Aww man, my abusive PMs don’t even get noticed. 
Sorry! Send it to me again, and I’ll deal with it!
That sounds fair. You got it!
One of the problems with Colibri is that he believes, sans title, that anybody would give a wet shit what he posts or even if he posts.
I agree with one post in this thread.
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I’ll take “self-awareness fails” for $500, Alex
That’s a lot of words just to say “I know you are, but what am I?”, Pee-Wee.
I would have thought that the OP was the very definition of antagonistic trolling for reactions. I guess not.
When I see Colibri’s name I’m often reminded of a famous poem by Guillaume Apollinaire:
L’aigle fond de l’horizon en poussant un grand cri
Et d’Amérique vient le petit colibri
De Chine sont venus les pihis longs et souples
Qui n’ont qu’une seule aile et qui volent par couples
Puis voici le scumpup: qu’est-ce que dérange
Toi et tes copains nourri d’immondice et de fange
Tu viens de ta mere avec un pet foireux
Et n’as rien à donner que des mensonges affreux
I’m posting on a message board. And I’ve done that.
You’re the one who’s claiming that people deserve some kind of admiration for posting on a message board. I don’t think that.
I might post something on a message board and be entertaining or informative. But I would never think that I’m being brave. That’s not even a possibility, for me or anyone else.
If you admire people for their willingness to post anonymous messages on the internet then you have a very deluded view of what reality is.
Wow. You’re really into this random hatred, aren’t you? You’ve randomly picked Colibri, of all people, to harbor an utterly irrational and baseless psychotic hatred of, and you’re not letting it go for nothing, are you? You’re a one-man comedy routine: You’re a guy, walking down the street, peaceful as can be, smile on your face, until you see that one person, your own private Niagara Falls on two legs, and you just fucking lose it. You get the spittle going, you pop a vein in your forehead, you turn red and your neck sticks out like Iggy Pop trying to shit a hairdryer.
I just can’t understand it, but damn, it’s fun to watch.
Oh, now I get it: You think Colibri is you.
Obviously. But in the hypothetical where such outbursts are predicated on a sincere albeit disproportionate emotional status*, gentle social prodding could help him accept the validity of dropping down to nominally acceptable levels of volumetric shit compression. Perhaps by going outside and having a deep breath or two.
- He mad
Modesty doesn’t suit you; You’re a particularly vile type of asshole.
QED
How many variations on the I’m rubber/you’re glue gambit can Dopers post? Seemingly, there is no upper limit to that or to the unjustifiably smug feeling of “boy, did I just break one off in* him*” that accompanies said posts. I genuinely do miss assholes like Zenster and Otto because they were capable of busting out insults that carried some genuine sting. You lot? Not so much.
Either that or he’s cunning enough to anticipate that it will garner him a buttload of attention. Maybe it’s a form of therapy for him, like Whoopi Goldberg did for Sally Field in Soapdish…
I am undone. I don’t know what could have ever made me think I could triumph over your penetrating insight and deep knowledge of the human condition. Bravo, sir, bravo.
Your ‘STFU’ check is in the mail. Now, fuck-off, cunt.
Yeah, whatever.
See you again, next time you start to feel like you’re running on fumes and need your tank filled.
It took you, what, two or three hours to compose that? Be honest now, when you posted it, you did so with a real sense of triumph, didn’t you?
Also, you really should do something about the misogyny implicit in your choice of insults.