I believe I sent you $10,000. Let me check my records.
Where in that link do you say that you returned the money?
It’s a half-hearted apology at best (notice how the words “apologize” or “sorry” appear nowhere in it?).
Never publicly stated that I returned the money but at least one did acknowledge it was returned. No money sent by Dopers in May was ever transferred from PayPal to our bank account; they were all reverted to the senders by June.
That was thread #2.
Shit, he deserves another Pitting just for beings stupid enough to mention that he asked for money for a pet before. It seems like no one had noticed the connection until he brought it up.
Also, the first time was less than a year ago, and if he should have learned anything he should have learned that his finances were so shaky that one visit to the vet put him late on his payments. And Dopers helped him pay his electrical bill then, which he never even acknowledged in the thread about the sick kitty. He was also smart enough not to mention in that thread that he had retirement savings he could draw from.
And in the second thread, just a few months later, he’s talking about how much overtime work he’s turned down.
Fair enough. Now what you need to do is the second part of manning up. Don’t try to justify what you have done. Don’t make excuses talking about your sister or un-diagnosed Aspergers (and for the love of God, don’t even try to use THAT as an excuse). Just shut the fuck up.
You should not mention this again. You should not mention your financial whatevers again. And you sure as hell should never post anything regarding your care of animals again. Just… shut… the… fuck… up.
Got that?
Jokes aside. Can we lay off the poor bastard? He isn’t begging for money right now; he sounds pretty contrite and embarrassed over the whole rigmarole. Do we really need to bump this thread every other month to take another shit on him?
Let’s wait till he kills a llama or something before we condemn him. What say?
(On the other hand, Lute, still feel it was a good idea to share this with the board? – Do yourself a favor and stop hanging your self from the nearest lamppost for target practice)
Yeah. I mean, ya’ll got this cat claiming to be legit retarded. That’s gotta be a first. Monkey, you said earlier in this very thread that you were gonna lay off, or walk away from the computer or whatever. Goddammit, man. I’m not even finding the chuckles in Lute’s disturbing masochistic performance art anymore.
ETA: Ok, that’s laying it on a bit thick…I can always find chuckles. But seriously though. This thread didn’t need this bump.
Jesus Christ. Multiple visits to the vet trying to treat the same problem.
I acknowleged the help via PM and
What the fuck is the matter with you people? What I did was bad enough without everyone twisting my words to “make it sound as childish and stupid as possible.”
This line made me laugh more than it should have. So see, there are chuckles to be had.
If you must know, my developmental state always seemed to be ~5-10 years behind everyone else. I didn’t “notice” girls until I turned 21! 'Course, that might have had to do with having so many sisters around.
Well, I didn’t ‘must know’, but now that I do, I think I should tell you that once we are all adults, being 5-10 years behind everyone else doesn’t matter anymore. After 21, all of our bunnies heat at the same rate.
Seems I missed some posts.
Sort of. She volunteered to send enough to combine what we had in the bank to cover the HVAC parts and some of the labor.
Only as far as PayPal is concerned.
Lute - How old were you when you locked your family cat in the attic? That was 30ish years ago right? I’m just trying to do the math.
x + 30 - 5 = Lute’s Mental Age.
If that formula doesn’t spit out a number less than 12, shut the fuck up about it.
People keep asking questions and twisting what I say.
Holy shit, I’m turining into Dio!
Oh, here come the funnies now. I was a bit delayed, that’s all. I am 38 but have the internet mind of a 28-33 year old.
I was handling money like a 12-year-old. Does that count? 
Please don’t mention chuckles. Chuckles was my clown fish. He died.
You shouldn’t have left him in the attic.
Where can I send a check?
I’m a clown, I amuse you? I make you laugh, I’m here to fuckin’ amuse you?
International adoptions seldom turn out well.