and everywhere else, because I want you to be fooled. To throw you off track, I did a couple of posts about me. (*Searches the site for posts about dunce cap wearin' sphincter sniffers who fall head long into traps* Hmm... Nope!) You didn't pick up on this either. I especially enjoyed fooling Miss Asshat, and using her. She thinks she has a special mind, but she is a fraud and she is yellow bus special. (Step into my parlour, said the spider to the fly...) She's going to hate this, and deny it, but then she's a fucktard,(O, ye of limited vocabulary) so who cares. Picking up an STD from a guy who dumped you makes you really smart, huh? Your fucking problem, isn't it? (The only thing that's been in Anthropic's vagina are tampons and the cock of a delicious married man) He fucked whores and gave you their STDs. It affects your brain, you know. That shows in her, very clearly. She hides more than Ren ever did. She'll deny
that too. Stupid cunt. I really fooled you, bitch. And I have loved baiting you here and crawling up your ass in P1.
Not even my own fucking WIFE knows I did this.
(Sisterwife*)
I told you I get what I want by cracking codes,(You couldn't crack an egg on the crackinest day of your life with an electrified crackin rock.) and you STILL
didn't fucking get it. That's why you hid nothing from me in CH
and how I covered my tracks. You kept bleating, Gil, Gil, it's Gil,sure Gil. No matter what I said, you kept bleating Gil. I let you at first. Then he got pissed and I had to change tactics.
(That's because Gil didn't like you POSING as him and threatened to expose your bitch ass)
You poor bleeding heart liberal cunts. (Raven would prefer "Fruity, seditious social parasites") I've driven out all the people
I wanted to. P1 is mine.
I'm Raven. Go look at my new hate site.
(Gotchya, sucker!)
http://thedouchebagchronicles.blogspot.com/
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Village Idiots Part 2
Nos aka View My Cam
Camwhore ahoy!
Nos has a penis. A big penis. A really big penis.
Yeahap.
If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have a damn thing to talk about.
When not busy "raising" his twin girls, Nos is in chat.
On cam.
Talking about his penis.
Special Powers: He can bore his adversaries into a coma.
He has a penis.
Vagina Drying Ability: + 7 if you have a semi-functioning brain, -2 if you don't
Attention Whore Level: 8
Group Affiliations: Camwhores Local 423, The Brain Stumps
Surry
The town drunk. She's the one that wakes you up in the dead of the night by screaming "why doesn't he love me, whyyyyyyy" in the middle of the street wearing nothing but one sock and an ill fitting bra.
Surry takes out her need for a baby on unsuspecting innocent animals by dressing them in sleeping bonnets and breast feeding.
Special Powers: Drinking you under the table. Able to withstand multiple head wounds. Has a liver the size of a bus. Is the bitterest substance known to man.
Penis Shrinking Ability: +28
Attention Whore Level: 10
Group Affiliations: The Pissy Panties Political Action Comittee, Future Crones of America, The Beligerent Spinsters
Morgy
AKA: The Scooter Pooter, Auntie Fascist, The Red Menace, Morgy Porgy Puddin' and Pie, She Who Must Be Obeyed, Feffercunt.
The Great And Powerful Morgoo rolls out of bed and goes directly to her computer where she sits next to her husband Thor. Together they run their vast Conditional Chat Love Empire and sniff out traitors to the State. Their holdings include forums, Java based secret chat bunkers, and Applied Fear Technology Labs and Thought Control Systems Inc.
Thor and Morgy use slave labor to manufacture *hugglez* by the cattle car load.
Special Powers: Dread Iggy. She possesses The Scooter of Doom. Her fart hole shoots ink to confuse her enemies.
Penis Shrinking Ability: +50
Attention Whore Level: 10
Group Affiliations: Tin Pot Dictators Intl, The Cum Curdling Crones, Giant Vaginas Anonymous
Thor
Thor is Morgy's Beautiful Viking Wyfe. Thor used to be an American, but traded his citizenship to full time role play The Affected Brit. He is now the laughing stock of two continents.
Thor lives in an ivory tower he built himself out of sugar cubes and Morgy secretions. From its lofty heights he doles out Viking Wisdom, Historical Inacuracies, and Dead Iggies to all who question his Pronouncements.
Special Powers: Marrying women old enough to be his mother. Able to leap fat cows with an elaborate system of pulleys. Pomposity.
Vagina Drying Ability: +50
Attention Whore Level: 7
Group Affiliations: Tin Pot Dictators Intl, The Cum Curdling Crones, Giant Vaginas Anonymous, The Twatwafflers
Camwhore ahoy!
Nos has a penis. A big penis. A really big penis.
Yeahap.
If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have a damn thing to talk about.
When not busy "raising" his twin girls, Nos is in chat.
On cam.
Talking about his penis.
Special Powers: He can bore his adversaries into a coma.
He has a penis.
Vagina Drying Ability: + 7 if you have a semi-functioning brain, -2 if you don't
Attention Whore Level: 8
Group Affiliations: Camwhores Local 423, The Brain Stumps
Surry
The town drunk. She's the one that wakes you up in the dead of the night by screaming "why doesn't he love me, whyyyyyyy" in the middle of the street wearing nothing but one sock and an ill fitting bra.
Surry takes out her need for a baby on unsuspecting innocent animals by dressing them in sleeping bonnets and breast feeding.
Special Powers: Drinking you under the table. Able to withstand multiple head wounds. Has a liver the size of a bus. Is the bitterest substance known to man.
Penis Shrinking Ability: +28
Attention Whore Level: 10
Group Affiliations: The Pissy Panties Political Action Comittee, Future Crones of America, The Beligerent Spinsters
Morgy
AKA: The Scooter Pooter, Auntie Fascist, The Red Menace, Morgy Porgy Puddin' and Pie, She Who Must Be Obeyed, Feffercunt.
The Great And Powerful Morgoo rolls out of bed and goes directly to her computer where she sits next to her husband Thor. Together they run their vast Conditional Chat Love Empire and sniff out traitors to the State. Their holdings include forums, Java based secret chat bunkers, and Applied Fear Technology Labs and Thought Control Systems Inc.
Thor and Morgy use slave labor to manufacture *hugglez* by the cattle car load.
Special Powers: Dread Iggy. She possesses The Scooter of Doom. Her fart hole shoots ink to confuse her enemies.
Penis Shrinking Ability: +50
Attention Whore Level: 10
Group Affiliations: Tin Pot Dictators Intl, The Cum Curdling Crones, Giant Vaginas Anonymous
Thor
Thor is Morgy's Beautiful Viking Wyfe. Thor used to be an American, but traded his citizenship to full time role play The Affected Brit. He is now the laughing stock of two continents.
Thor lives in an ivory tower he built himself out of sugar cubes and Morgy secretions. From its lofty heights he doles out Viking Wisdom, Historical Inacuracies, and Dead Iggies to all who question his Pronouncements.
Special Powers: Marrying women old enough to be his mother. Able to leap fat cows with an elaborate system of pulleys. Pomposity.
Vagina Drying Ability: +50
Attention Whore Level: 7
Group Affiliations: Tin Pot Dictators Intl, The Cum Curdling Crones, Giant Vaginas Anonymous, The Twatwafflers
Saturday, September 1, 2007
Scrapings
Wherein we scrape the best from exregtardfromP1's site, mock it, and bless it with the essential things it lacks.
Like funny.
As we all know, the reason these hate sites of all kind spring up is
because people LIKE them. People like chat too. Some like drama,
some don't. The ones who like drama are always putting up hate
sites. And the key word is ALWAYS.
Me, I've just enjoyed fucking over those who think it's cool to
play with others.
(Yes, truly you are the fuck master, Betsy Wetsy. Your rapier wit,
and eternal repetition of "sock" "socktard" "sock puppet" and
"fucktard" make me hurt when I walk. Ow.)
10:57:12 silver_blooded1987: i only know merlinus well
10:57:15 silver_blooded1987: buddy of mine in person
Heh, cool, another fucktard. Who brags about that? His only
redeeming feature is he isn't a Sock. And, your other ID is ccsilver,
right?
(He called someone a ''fucktard'' and a ''sock'' Wow, I didn't see
that coming.)
So let me say this again, I am NOT Gil. I can get by any barriers
you set on the net and that's how I get info.
(OMG! He knows how to paste a URL in archive.org and find LJ
pages that no longer exist! Do his ub3r l337 hax0r skillz know
no bounds? Is no past page safe from his copy and paste
pow3rZ? And exacly how many tards could a socktard fuck, if a socktard could fuck tards? Questions for the ages.)
10:58:08 silver_blooded1987: well hate to break it to you but life
is about change
10:58:24 guardian_of_virtue: not mine... everything stays the
same....
10:58:29 guardian_of_virtue: until now that is
Yeah, sure. Remind me, what are you at the moment? animal,
vegetable, or mineral?
(Remind me what YOU are again. Bitch ass punk, or punk ass bitch.)
10:59:19 guardian_of_virtue: I'm monk but not as smart
Yeah you always said you couldn't get laid. Maybe that's because
people like to know what gender they are fucking.
(Yeah, see, you've stumped him. He doesn't know whether to call
you a ''sock'' or ''sockette'')
11:01:18 guardian_of_virtue: thursday morning should be a
blast... lesse... dani, raven and void should be making fun of
everyone
You ARE out of the loop, aren't you? Bitch is hiding, Raven is
braying somewhere anytime, and Void dropped out of the
Socktards.
(When are you going to drop off of Void's balls? Fucking Void. What a Socktard Forsaker.)
11:03:15 guardian_of_virtue: bleeding and hiphop would be
ghosting.... only typing when someone has a tard moment
OH yeah the Sock Chorus. If you mean they aren't looking like
retards at the moment, you're right. The only tard moments
come from THEM. Oh fuck. I forgot, you're a Sock, and follow the
2 rules. (First rule of Sock Club is, don't talk about Sock Club. The second rule of Sock club is DO NOT talk about Sock Club.)
11:01:45 guardian_of_virtue: morgy, lia and thor should be
telling everyone how super dumb and uneducated everyone is
Heh, you don't get it, do you. You ARE a dumbass, just like them.
That in itself is an achievement. So you're not a complete fuckwit.
(Oh, snap, he switched it up to ''fuckwit'' Nice work!)
Like funny.
As we all know, the reason these hate sites of all kind spring up is
because people LIKE them. People like chat too. Some like drama,
some don't. The ones who like drama are always putting up hate
sites. And the key word is ALWAYS.
Me, I've just enjoyed fucking over those who think it's cool to
play with others.
(Yes, truly you are the fuck master, Betsy Wetsy. Your rapier wit,
and eternal repetition of "sock" "socktard" "sock puppet" and
"fucktard" make me hurt when I walk. Ow.)
10:57:12 silver_blooded1987: i only know merlinus well
10:57:15 silver_blooded1987: buddy of mine in person
Heh, cool, another fucktard. Who brags about that? His only
redeeming feature is he isn't a Sock. And, your other ID is ccsilver,
right?
(He called someone a ''fucktard'' and a ''sock'' Wow, I didn't see
that coming.)
So let me say this again, I am NOT Gil. I can get by any barriers
you set on the net and that's how I get info.
(OMG! He knows how to paste a URL in archive.org and find LJ
pages that no longer exist! Do his ub3r l337 hax0r skillz know
no bounds? Is no past page safe from his copy and paste
pow3rZ? And exacly how many tards could a socktard fuck, if a socktard could fuck tards? Questions for the ages.)
10:58:08 silver_blooded1987: well hate to break it to you but life
is about change
10:58:24 guardian_of_virtue: not mine... everything stays the
same....
10:58:29 guardian_of_virtue: until now that is
Yeah, sure. Remind me, what are you at the moment? animal,
vegetable, or mineral?
(Remind me what YOU are again. Bitch ass punk, or punk ass bitch.)
10:59:19 guardian_of_virtue: I'm monk but not as smart
Yeah you always said you couldn't get laid. Maybe that's because
people like to know what gender they are fucking.
(Yeah, see, you've stumped him. He doesn't know whether to call
you a ''sock'' or ''sockette'')
11:01:18 guardian_of_virtue: thursday morning should be a
blast... lesse... dani, raven and void should be making fun of
everyone
You ARE out of the loop, aren't you? Bitch is hiding, Raven is
braying somewhere anytime, and Void dropped out of the
Socktards.
(When are you going to drop off of Void's balls? Fucking Void. What a Socktard Forsaker.)
11:03:15 guardian_of_virtue: bleeding and hiphop would be
ghosting.... only typing when someone has a tard moment
OH yeah the Sock Chorus. If you mean they aren't looking like
retards at the moment, you're right. The only tard moments
come from THEM. Oh fuck. I forgot, you're a Sock, and follow the
2 rules. (First rule of Sock Club is, don't talk about Sock Club. The second rule of Sock club is DO NOT talk about Sock Club.)
11:01:45 guardian_of_virtue: morgy, lia and thor should be
telling everyone how super dumb and uneducated everyone is
Heh, you don't get it, do you. You ARE a dumbass, just like them.
That in itself is an achievement. So you're not a complete fuckwit.
(Oh, snap, he switched it up to ''fuckwit'' Nice work!)
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