Dear Jer/Jerzilla!!/whatever
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I'm sorry that you haven't found that special someone yet that will share your "life" and can carry your seed to term giving birth to and succoring the next generation of long haired metal-dorks.
If you really try hard I'm sure you can find some kind of pale tatooed land-whale at the next "concert" in whatever backwater you live in featuring really cool things like skulls and goat's blood and upsidedown crosses to take you home and rub you off by proxy... just get her home by midnight.
In the meantime I will take my several years senior to you, my experience of multiple administrations as a contributor to society, and make an actually informed opinion on what is good or not good policy-wise for myself and those I care about. Do not flatter yourself.
Bluster and pose all you want, you little puissant, but it's all an act. We know it's an act, and it's getting very very old... "gay" to use your terminology. The douchebag you ridicule and vilify on this web forum is behind your keyboard.
You want to impress me? Hire or fire me or make a difference to those around you. Little snot-rags who criticize and invent stupid little "words" like "Librodouche" impress me as much as my latest bowel movement. Sometimes I kick back and think "wow - that was big/smelly/cornladen/whatever..." but in the end I always flush.
I don't care how you ski, where you ski, what kind of music you like, what politicians you hate, or any other little opinion you have about yourself or anything else. I don't care about the "bets" you make or the friends you think you have. Basically I don't care about you at all, and I'm done with you.
I just wanted to share that with you. Now go start a couple of aliases quoting me in their signatures and have fun being the loner little loser you are. You suck for making this place shittier. Fuck you.
Bye, Jer.
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