So I’m coming up on 100 posts, and I’m thinking, I need a post party here. But then I say to myself, “Already in Use…” and then myself says, “What?” and then I say, “These post parties are way overdone. I’m sick of these stupid post parties.” So I decided I want a Pit post party. None of this fucking nice shit, nosiree. I want PURE, UNDILUTED VITRIOL. BILE. Insult me in any way possible and I’ll try to respond. Hell, insult everyone else who posts in this thread. I know some of you are capable of some great things when you have fits of pseudo-Dadaist profane automatic poetry. So tear me to pieces. Rip this post to shreds. Go at each other. I know you can do it, you gorilla-fellating twuntcake mothersquickers.
Well, listen, you malodorous mass of misappropriated freshly-felched-feces-marinated flesh, your pathetically petulant whinings for what most carbon-based lifeforms have to earn has grown tiresome to mine ears. Feel free to indilate your sphincter - or keep it clenched, for all I care - and deposit seventeen pounds of festering tetanus-infected thumbtacks up into your anal orifice, to keep your Uglypeople.com-material head company.
I’ll just quote SPOOFE 'cause I can’t see myself wasting time to try and describe what a pathetic fool who thinks a hundred posts is something to get wet about.
Fucking simulpost. This is why I hate the fact that you can make only one lousy fucking post every 60 seconds! It’s all a conspiracy, I tell you! The administrators just don’t want me to be like Handy, that little elephant rimjobber!
