I am youthful and robust. I'm sure that is irritating to others, but I can't help my vitality.

(01-14-2012, 12:26 PM)Smegma Wrote: Forgive me, I didn't realize "It isn't the conent, it is the delivery." was constructive criticism since I don't know that the fuck conent means. Is that an algebraic term?

Yes, the typing error should have confused you to that degree. I'm glad you took the easy answer. Dick enjoys it when you employ his tactics.

Does this make you Dick's bitch? Because he can have you.

(01-14-2012, 11:47 AM)Middle Finger Wrote: some positive attention from Duchess. That's all any real Mock Man could want.

I'm wearing one of these like a halo.

(01-14-2012, 12:56 PM)Duchess Wrote:

(01-14-2012, 11:47 AM)Middle Finger Wrote: some positive attention from Duchess. That's all any real Mock Man could want.

I'm wearing one of these like a halo.

Try taking a shower, cover scents don't usually work too well.

(01-14-2012, 12:58 PM)IMaDick Wrote: Try taking a shower, cover scents don't usually work too well.

Hahaha! Fucker.

(01-14-2012, 12:56 PM)Duchess Wrote:

(01-14-2012, 11:47 AM)Middle Finger Wrote: some positive attention from Duchess. That's all any real Mock Man could want.

I'm wearing one of these like a halo.

That thing is awesome!

God, talk about butt hurt. It's always such a dramatic overreaction with you. The conversation went like this:

kshores: that was disturbing.

Me: Was it my goatse reference? That might have been a little over the top. But then I'm apparently a psycho so how far is too far? Points to ponder.

Cracker: I already did the goatse thing here. It isn't the conent, it is the delivery. (huh?)

Me: I'll make sure to read and memorize all your posts before commenting on a famous meme, I wouldn't want to plagiarize you. (My response since it appeared you were saying you had already done the goatse thing. Oh, that's right. You DID say that. Then what's your fucking point?)

And we're off on another Cracker crackhead meltdown...

Cracker: That wasn't a slam. Unless you are a menopausal egocentric shutin that can't accept constructive criticism because you built your life on platitudes and wishes. I was actually supporting you for the use of goatse. But you didn't "hear" that part because you have thin skin (which is a common malady for those who suffer from an enduring lack of physical human contact. cat fur is soft. over time, that breaks down your body's natural ability to withstand the touch of men).

Cracker doesn't do egg shells.

Me: Forgive me, I didn't realize "It isn't the conent, it is the delivery." was constructive criticism since I don't know that the fuck conent means. Is that an algebraic term?

And you can pound egg shells up your withered ass as far as I'm concerned.

I'm still not sure how "it isn't the content (?), it is the delivery" is constructive criticism, particularly when you couldn't be bothered to explain what the fuck you're talking about. Or proofread. Some pithy little (misspelled) sentence isn't helpful if you actually were offering some kind of helpful suggestion.

Dunno if you lurked when Moose was here but you come across as his slightly tranquilized older sister. That isn't a good thing. I hope this helps... this is offered as constructive criticism as well.

You are a weird person.

Those aren't meltdowns. They are humor. I post here to amuse myself. You are trying to drag me into your the-Internet-is-real-and-you-are-my-friends bizaro world. If you think I stewed or cackled or felt pride by slamming you, you are a freak. If you took them to heart, good. They were a few seconds of my life (I type quickly, make very few errors, and still spit out more cogent material than you can manage).

I would worry more about you turning into Gollum than I would worry about Cracker. When I leave the house, like today I had a lovely long lunch with friends and did a little shopping, you never cross my mind. In fact, I am only reminded of your existence when I am reading this site.

I'm sorry you aren't ingrained in my psyche, or anyone else's. I'm sorry nobody loves you. I'm sorry you don't have any real friends who invite you places. I'm sorry you don't have lasting real life relationships or children. I'm sorry you are single and still dress horribly. I'm sorry you are an old lady in your early 50's. I'm sorry your apartment smells like feet and dirty laundry. I'm sorry you eat canned food with little nutrition and a lot of sodium. I'm sorry you aren't as pretty as I am.

Is there anything else you would like to project on me? Because I can handle it. Because I don't really care, this is the Internet.

(01-14-2012, 08:09 PM)Cracker Wrote: You are a weird person.

Those aren't meltdowns. They are humor. I post here to amuse myself. You are trying to drag me into your the-Internet-is-real-and-you-are-my-friends bizaro world. If you think I stewed or cackled or felt pride by slamming you, you are a freak. If you took them to heart, good. They were a few seconds of my life (I type quickly, make very few errors, and still spit out more cogent material than you can manage).

I would worry more about you turning into Gollum than I would worry about Cracker. When I leave the house, like today I had a lovely long lunch with friends and did a little shopping, you never cross my mind. In fact, I am only reminded of your existence when I am reading this site.

I'm sorry you aren't ingrained in my psyche, or anyone else's. I'm sorry nobody loves you. I'm sorry you don't have any real friends who invite you places. I'm sorry you don't have lasting real life relationships or children. I'm sorry you are single and still dress horribly. I'm sorry you are an old lady in your early 50's. I'm sorry your apartment smells like feet and dirty laundry. I'm sorry you eat canned food with little nutrition and a lot of sodium. I'm sorry you aren't as pretty as I am.

Is there anything else you would like to project on me? Because I can handle it. Because I don't really care, this is the Internet.

Would you mind putting in a few bold HTML's or color changes in your post , just the key words would be good.

Thanks and while I'm sure you will understand this request, others will not get it.

Duchess, guess what's on the radio right now in Atlanta?







Black Betty. Bam ba lam oh black Betty bam ba lam.

(01-14-2012, 08:17 PM)krystalshores Wrote: Duchess, guess what's on the radio right now in Atlanta?







Black Betty. Bam ba lam oh black Betty bam ba lam.

This is not the ass kisser thread, after 100 posts people will think you're slow if you can't find the right thread to post in.

I can post what I want Dickie poo.

I'm over 100 posts?!?! Do I get a cookie or something?

(01-14-2012, 08:17 PM)krystalshores Wrote: Duchess, guess what's on the radio right now in Atlanta?

Atlanta??? No wonder Cracker won. I was set up--a simple case of Georgia hicks sticking together.

(01-14-2012, 08:26 PM)krystalshores Wrote: I'm over 100 posts?!?! Do I get a cookie or something?

Ask Cracker for a god damn cookie.

I don't bake very often. If the flour and sugar bags come down off the shelf, someone is going to get fat.

I'll buy you a beer instead.

(01-14-2012, 08:30 PM)username Wrote: Atlanta??? No wonder Cracker won. I was set up--a simple case of Georgia hicks sticking together.

I'm pretty sure radio waves don't stop at the state line.

(01-14-2012, 08:41 PM)Cracker Wrote: I'm pretty sure radio waves don't stop at the state line.

Uh-huh. She's probably sitting in Anchorage listening to an Atlanta radio station.

Maybe. http://tunein.com/radio/Atlanta-r100011/

(01-14-2012, 08:32 PM)username Wrote:

(01-14-2012, 08:26 PM)krystalshores Wrote: I'm over 100 posts?!?! Do I get a cookie or something?

Ask Cracker for a god damn cookie.

I thought you knew she had a 3 hr head start?