Clearly, I did not take into account the shameless attention-whoring factor or the volatile solvent abuse factor. I never paid much attention to Opal’s posts. I can’t say I remember anything she ever posted. I don’t remember interacting with her, either, but if I did it did not leave a lasting impression on me. I thank her shade, though, for supplying the pretext for several folks to behave memorably and entertainingly badly. I do enjoy watching a well staged lunatic meltdown from a safe distance.
Well, if the number of times you and your buddies have called me one or more names interests you, why don’t you go through the 11 pages of you guys denigrating Opal and count them up. I don’t care what the number is. If you do, you go count them.
Are you contending that it is a vote whether I get to keep posting? Or are you under the misimpression that you are tough enough for force me to STFU? You aren’t. You may feel I’m stupid and an asshole, but you’re arguing with me. What does that make you? Your feelings and sensibilities mean nothing to me. You and your asshole buddy Monty started something you can’t finish. Now you beg for me to stop? I don’t think so. You and your Opal hating friends are pathetic losers, cowards and disgusting. As long as I can post in this thread, none of you loser basement dwellers will have the last word.
They did not teach message board anger management in law school. Why should I control my anger toward you here in the Pit? Are you some sort of precious snowflake? Are you unable to take what you dish out? If you don’t like it, maybe you should run away and hide. Like the coward you are. You sure were having fun when it was just a dead woman you were denigrating. Your writing style is very evocative, your prose suggests whimpering with snot coming out your nose.
But I know from personal experience significant time is spent teaching how not to lose your temper when arguing a point.
You went to law school at around the same time I went to Mars. You’re a strange, angry little person who should probably say a prayer of thanks every morning that the internet was invented, as it gives you an environment where you can express your true nature without the inconvenience of people punching you or laughing at you.
Monty might have been classless in mentioning a grudge against a dead poster, but you…you’re just fucked up. I’d tell you to seek help, but honestly I reckon your level of nuts probably enjoys itself, and who am I to take the fun out of being inflicted.
Not necessarily. If someone wants to end the thread on a happy note, I’m fine with that. But I’m not going to let a goon like Gary Kumquat get in the last dig. Hey, Gary, go bugger yourself. And welcome aboard.
Opal may not have been useless, but you sure as hell are.
I’d rather be a catty bitch than a foaming at the mouth white-knight, who, in his quest to protect the memory of a dead poster, drags in WMDs, global warming, and the Cosby rape accusations.