Country, oh yee of the UNION.

You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. As wesay in Texas. I’ll bet you couldn’t pour piss out of a boot with
instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won’t go away. You’re a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon. You are a bleating foal, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate,
blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselfs in recognition of what they had done.

I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly.
You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs.
You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid,
nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You’re a fool, an
ignoramus.

Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won’t have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. And what meaning do you expect your delusionally self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have with us? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake?

You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed drooling meatslapper.

On a good day you’re a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are
deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of
wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine. You
are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go.

(For those of you who speak the Queens english)

You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You craven dewberry pisshead cockup pratting naff. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill.
You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are
degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid collapsed on itself so far that even the neutrons have collapsed. Stupid gotten so dense that no intellect can escape. Singularity stupid. Blazing hot mid-day
sun on Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid in one second than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. Your writing has to be a troll. Nothing in our universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this is some primordial fragment from the original big bang of stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I’m sorry. I can’t go on. This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me again
for a while. I don’t have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of the rest of this drivel. Duh.

The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. I have snipped away most of your of whay you wrote, because, well… it didn’t really say anything. Your attempt at constructing a creative post was pitiful. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective… Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us “normal” people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are “challenged” persons in this world who
find these things more difficult. If I had known, that this was your
case then I would have never replied to your post. It just wouldn’t have been “right”. Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.

Just for the record:

Link 1 & Link 2.

county sure is a bit of a dumbfuck, but do we really need thread #3?

Stemba, the guy’s name is county, not country.

You’re not alone, Stemba:

Flame 1, flame 2, flame 3, flame 4, etc.

[sub]Unless, of course, I just got mega-whooshed…[/sub]

TThat was…wow. I think I felt the earth move. I need a cigarette.

But you forgot to call him a tightass; I think that would have made him angrier than all the other stuff put together.

Ooooh, and then I click the esteemed iampunha’s links. Forget whatever I said before–I was misled.

Bad form, Stemba.

Here I was hoping against hope that I made your earthen … mound … move. Figuratively speaking, of course. Or something that better incorporates sexual innuendo and “the earth move[d]”:smiley:

Jesus, pun, I called you “esteemed!” What the hell more do you want from me?! :slight_smile:

Esteemed is all well and good, but making someone orgasm from typing is much more difficult to do:D

[sub]Here we are hijacking an otherwise worthwhile thread…[/sub]

I’m not trying to cast aspersions here, sweets, but your posts in this thread have been rather…how can I say it…well, short if you’re expecting that kind of reaction from me.

I doubt the mods would take highly to me posting that sort of thing here.

There are, of course, other forms of communication, but given my sig I think I’ll quit while I’m not hopelessly behind:D

I will always try not to piss Stemba off.

That was impressive!

No, that was cut-n-paste - check out iampunha’s first post in the thread.

What the hell is “yee”? Did you me “ye”? If you ever Pit me, please make up your own rant instead of cutting and pasting somebody else’s.

It’s true, though, that County is pretty irritating, even though I’m generally pro-Union, and have known my share of genuine tight-ass managers. I’ve also had co-workers with the work ethic of a fat elderly cat on a warm afternoon.

What good is a plagerized flame? If you don’t get the satisfaction channeling your own apoplexy, it’s just an unimaginative masterbatory wank-off.

Stemba, I’m sorry to hear your anger moved you to right click twice.

Stemba, I’m very disappointed in you.

Your major beef with county was that he was chiding you for being a hardass about disciplining employee theft, and then you go and, well, steal a rant to beat him over the head with.

::sigh::

Bad Stemba! Don’t you know plagerizing is very much discouraged on this board.

Naughty, rubbish, plagiarising Stemba. Shame on yourself. Can’t you think up your own insults? The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon.

Wow. That is some good irony right there.

: delicious shiver :

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