So what do we talk about, kids? Pose a question...
― Lola Falana, Wednesday, 23 July 2003 18:33 (twenty-two years ago)
― jonathan gittins (nevermind^), Wednesday, 23 July 2003 19:29 (twenty-two years ago)
― jonathan gittins (nevermind^), Wednesday, 23 July 2003 19:49 (twenty-two years ago)
Hmm.So it has come to this huh? After all the "awesome" fun we have had together youwish to destroy me already? What if another moron like DEICIDE comes along and ruinsyour plans of having a decent conversation all together? I bet you will be very sorry thatyou got rid of me huh? Tisk,tisk, my sweet Lola, you still cannot stop me.As far as I amconcerned, I can never die, one way or another I shall ooze upon your threads like an evildark plague and persevere in my quest to destroy absolutely all who continue to annoy mewith their inconsiderate remarks and their pointless arguments.All of your bickering andnonsensical discussions only make me greater realize the sad fate of this uninteresting anddefiled race called mankind and its eventual end.The simplicity and wholeness of a planetonce clean of the diseased nature of man, has been stained with its war and tainted by itstrash of unnatural products polluting the balance of life on earth.What is worse is to hearthese pathetic hideous primates chat away their all to clean and imminent doom.Your allgoing to expire in the end, so all you have now is foolishness and obstinate folly to discussconcerning ..........nothing.With the advancement of technology shall come more imbecilesthat waste their time with dumb arguments online and eventually there will onlyfat,whinny,lazy slobs with no potential or prospect of doing anything but getting obese andimmediately dying after eating too many Twinkies chatting about how much they say“They hate Twinkies”.Mankind is irrelevant to the planet Earth, and eventually, nature willtake its course, and destroy us in the end.The least we can do is try not to provoke Mothernature to destroy us by showing her we are not just a race of idiots that care of nothing byjust excluding the fact that we must get over our petty differences and start being morecautious about the people we offend and the paraphernalia we vomit online.I only quarrelwith all of you because you you need someone to disagree with, I just cannot allow you tosimply say things that make no sense at all, especially about me.So if you want to so badlyget me removed, then fine.I will just find other ways to torment you online anyway.Youpeople don’t deserve to say anything about anyone else, being that you are such imprudentlittle fools with worse grammar and attitudes worse than myself anyway. I just hope thatsomehow, one day, you people and I can come close to some kind of resolution andfinally become “actual” friends.I hope.
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Thursday, 24 July 2003 01:08 (twenty-two years ago)
― oops (Oops), Thursday, 24 July 2003 01:20 (twenty-two years ago)
― Andrew Thames (Andrew Thames), Thursday, 24 July 2003 02:16 (twenty-two years ago)
― The Man they call Dan (The Man they call Dan), Thursday, 24 July 2003 02:48 (twenty-two years ago)
Oh well! Most of the shit I said was bullshit anyway! I was only just trying to show off my advanced vocabulary and that I can write a somewhat decent post without profanity to show how intelligent I really am.I hate people thinking I am stupid and all.I just wanted to sound all educated.Anyway, since I grow tired of trying to destroy you people, I am going to ask you all a question that seems to be on everbodys mind:
Do any of you think Kobe Bryant sexually assaulted that woman in Colorado? You think he will have a fair trial? Would any of you bang his wife? Does Lola look like that? Are any of you San Antonio Spurs fans (because if you are, I am going to kick your asses) and do you think the Los Angeles Lakers dynasty is over? Explain:
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Thursday, 24 July 2003 04:28 (twenty-two years ago)
― Andrew Thames (Andrew Thames), Thursday, 24 July 2003 05:45 (twenty-two years ago)
new topic: I was at work tonight, and someone ordered a beer. It had a very small head. It was a Bass. When people order Guiness, the whole fucking thing is a huge huge head. To me, beer is beer...I'm not too fond of it...What makes beers better than other beers? What beers do you guys like? I like Fuzzy Navels!! (Put and umbrella in it and call me a fag!)
― lola falana, Thursday, 24 July 2003 07:27 (twenty-two years ago)
― jonathan gittins (nevermind^), Thursday, 24 July 2003 08:31 (twenty-two years ago)
― Lola Falana, Thursday, 24 July 2003 16:40 (twenty-two years ago)
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Thursday, 24 July 2003 23:24 (twenty-two years ago)
― Lola Falana, Friday, 25 July 2003 00:27 (twenty-two years ago)
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Friday, 25 July 2003 01:46 (twenty-two years ago)
― oops (Oops), Friday, 25 July 2003 06:45 (twenty-two years ago)
― jonathan gittins (nevermind^), Friday, 25 July 2003 11:33 (twenty-two years ago)
― Lola Falana, Friday, 25 July 2003 18:23 (twenty-two years ago)
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Saturday, 26 July 2003 04:42 (twenty-two years ago)
― Lola Falana, Saturday, 26 July 2003 06:40 (twenty-two years ago)
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Saturday, 26 July 2003 19:20 (twenty-two years ago)
― Lola Falana, Sunday, 27 July 2003 09:45 (twenty-two years ago)
― The Man they call Dan (The Man they call Dan), Sunday, 27 July 2003 15:43 (twenty-two years ago)
― Lola Falana, Sunday, 27 July 2003 17:39 (twenty-two years ago)
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Sunday, 27 July 2003 18:38 (twenty-two years ago)
For one:
1.They are dumb
2.They have no respect for my privacy
3.They are fucking useless
4.They stink like shit yet they constantly tell me about how much I stink.
5.They are losers (And have a half-ass look at everything at life, including my unhappiness)
6.They cant hold a decent conversation without referring to how badly they wish me to leave (But if they were actual good parents, then I would not be so fucking content to want to get away from them)
7.They did not try to help me when I went to the doctor for this fucking irritating as fucking hell eye condition called floaters and only assisted me by getting me better glasses (Not solving the fucking problem at all)
8.I want to choke them but I dont know where I can put the bodies.
9.They are the reason my life sucks and why I use you people to escape the ever boring hell I call my life by calloing you names.
10.They dont make any effort to change themselves.
11.They are failures and are a bad influence on me.
Just a few of the reasons why I hate them.But I shall come up with more in the future.
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Sunday, 27 July 2003 18:48 (twenty-two years ago)
― The Man they call Dan (The Man they call Dan), Sunday, 27 July 2003 20:34 (twenty-two years ago)
― Lola Falana, Monday, 28 July 2003 02:13 (twenty-two years ago)
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Monday, 28 July 2003 03:37 (twenty-two years ago)
― The Man they call Dan (The Man they call Dan), Monday, 28 July 2003 04:12 (twenty-two years ago)
― Lola Falana, Monday, 28 July 2003 04:40 (twenty-two years ago)
― oops (Oops), Monday, 28 July 2003 06:51 (twenty-two years ago)
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Monday, 28 July 2003 08:22 (twenty-two years ago)
― Andrew Thames (Andrew Thames), Monday, 28 July 2003 09:39 (twenty-two years ago)
― Lola Falana, Monday, 28 July 2003 18:45 (twenty-two years ago)
― jonathan gittins (nevermind^), Tuesday, 29 July 2003 21:59 (twenty-two years ago)
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Wednesday, 30 July 2003 05:29 (twenty-two years ago)
― jonathan gittins (nevermind^), Wednesday, 30 July 2003 12:19 (twenty-two years ago)
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Wednesday, 30 July 2003 21:42 (twenty-two years ago)
― jonathan gittins (nevermind^), Wednesday, 30 July 2003 21:50 (twenty-two years ago)
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Thursday, 31 July 2003 02:04 (twenty-two years ago)
― The Man they call Dan (The Man they call Dan), Thursday, 31 July 2003 02:38 (twenty-two years ago)
― jonathan gittins (nevermind^), Thursday, 31 July 2003 16:46 (twenty-two years ago)
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Thursday, 31 July 2003 16:51 (twenty-two years ago)
― ~Adrian McCoy, Thursday, 31 July 2003 17:49 (twenty-two years ago)
(man, googling hot boys returns some images i did NOT want to see)
― oops (Oops), Friday, 1 August 2003 08:19 (twenty-two years ago)
― jonathan gittins (nevermind^), Friday, 1 August 2003 12:30 (twenty-two years ago)
― Andrew Thames (Andrew Thames), Friday, 1 August 2003 13:05 (twenty-two years ago)
― jonathan gittins (nevermind^), Friday, 1 August 2003 15:15 (twenty-two years ago)
― DÜÄ|\|3 (doorag), Saturday, 2 August 2003 01:11 (twenty-two years ago)
― The Man they call Dan (The Man they call Dan), Sunday, 3 August 2003 05:06 (twenty-two years ago)
― Andrew Thames (Andrew Thames), Sunday, 3 August 2003 07:54 (twenty-two years ago)
Andrew, I am going to kill you.
― Adrian McCoy (Adrian McCoy), Saturday, July 26, 2003 12:42 AM
― Dr. Phil, Wednesday, 13 May 2009 14:33 (seventeen years ago)