It's pointless to mention this, here, on your safe little CRT screen, but if you ever get the chance to call me that to my face, you little nhobod bag of nothing, I will pull your spine out through your ass.
Isn't that cute?
You empty bags of shit sit here jacking each other off, day in and day out, like it was the fucking cure for AIDS, just waiting for somebody to wipe shit on. and you call me "classless".
Fuuuuuuuuuck you.
This place actually used to have a sense of community.
Till ugly, little, spotty asshats like you and the rest of this pack of fucking droolers just shoved your way and started trolling because "hey.. it's funny!".
No it isn't.
There was a sense of community, here.
That sense of community is toast.
And you are part of the probelm but you don't care, because not giving a fuck is your best trick.
Hell, it's your only trick, isn't it?
You mouthy fucking coward.
No wonder you cunts live here. Take that shit outside and you'd get your ass handed to you in a kevlar bag in a week.
Guess what? That doesn't cut it, either. Swinging your non-existant-outside-of-a-computer-monitor balls at me doesn't cut it, either, sweetie pie.
You're shit.
You're lees than shit, but...
...wait...
You don't care, do you? Why should you?
You're safe and warm in your little world where you can be a complete cunt weith impunity.
The measure of a person's "class", you braying, mongoloid pussy, isn't what they'll stoop to if they can get away with it, it's what they'll rise above when nobody's watching.
Trolls? Yeah.. trolls. The fucking lot of you. Your opinion of me is not only bullshit, but it means about as much to me as my opinion of you does, to you.
Why don't you come troll me in person? I guarantee you a very educational evening.
Jesus.. you pathetic sack of shit.
"I made somebody mad at me on the internet! haw!"
Baseless, mouthy insults tend to do that to people, fool.
You... are the arbiter... of nothing.
Until any of you snot-nosed wankers have the guts to say any of this shit to my face, you're everything you're trying to project on me, and less.
You already know that, though. Don't you'
You can shove your empty insults and your "friendship" up your ass with one hand each, you bag of shit.
Bye, kiddies.
Have fun with your fake little lives.
Suck my dick.
Go stand behind Mikey.
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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.