msanne, whilst i tend to agree with your views on these posts (although perhaps with a little less intensity), your homicidal tendencies have me more than a little alarmed. remind me not to turn my back on you. i would hate to be micturated upon.
and sisqi, you’ve hit upon one of the great truths in life, from my point of view, in saying “being disappointed just means more people to make fun of”. bravo sir, bravo. you’re obviously not a complete idiot.
SLG – at first I was disconcerted to read what you wrote about me as it was quite hurtful to my reputation and stuff, but then I read on and it turns out that you are a self-admitted ‘complete idiot’.
So i took your opinion and wiped my ass with it – I trust you don’t mind, because you’re a complete fucking idiot.
or are you a liar instead?
Hi MsAnneThrope, you are right it IS funny when hoarders are found dead buried under hundreds of old newspapers, envelopes and bits of string… In fact, there ought to be a point at which such a person is denied a burial and is simply left to decompose in their own pile of tat. Like a burial mound for the 21st century sociopath.
The real skill is to be a hoarder and an agorophobe. That takes serious planning, simply to ensure that enough crap comes in to hoard.
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well, you see, i too hope to one day feel welcome enough to be able to share the details of my latest oral sex escapades and how i was “really drunk” last night with the lamebook peeps. that’s the kind of shit i aspire to, and i feel that by sharing these details of what i get up to on a friday night, people will start feeling closer to me.
once they start feeling warm and fuzzy, i’ll ambush them with my love.
i know, i know, i’m a terrible person
you’ve obviously never tried DMT! what with all your substance abuse…if it didn’t scare the absolute bejesus out of you, i reckon you’d fucking love it, msanne!
do you even know what it is? makes acid seem like an aspirin.
not something you wanna get too stuck into, that’s for sure. there are some theories that the pineal gland releases it in near-death situations.
it’s fucking gnarly and the fact that you don’t know that is merely another demonstration of your ignorance.
^ i really agree, sydni! msanne sure does have a love of those italics. maybe she’s got a wog boyfriend.
when she italicises things, i imagine her squinting bitchily at the computer screen, breathing out a combination of semen, gin, and bong smoke all over it, thereby misting it up until she can interpret anything she reads, any way she likes. then she sits back laughing as she hits ‘submit’ and her double chin wobbles and she forgets she’s holding the bong still and it spills all over her crotch, putting yet another stain on that tattered old pair of trakkie dacks.
aww no i can write about other things too msanne! it’s just my fave topic at the moment.
don’t be depressed msanne. just indulge in some more “recreational substances” to celebrate the slaughter of a whole bunch of aussies on a beach in turkey.