thats jes frency talk for commie pinko frogs
Hey! I resent the implication (stated about 5 pages back by someone, I can’t remember who exactly) that everyone that has a post count of less than a 1000 is worthless.
That’s just newbie discrimination!!!11!!!
Mebbe I don’t have 1000+ posts under my name but at least I’m not wasting half of what I do have in a lame-ass thread like this…
oh…wait…
Dear 2trew,
you are a dummy. If you don’t think we have purefected horse mounted Mountie sensors you must really think the Good Ol’ USA is dummer than shit. We aren’t any where near there you stupid! We have motion detectors. Fart detectors (good for cows and children as well) and infra-red stupid hat and politeness detectors.
Thank to you Ronald Reagan, man of peace. His infinate wisdom still guides us!
tunabreath, if you weren’t here, you’d just be buying junk from Crapazon dot com, fawning over Wil Wheaton at his dot net, linking to lame-ass wanna-be porn sites, messing up your homepage, replying to the Nigerian scam spam in your inbox, andspreading urban legends to all your so-called friends–because, let’s face it, you literally have nothing else to spend your time on and no one to spend it with.
Loooooozaaaaaahhhhh!!!
vivalostwages
(pink floyd “the wall” voice)
you have exposed me. This will not do.
regardless, you shall be dispatched as will the rest. No time to say goodbye. Ta Ta.
ckchrckchrhrkc!!! who the hell would want to say goodbye to that hershey squirt any way?
I got 4 wheel drive frontwards and back, side to side. I even got a marnagrita maker built in to my center bumper. Just add thirst.
or beer, rednecks like beer.
I fear your politeness detectors. You have obviously detected my personal weakness. Perhaps, someday, I will gain enough self control to be intentionally rude to someone. Thank you, you fatherfucking heap of pus encrusted rat jism, for showing me that my true weakness is my inability to say anything bad about anyone, even a thrice convicted turtle sodomizer with a collection of celebrity smegma like yourself.
It took me a while to respond to this. I’ll try to keep myself together.
Yesterday, I found my grandmother dead, in the bathtub.
The people on this message board have been a great source of support for me. Really, you’ve all helped get me through this.
Then again, how could tunabreath know?
Of course, there are all the threads I’ve posted on about this. All the threads that were started to offer me moral support. I guess I expected others to be aware – and to be a little more sensitive.
To all you wonderful dopers out there, thank you for being you. Thank you for your kind words and your love. Thank you in advance for your willingness to flame tunabreath into tuna on toast for being an insensitive dickweed. Thank you for showing your love and kindness by doing a massive pile-on on someone who upsets me at a time when I’m feeling especially fragile. Not that I’m asking you to remind tunabreath about resembling a chromosomal freak and a genetic sport. Or having an IQ no higher than my tire pressure. Or for prefering crustaceans as sex partners. I don’t expect you to remind tunabreath of this – much.
Now please – I have to lie down. I’m not feeling very strong at all today.
BEEEEEE–EEEEEELLL-CCCCCCHHHHH. Oh, there. That’s better.
Newb.
Can’t even flip the bird right.
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It’s your unit, larger than actual size!
2trew, see? I am your friend. I want to be a slave to either Jenny or Claire, oooooya or both! ( see that M. Ellis? a masculine does not say eew). I will lick only their boots, or whatever.
You just better hold it there mister. You leave my rats out of this. Oh. BTW (that means By The Way BTW) we all know there is no such thing as turtles in Canoida.
or howeveryouassessayit. (German for 2trew can’t read so we can say what ever we want)
Pucky Schumer,
I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry.
How did you know this about me? Were you there too? “Not that I’m asking you to remind tunabreath about resembling a chromosomal freak and a genetic sport. Or having an IQ no higher than my tire pressure. Or for prefering crustaceans as sex partners. I don’t expect you to remind tunabreath of this – much.”
Genetic sports are the category where you find otter sniffing in the 50,100,500 and 1000 KM heats. There are plans for cross-country and free style sniffing as well.
Team water freestyle sniffing is in the works too. We are just trying to figure out what to snif. Ryann Liam or some such is at the fore front.
Down here in the south where I live tire pressure is never a problem. You see, Pat Robertson and son (WHO PROTECT US FROM ALL THAT IS EVIL) live just a few miles away. If they fail we have Jerry Fallwell. If they can’t help then Tammy Faye breaks them apart and then Jim Baker steps in, calls on the Rock Church and then all is well.
Pucky Schumer, your entire post is just ridiculous. Tire pressure is variable, you imbecile.
If you aren’t going to check the facts on your main point, I’ll be damned if I’m going to bother to read the rest of the crap you spew as setup.
tunabreath, …no, it’s too easy. I just can’t do it.
The rest of us will just have to be content with laughing at the fact that you don’t get the obvious point I just made.
just because you make a sail boat hat, put it on your pointy head and say “I’ve made my point!” doesn’t mean we see more than a paper hat dumbass
Pssst. Tunabreath. You realize my post was a spoof of “now you’ve hurt my delicate feelings” type posts, don’t you?
The rest of you fucknuts: Carry on.
Hey, tuna… can I just say “Whoosh”?
Aw, damn, I forget who I’m insulting again. Was it you, or Pucky Schumer, or was I doing something really, really meta that was meant to be conceptual art for the ages?
Well, none of you dickcheesedip nosefondlers will ever figure it out either, so I guess I don’t have to worry about it.
Oh, yeah, that was really really really the absolutely very last possible straw in the entire universe of straws which could possibly be piled on the back of the biggest, strongest camel in the universe and shattered its spine to the point where not even the alternate universe King’s horses and King’s men who saved Humpty Dumpty could ever, in an infinite universe of infinite universes ever get said camel even minimal use of his outermost extremity ever again and as a result I will never ever ever go within 2x10 to the power of 9996.3 links of this cesspit of absolute naughtiness ever again, no matter if I live to see the heat death of this and all other possible universes.
That means I quit.
Won’t see me around here anymore.
Nosirree Bob.
Gone. Gonzo. No longer hangin’ out in this neck of the woods.
What a way to kill a thread.
Assmunch.