(You don't have to fill out the "subject" tag on this shitty software. It's barely visible. But then again, I understand why you're particularly sympathetic to shitty software, having written the great percentage of it.)
Evil Gleedux wrote:When I was a little kid, about five years old, I sometimes found it amusing to kick over anthills.
Wait, you? Or someone
pretending to be you? I do like how you had to go all the way to kindergarten age to find someone with less evolved attitudes towards women than yourself. Go back to pretending you were somebody else, you fuck, at least doing that let you try to save face. (Though in your case, judging by the picture up above, I wouldn't try to save face at
all if I were you.)
No, you got properly identified as a cowering bitch and when faced with the HORRIFYING concept of having to deal with men instead of yelling at women, you backed right down, scurried off and spoke in generalities. Your attempt to not offend any particular person here is truly touching and revealing. You're pathetic, predictable, and I'm glad everyone else can see you for the slime that you've always been.
Unable to dispute the essential, fundamental reality of the foot in their house
If you're saying that we didn't dispute the fact that you're not a socially inept, utterly worthless cretin that was obviously the problem in your own relationship(s), then think this over again. You'll be coming here for the next four years, so you'll have plenty of time. Though hearing you bring up the concept of "reality" is fantastic. I'm sure "Tiffany" probably enjoys the hell out of these posts, or whatever woman you've made up to be at the office that's interested in you this week, you delusional fucking sociopath.
...
... It's rough when you can't release a patch for your shitty posts, isn't it? You're kind of working without a net here.
the denizens instead fell into chittering chemical critiques of the name of the company that made my shoelaces
Hey, we didn't even get into the Wolf Age. If anything, we went easy on the shoelaces.
or even better, the questionable status of someone who would spent five minutes of his life at an anthill.
This works a lot better if you didn't spend the majority of your life on one of a hundred different retard-filled forums filled with sigs longer than your own single-minded drive to insult women, all while furiously steering clear of guys who call you out for the obvious coward you are.
A few decades later, it's still kind of entertaining.
No kidding! You're probably wearing the same retarded grin you've already treated us with. Ho, ho, ho! No, it's a GREAT picture, champ. You look like something that an art school dropout put together with a protractor, white enamel and a couple of hobo's spinchters. Make a strong move for Threadless to create a "bag" division and do some actual good for mankind by wearing it all over your ghoul's-stare grin.
Because I care, here's some help. I hope it lets you finally stop wrestling with what is obviously the biggest mystery in your life: you can finally figure out why "ICJ got laid" after all these years by taking a look at yourself in the mirror. ("Figuratively?") Well, no.
(You don't have to fill out the "subject" tag on this shitty software. It's barely visible. But then again, I understand why you're particularly sympathetic to shitty software, having written the great percentage of it.)
[quote="Evil Gleedux"]When I was a little kid, about five years old, I sometimes found it amusing to kick over anthills. [/quote]
Wait, you? Or someone [i]pretending[/i] to be you? I do like how you had to go all the way to kindergarten age to find someone with less evolved attitudes towards women than yourself. Go back to pretending you were somebody else, you fuck, at least doing that let you try to save face. (Though in your case, judging by the picture up above, I wouldn't try to save face at [i]all[/i] if I were you.)
No, you got properly identified as a cowering bitch and when faced with the HORRIFYING concept of having to deal with men instead of yelling at women, you backed right down, scurried off and spoke in generalities. Your attempt to not offend any particular person here is truly touching and revealing. You're pathetic, predictable, and I'm glad everyone else can see you for the slime that you've always been.
[quote]Unable to dispute the essential, fundamental reality of the foot in their house[/quote]
If you're saying that we didn't dispute the fact that you're not a socially inept, utterly worthless cretin that was obviously the problem in your own relationship(s), then think this over again. You'll be coming here for the next four years, so you'll have plenty of time. Though hearing you bring up the concept of "reality" is fantastic. I'm sure "Tiffany" probably enjoys the hell out of these posts, or whatever woman you've made up to be at the office that's interested in you this week, you delusional fucking sociopath.
...
... It's rough when you can't release a patch for your shitty posts, isn't it? You're kind of working without a net here.
[quote]the denizens instead fell into chittering chemical critiques of the name of the company that made my shoelaces[/quote]
Hey, we didn't even get into the Wolf Age. If anything, we went easy on the shoelaces.
[quote]or even better, the questionable status of someone who would spent five minutes of his life at an anthill. [/quote]
This works a lot better if you didn't spend the majority of your life on one of a hundred different retard-filled forums filled with sigs longer than your own single-minded drive to insult women, all while furiously steering clear of guys who call you out for the obvious coward you are.
[quote]A few decades later, it's still kind of entertaining.[/quote]
No kidding! You're probably wearing the same retarded grin you've already treated us with. Ho, ho, ho! No, it's a GREAT picture, champ. You look like something that an art school dropout put together with a protractor, white enamel and a couple of hobo's spinchters. Make a strong move for Threadless to create a "bag" division and do some actual good for mankind by wearing it all over your ghoul's-stare grin.
Because I care, here's some help. I hope it lets you finally stop wrestling with what is obviously the biggest mystery in your life: you can finally figure out why "ICJ got laid" after all these years by taking a look at yourself in the mirror. ("Figuratively?") Well, no.