Jolt Country

I'll get on to gay marriage in the next post.
The internet is not for me.

What Knuckles has gathered.

Apparantley there is group of people (re: sub-humans) who waste hours avoiding personal contact with other humans (and from the looks of it- vegetables too) only to post out every idiotic idea that comes to their cake stained brains on the internet.

Apparently the key to good web site building is to take some lame anti-social activity like gaming, role playing gaming or writing about gaming or role-playing gaming and have a bulletin board for posting LIKE THE ONE YOUR CURRENTLY READING!

Now I’ve enjoyed my brief foray in to the world of Jolt Country and have nothing ill to say here. Rather than responding to others, people here talk about their cats shitting and pissing or selfishly spin any vaguely interesting commentarty in to the banality of there own pathetic lives.

Let me get to the point, my good virtual internet “friend” Ice Cream Jonsey asked me to post on www.caltrops.com Fine says Knuckles. Only when I get on there and post (most post WASN'T WORTHY AND CAST ASIDE)I start to read the posts of these pus bags,they seem to be the most bitter elitist group of testicle chomppers I’ve ever witnessed in my 35 odd years”.
Case in point

Some homo on there is angered by “trolling”. I believe this is where people just read the messages on a site without registering or posting themselves. “OMG!!!!!!!” THE HORROR!” You’d think these “Trolls” had personally snapped and sodomized this pile of butters cable modem. Also these faggotts like to hand out a little “INTERNET JUSTICE” by ineffectually ganging up on other people who post. They gang up by furiously clickity-clackity the key strokes in a stream of non-sensical adjectives. Most of these limp-wristed rectum rockets would be too scared to yell at the checkout girl at Korgers for short changing them twenty bucks.

I hate the internet because it gives a forum to the physically weak and challenged to spout their worthless opinions without fist flying repurcusions.

Nobody responded to one of your posts again, did they?

Knuckles the CLown wrote:I'll get on to gay marriage in the next post.

I'm going to go ahead and say that you are FOR it.

EDIT: Not for it.

Knuckles the CLown wrote:I hate the internet because it gives a forum to the physically weak and challenged to spout their worthless opinions without fist flying repurcusions.

In your world, then, only the "mighty" can stand up for themselves? Do I have that right?

What are you really saying, you preposterous lump of shit? Be honest.

Knuckles the CLown wrote:Apparantley there is group of people (re: sub-humans) who waste hours avoiding personal contact with other humans (and from the looks of it- vegetables too) only to post out every idiotic idea that comes to their cake stained brains on the internet.

This is you right? That's why it's supposed to be funny or something? Quit, you fucking scum.

No. I am not "Knuckles the CLown."

I was insinuating (in text) that he was the same kind of subhuman that he was describing and only thinking (in my mind) that this guy is either you or pinner.

...Wait, shit, I've been thinking that this was ICJ *all along*. Now I have to contemplate that Nuckles is an actual human being. I... shit. This--this is hard. Little help, anyone? No suggestions, gaybot.

Yes I'm "Real". I even gave Robb an Avatar to upload which he hasn't bothered to do, maybe that lazy bastard could squeeze it in between orders of papa johns pizza deliveries.

Knuckles the CLown wrote:Yes I'm "Real". I even gave Robb an Avatar to upload which he hasn't bothered to do, maybe that lazy bastard could squeeze it in between orders of papa johns pizza deliveries.

Real, as in a "Real Alias" of Walrustitty, perhaps.

You're not Real Like Ren And Stimpy.

Bruce

Don't look at me, I don't play the "make up a fake character to argue with" game.

I agree that it's ICJ, denial or not.

Knuckles the CLown wrote:Yes I'm "Real". I even gave Robb an Avatar to upload which he hasn't bothered to do, maybe that lazy bastard could squeeze it in between orders of papa johns pizza deliveries.

What? Hey, fuck you!

(I ordered Papa John's once and had them deliver it once because I didn't want to drive due to the snow and due to the fact that I almost wrecked my car when it spun out of control that night. I told bitchface here and he just lost it.)

I don't think, without explaining, that anyone here gets the implications of this until you explain that Papa John's is located... right across the street next to the Safeway. That being said, nobody's saying you should have got into your car, because that's not fun ater a near accident, but that you could have walked. THAT being said, you will coma back with the fact that you tipped the delivery guy well, and it was probably the easiest job he had all night. Can we shut up about it now?

Vitriola wrote: you tipped the delivery guy well

Yeah, but did you let the delivery guy tip <i>you</i>?

Bruce

Vitriola wrote:I don't think, without explaining, that anyone here gets the implications of this until you explain that Papa John's is located... right across the street next to the Safeway.

I was hoping that was the case. Thanks, honey. Anyway, I don't know if anyone is saying that I should have got into my car, because that's not usually fun after a near-hit.

That being said, nobody's saying you should have got into your car, because that's not fun ater a near accident.

Right. Upon consideration, I think that Knuckles pretty much was saying that I should have done just that. But I think he means that I should have just walked, so no matter, no bother.

But that you could have walked.

Right. Except, well, I was shaky after the near-accident. I thought I'd trip and fall.

Besides, I tipped the guy well and it was the easiest job he had all night.

THAT being said, you will coma back with the fact that you tipped the delivery guy well, and it was probably the easiest job he had all night.

Next time I do it, I'm going to ask him if he had any trouble finding the place in a very concerned and maternal voice. But that's for another time. Can we shut up about it now?

Can we shut up about it now?

Okay. You don't have to yell.