*kick*
*pow*
*kaboom!!!*
― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 21:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― Sarah McLusky (coco), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 21:25 (twenty-one years ago)
― Sarah McLusky (coco), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 21:27 (twenty-one years ago)
― nickalicious against the machine (nickalicious), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 21:28 (twenty-one years ago)
x-post SMcL OTM
― mookieproof (mookieproof), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 21:28 (twenty-one years ago)
Sarah, Angst Supermodel!
― Nichole Graham (Nichole Graham), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 21:28 (twenty-one years ago)
― nickalicious (nickalicious), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 21:28 (twenty-one years ago)
― Sarah McLusky (coco), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 21:28 (twenty-one years ago)
― Sarah McLusky (coco), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 21:29 (twenty-one years ago)
― Labia, Tuesday, 18 November 2003 21:30 (twenty-one years ago)
― ethereal cereal (Jody Beth Rosen), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 21:32 (twenty-one years ago)
As for you potential employers, if you're going to keep running your fucking ads (how much do those fuckers cost each time?) why the hell can't you call me for an interview? I have the credentials and experience you specify in the ad. What the hell are you looking for?
― j.lu (j.lu), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 21:33 (twenty-one years ago)
― Bryan (Bryan), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 21:36 (twenty-one years ago)
J.lu speaks the grief of today's jobless. You have become my first guru.
― Nichole Graham (Nichole Graham), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 21:39 (twenty-one years ago)
sometimes a series of little disappointments sets you off because there's already BIG FUCKING DISAPPOINTMENT that you're doing your best to cope with and fucking damn it. enough already.
― JuliaA (j_bdules), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 22:20 (twenty-one years ago)
― oops (Oops), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 22:54 (twenty-one years ago)
― Francis Watlington (Francis Watlington), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 23:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― bnw (bnw), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 23:41 (twenty-one years ago)
― Markelby (Mark C), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 23:48 (twenty-one years ago)
― gaz (gaz), Tuesday, 18 November 2003 23:55 (twenty-one years ago)
― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 00:00 (twenty-one years ago)
― Orbit (Orbit), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 03:34 (twenty-one years ago)
Wow, this thread was right, I do feel better already.
― Citizen Kate (kate), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 15:53 (twenty-one years ago)
― Pinkpanther (Pinkpanther), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 15:55 (twenty-one years ago)
WHY ARE YOU MAKING MY JOB HARDER YOU FUXORS!!
asshats. . .
― A Girl Named Sam (thatgirl), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 15:59 (twenty-one years ago)
;)
― enrique (Enrique), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 16:00 (twenty-one years ago)
― Marcello Carlin, Wednesday, 19 November 2003 16:07 (twenty-one years ago)
― A Girl Named Sam (thatgirl), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 16:08 (twenty-one years ago)
― enrique (Enrique), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 16:08 (twenty-one years ago)
― Pinkpanther (Pinkpanther), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 16:09 (twenty-one years ago)
― Citizen Kate (kate), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 16:10 (twenty-one years ago)
― stevem (blueski), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 16:11 (twenty-one years ago)
Btw, all the ppl getting paranoid, forget it! points at stevem
― Pinkpanther (Pinkpanther), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 16:15 (twenty-one years ago)
― Citizen Kate (kate), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 16:17 (twenty-one years ago)
― Chris B. Sure (Chris V), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 16:26 (twenty-one years ago)
― Labia, Wednesday, 19 November 2003 16:31 (twenty-one years ago)
― Lynskey (Lynskey), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 16:41 (twenty-one years ago)
http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2003-10/463758/booya.jpg
― Sarah McLusky (coco), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 16:59 (twenty-one years ago)
BANG! BANG! BANG! LOOKOUT, LOOKOUT, LOOKOUT!!!
― Citizen Kate (kate), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 17:00 (twenty-one years ago)
― Pinkpanther (Pinkpanther), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 17:01 (twenty-one years ago)
― Sarah McLusky (coco), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 17:02 (twenty-one years ago)
― Citizen Kate (kate), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 17:03 (twenty-one years ago)
― jel -- (jel), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 18:19 (twenty-one years ago)
http://www.quartzcity.net/albums/2003lasvegas/IMG_0749.jpg
― ethereal cereal (Jody Beth Rosen), Wednesday, 19 November 2003 21:14 (twenty-one years ago)
FUCK YOU DICK, IF YOU CALL BACK I'M GONNA HUNT YOU DOWN AND GO TO WORK ON YOUR FACE WITHA BROKEN BOTTLE AND A ZIPPO. YOU FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING FUCKIN SMALL MINDED PIN-HEAD, POMPOUS ASSHOLE. I BET YOUR WIFE HATES YOU AND IS FUCKING THE MILKMAN, YOURE OVERWEIGHT AND YOUR DAUGHTER STOPPED SPEAKING TO YOU WHEN SHE WENT AWAY TO UNI TO GET DICKED BY EVERY GUITARIST ON THE CAMPUS. YOU'RE DUE A HEART ATTACK ANY SECOND FOOL - I CAN'T WAIT TO HEAR ABOUT IT.
OH DON'T CALL ME BACK DICK. OH YOU JUST FUCKED YOURSELF... YOU JUST FUCKING FUCKEDYOURSELF NOW DICK. I JUST GOTTA TAKE YOU OUT FOR A DRIVE MOTHERFUCKER. WE'LL GO DOWN TO THE COAST... DON'T WORRY, I'LL BRING THE DUCK TAPE AND BASEBALL BAT. WE'LL HAVE SOME FUN.
If I ever fucking have the chance to meet you cunt, I promise, the first point of contact will be my forehead on the bridge of your likely bulbous nose.
fucking asshole
― Alex K (Alex K), Friday, 21 November 2003 11:03 (twenty-one years ago)
― Pinkpanther (Pinkpanther), Friday, 21 November 2003 11:08 (twenty-one years ago)
― Alex K (Alex K), Friday, 21 November 2003 11:12 (twenty-one years ago)
― Pinkpanther (Pinkpanther), Friday, 21 November 2003 11:13 (twenty-one years ago)
― Alex K (Alex K), Friday, 21 November 2003 11:18 (twenty-one years ago)
― Pinkpanther (Pinkpanther), Friday, 21 November 2003 11:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― Dancing Queen, Friday, 21 November 2003 11:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― Pinkpanther (Pinkpanther), Friday, 21 November 2003 11:28 (twenty-one years ago)
― smee (smee), Friday, 21 November 2003 11:31 (twenty-one years ago)
― Pinkpanther (Pinkpanther), Friday, 21 November 2003 11:32 (twenty-one years ago)
― Archel (Archel), Friday, 21 November 2003 11:33 (twenty-one years ago)
― Pinkpanther (Pinkpanther), Friday, 21 November 2003 11:41 (twenty-one years ago)
― Citizen Kate (kate), Friday, 21 November 2003 11:43 (twenty-one years ago)
― Pinkpanther (Pinkpanther), Friday, 21 November 2003 11:50 (twenty-one years ago)
When you called my company up yesterday, I it was, who through the malignant play of hideous chance, was struck by the colossal misfortune of picking up a colleague’s phone to find your desperate, whining voice on the other end.
Although your subsequent email to my colleague here does underline the frankly futile nature of our brief but almost unbearable conversation, I must also point out that it betrays an unfortunately weak grasp of reality.
When you called, what you effectively were asking me to do was operate as a PR Agency on your company’s behalf for absolutely no incentive to us whatsoever. A laughable request of course, but since you were clearly 20 minutes from deadline and blatantly flaking under the pressure of the prospect of missing out on a precious PR op because of your own inadequacies, you categorically failed to note that your request was utterly risible.
That said, you also failed to note to my colleague in your petty smokescreen of a complaint, fired off to make you feel better about your own inability to communicate, that despite your pisstaking, I did ask you several times how we could speed things up, make things easier for you. Ah, it’s always a joy when good intentions get thrown back in your face by a pinheaded, pushy moron such as your almost-hilariously obnoxious self.
What I and my colleagues here found most hard to take while we were guffawing over your misguided and pompous email, was your ignorant slander that I "need a lesson in good manners" and that I "should remove the cotton wool from my ears." A-hahahahahahahahaha. Good one pal. But again, your recollection is warped by your pitiful inability to recognise your own pathetic floundering. While you repeatedly asked me to do something which a: was your own responsibility, b: was nothing to do with my company, c: I would not have been able to do even if I had wanted to, d: was flagrant pisstaking, you will recall that I kept you on the line, though the conversation was almost as excruciating as Chinese water torture, in a foolish attempt to get you to seek an alternative that would have been acceptable to the both of us. This, of course, you were either too stupid, too panicked, or too bloated with a perverse sense of your self-importance to even attempt to do.
Anyway, I suppose I just wanted to thank you on behalf of everyone here for supplying us with a good laugh on this grey Wednesday morning. I would however, advise you to take a long hard look in the mirror before you next start throwing insults and slanders about recklessly, else you are liable to continually come across like a complete and utter prick. And if you want to mount covert character assassinations, make sure you sound off to somebody who has at least an ounce of sympathy for your spineless cause, otherwise you not only look childish, but cowardly.
Go fuck yourself.
al
― Alex K (Alex K), Wednesday, 10 December 2003 11:10 (twenty-one years ago)
― John Tifical, Sunday, 4 April 2004 15:51 (twenty-one years ago)
― DMTina (DMTina), Monday, 5 April 2004 01:13 (twenty-one years ago)
I fucking LOVE This thread!!!!!
THIS IS THE GREATEST THING IN THE WORLD!!!
I FUCKING HATE SMUG FUCKHEADS.
― sunjammerr, Monday, 5 April 2004 01:34 (twenty-one years ago)
they sent me to anger management classes in hi skool
― sunjammerr, Monday, 5 April 2004 01:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― j.lu (j.lu), Monday, 5 April 2004 01:55 (twenty-one years ago)
My condo association and management: F*CK YOU!People who advertise jobs and don't call me back: F*CK YOU!Jobs that require me to be on duty on Friday night and/or Sunday morning: F*CK YOU!My broken kitchen fan: F*CK YOU!Drivers with phones clutched to their ears: F*CK YOU!Drivers who don't use their turn signals: F*CK YOU!Jobs that require me to drop my weekend plans if I want to get any pay this week: F*CK YOU!
I've been flipping the bird at random things and chanting "F*ck it" under my breath for the last two weeks.
― j.lu (j.lu), Monday, 5 April 2004 02:06 (twenty-one years ago)