Smack talk thread

[E20]

good one :rollseyes:

Learn how to use a smiley .

[INS]

:grrrrl:

[lefty]

[E20]

Wow, the spelling-smack-card, you guys are real good.

[ellashoo]

Stupid ...


If you aren't an idiot, you made a world-class effort at simulating one. Try to edit your writing of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly.


I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid collapsed on itself so far that even the neutrons have collapsed. Stupid gotten so dense that no intellect can escape. Singularity stupid. Blazing hot mid-day sun on Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid in one second than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. Your writing has to be a troll. Nothing in our universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this is some primordial fragment from the original big bang of stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on. This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me again for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of the rest of this drivel. Duh.



You swine. You vulgar little maggot. Don't you know that you are pathetic? You worthless bag of filth. As we say in Texas, I'll bet you couldn't pour piss out of a boot with instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you.


You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you. You are a bloody nardless newbie twit protohominid chromosomally aberrant caricature of a copro ic cloacal parasitic pond s and I wish you would go away.

You're a putrescence mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon.

You are a bleating fool, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done.

I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell?

You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs.

You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot.

And what meaning do you expect your delusionally self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have with us? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake?

You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed drooling meatslapper.

On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go.



The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. I have snipped away most of what you wrote, because, well... it didn't really say anything. Your attempt at constructing a creative flame was pitiful. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective... Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things more difficult. If I had known, that this was your case then I would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.

P.S.: You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful, cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, de able, belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal, fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic, brain-damaged, imbecilic, insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented, lame, self-righteous, byzantine, conspiratorial, satanic, fraudulent, libelous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant, clueless, illegitimate, harmful, destructive, dumb, evasive, double-talking, devious, revisionist, narrow, manipulative, paternalistic, fundamentalist, dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical, cultic, diseased, suppressive, controlling, restrictive, malignant, deceptive, dim, crazy, weird, dystopic, stifling, uncaring, plantigrade, grim, unsympathetic, jargon-spouting, censorious, secretive, aggressive, mind-numbing, arassive, poisonous, flagrant, self-destructive, abusive, socially-re ed, puerile, clueless, and generally Not Good.

he said the eff word. and alot of other mean stuff. wait til chicken sees this.

[jaffies]

:prozac:

[Mister Sinister]

OH, it's the Juggernaut, !

[INS]

Hey E20 do you suck for the pleasure or for the money?

[TigerMac]

yall cuss a lot.

[ellashoo]

What the is horntes?

i think thats the team from el paso?

[E20]

The thought of Whottt getting banned. LOL

[lefty]

[TigerMac]

did anyone take the time to read that long rant? he made about 3 points total.

[E20]

Hey E20 do you suck for the pleasure or for the money?

I don't suck at all, but I got pictures of you dry humping a bee hive thinking you'll be closer to CP- FACE

[ellashoo]

How long did that take you to write?

And way to break out the thesaurus...

i like to call it theasaurus. it makes it more fun. it sounds like a dinosaur instead of a boring book of words. grarrrrrrr!!

[lefty]

Peja Stojakovic :

[jaffies]

:3pointstotal:

[Spurminator]

You failed to understand the points within the points

Stupid HornetFan

[Tacker]

I don't suck at all, but I got pictures of you dry humping a bee hive thinking you'll be closer to CP- FACE

+1

[Mister Sinister]

“Well what’s it going to be then eh?”

Well there was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, Dim being really dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar making up our rasoodocks what to do with the evening, a flip dark chill winter bas through dry. I sat there, peeting on my milk plus, a real horror show vellocet, the kind with the knives in it, as we used to say, and this would sharpen you up and make you ready for the ultra-violence, and this is what we were peeting this evening I’m starting off the story with, a raskazz of how my life got turned about, in the opposite ways of upways. So it goes.

Our pockets were full of deng, so there was no real need from the point of view of crasting any more pretty polly to tolchock some old veck in an alley and viddy him swim in his blood while we counted the takings and divided by four, nor to do the ultra-violent on some shivering starry grey-haired p sa in a shop and go smecking off with the till’s guts. But, as they say, money isn’t everything.

I could feel the knives of the old moloko starting to prick, and now I was ready for a bit of the old ultra-violence, to put the boot to some grazhny old pyahnitsa and slooshy doing the old boo hoo hoo and to viddy his guttiwutts spilling out of his earthly vessel, the reddest of reds, O my brothers, real horror show. And perhaps finish up the evening with the old in-out on some weepy young devotchka.

So there we were, me being Alex and my three droogs, their names not with any need to be repeated, got up on the old footiewooties and koolied out of the old Korova, sharpened up and ready to rough and tumble, and we scatted out into the big winter nochy.

When we traveled our way to the outside we walked around a bit, smecking an suchlike, when we viddied a burbling old pyahnitsa, howling away at the filthy songs of his fathers and going blerp blerp in between as it might be a flithy old orchestra in his stinking rotten guts. O, we put the boot to him real horror show, O my brothers, and we viddied the reds coming out of him real horrorshow and smecked and smecked our way back to our humble abodes, feeling ged and shagged and all the vesches in between, and as I approached to gateway entrance to where I would be laying my gulliver down to rest the nochy away I got a real horrorshow idea. Instantly I scatted over to the sidewalk and I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "fresh" and it had dice in the mirror, if anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought: "Man, forget it, yo holmes, to Bel-air!" I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabbie "Yo holmes, smell you later." I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-air.

[ellashoo]

yall cuss a lot.

omg! did yall see theire "ban"?!!!!
it is the cutest-thing-ever!!!!!

how could you have the heart to actually ban someone if thats your ban thingy?



its effing dancing deoderant!!!

[pawe]

Peja Stojakovic :

more like, Peja Stojakovic's mother

[INS]

CP- FACE = not funny. I know you're likely in middle school, but random curse words does not equal humor. Now Popovich's face, Manu's nose and bald spot, and Tim Duncan loving mayonnaise.. now that's funny.

[marini martini]

I don't suck at all, but I got pictures of you dry humping a bee hive thinking you'll be closer to CP- FACE

Did you ever know that you're my hero?

[fightingtiger2335]

:spurs: