No fucking way - it was fresh-frozen, like all Ahi grade tuna. Dickhead.
I can't believe that the effort to help out a maggot who was hurting has gotten cunted up in such as miserable fashion.
The guy was in a personal private hell that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. He shared his pain and asked for nothing. Some maggotts decided to do something to ease his financial burden. I like many others joined in and sent what I could spare.
He asked for nothing and generous people lent a helping hand. The "concerned maggot" should show his concern by deleting his thread ASAP.
Damn, we're in a tight spot!
What happened? Can someone post some cliff notes.
"Can't vouch for him, though he seems normal via email."
Monty Python's version of the cougar phenomenon:
"This is a frightened city. Over these houses, over these streets hangs a pall of fear. Fear of a new kind of violence which is terrorizing the city. Yes, gangs of old ladies attacking defenseless, fit young men".
And I think it goes to show how powerful and awesome, basom's awesomness really is. he is able to bend the time/space/awesomeness continuum and thus, after meeting basom you are so overwhelmed by his awesomeness that you feel sullied. it is only after you have had to time to reflect on basom's awesomeness do you realize how awesome he really is.
(I should add, that this is only third hand knowledge as I have never met basom, but I hear he his pretty awesome).
WOW...This thread should die too. I'm all about the free market and don't care for censorship. So, why don't you guys just create change through personal action (or inaction)? Quit the feeding frenzy and let the thread die by itself. Or, just keep throwing salt in a hurting man's wounds. Either way...I fell bad for even posting in this one.
Monty Python's version of the cougar phenomenon:
"This is a frightened city. Over these houses, over these streets hangs a pall of fear. Fear of a new kind of violence which is terrorizing the city. Yes, gangs of old ladies attacking defenseless, fit young men".
"Honey, I'm home!"
Your ability to see past the chicken legs and suburban-mom-sneakers to the heart of the matter impresses me, rontele.
Last edited by iceman; 02-20-2007 at 09:50 AM.
With this kind of rampant use of my likeness its only a matter of time before I break out the tinfoil hat. Weirdos.
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