Wow, this thread’s really gone to hell since the last time I was here. But what else could be expected, with such a pile of ass-donkeys posting in it. God. You all should be ashamed of yourselves. Damned filthy, phlegm-encrusted, pasta-loving monkey handlers. I have half a mind to steal all your clothes while you’re in the shower, and run your undies up the flagpole. THAT’LL teach ya.
And NCB, leave that orange alone. Man, the fruit basket’s going to be a mess.
I don’t understand how any of you can condone, much less engage, in otter sniffing. According to this and this, otter-sniffing can cause hairy palms and can also be a gateway to other, more deviant practices, like heterosexuality. People who sniff otters are as horrible as Hitler. I guess soon some people will be going on my igno… wait, I’m not supposed to say that am I? Well, I dare some Nazi Mod, like that Coldfire bastard, to come and shut me down! C’mon! I dare you! You all probably won’t even read this post, cause they don’t want the TRUTH to come out! Well, my anonymous emailers agree with me!!! LET THE TRUTH RING OUT!!!
I cannot believe that the administrators and moderators have allowed this abomination to continue. It should have been locked and deleted two weeks before it was started. They are truly, in all seriousness, worse than Hitler.
Jerk moderators! Why isn’t this thread locked? Playing favorites again? It’s probably all because of that asshat Czarcasm. He thinks he’s Rasputin or something. Or maybe it’s Banhattan’s fault. Or just another ME Bucknerism. Coldfire can’t find his ass with both hands if you sliced it off and actually placed it in his hands! Don’t even get me started about Bibliophage or UncleIneedaBeer, drunken bastards…
Prepare to leave the boards forever in shame when you see the unassailable refutations of your ridiculous assertions here. I dont think even you can deny that this is incontrovertibleproof.
OpalCat, you ignoramous, I know what It’s called. Any of shitheads know how to spell it? I think not! and I’m not going to tell you.
Czarcasm is a pinko commie fruit!
Southerner is just plane dumb, an’ he ain’t no dang southerner, jes looky the way he spelt everthang. Nep, that thars a Gol dern import! an IMposter.
My akin ass, y’all jus make me wanna puke some more, aspoutin all that nonsense, hell some o you caint even do a half assed job a cursin! I got half a mind to rREport the whole dang lot o ya to the U.S. prostitutin atturny. Or mebbe I’ll jes rip out yer googler vanes an awach y’all hucklebuk like the lowly possumbutts y’all are!
Harborwolf ottsa be callin hisseff wolfafterbirth he so dang lame, hell my broke dik dorg is more feersum.
Oh, aren’t we special, with our little purple linky things and our clever little pretend-cites? If you weren’t such a bunch of chunk licking lemon turds, you’d be able to figure out your own goddam argument without turning to some goddam pissant website. Why doncha learn to fight your own battles, you great candy-ass heaps of dinosaur dung?
What are you, some sort of OPEC nation seeking world dominance through outrageous price increases?
Dinosaur turds, especially the lemon flavoured one, are the most important and factual part of God’s six day creation thingy. You probably tolerate homosexuality too, don’t you? Or, worse yet, VEGANISM!
Ooooh… Youse guys with your proof and shit. I know about the monkeys! I know that Rael was right! He just didn’t go far enough.
And what’s with all talk about the space program? Is Star Trek that important to you?!? Space programs on TV, aren’t real! So stop debating about it!
You can all kiss my ass, which I know is red because the definition is proof! If AAVE was good enough for Jesus, it’s good enough for me!
FTR, I don’t like ferrets! They taste like gerbils. No matter how you cook them.
Tunabreath, you reticulated idiot, every schoolchild knows that it’s phhhhhhbt. 6 H’s, not 5 or 7. You inbred, halitosis ridden, plank-stupid, fish-molester.
That’s right, I said fish-molester. You know and I know what you do in order to get tuna breath, and it’s nothing you could do in front of your mother, you sick pig. Those poor tuna – dead, pulled from their life giving waters and then you get your hands on them and commit your unspeakable acts of vile depravity upon their wretched corpses. It’s enough to make me weep.