(07-10-2013, 01:06 PM)Clang McFly Wrote:

(07-10-2013, 11:15 AM)Donovan Wrote: And you have the nerve to bust Clang's balls?

I like when sally busts my balls though. She does it in a mean spirited, yet amusing way that always makes me laugh/cheers me up even if that wasn't the intended effect.

I'm always happy to brighten the day of the Donovan Dolittles of the world. Even it's just something as small as tossing you a nickel.

(07-10-2013, 04:19 AM)HairOfTheDog Wrote: HOTD - the man with the 10 inch schlong, or the old lady, or whatever anyone else anyone wants to toss into the dipshit troll pot, doesn't have a job here. It's a volunteer thing, and more pleasure than work, usually.

Assholes.

FTR I was just messing with you, I don't really think you have a 10 inch schlong. Maybe Duchess, but not you.

(07-10-2013, 12:15 PM)BlueTiki Wrote: I'm, not sure, what this, if anything, really means.

"pursuit of commas"

Maybe its like the quest for speechmarks, the hunt for semi colons and the neverending search for fullstops.

(07-09-2013, 09:49 PM)Clang McFly Wrote:

(07-09-2013, 06:23 PM)FAHQTOO Wrote:

(07-09-2013, 04:36 PM)Clang McFly Wrote: Bunch of rich bitches looking down their noses at us poor slobs in this thread(Duchess excluded).

Money does not not equal success/happiness.

How the fuck would you know? You've never had any.

A REAL man has success and happiness when he goes out in the world everyday and participates in being a productive member of society....unlike your worthless self.

Never=a few years? Nice to know. I worked from the time I was 15, I even had a part time job in the college dining room. It wasn't until 2002 at age 29 that my solid work history became spotty. Because of my pride and arrogance I gave up a good retail job making decent money. I was then out of work for a few years, was getting fed up living at home with my parents, so in 2006 I moved out to live with one of my brothers and his girlfriend in Rochester. My laziness, poor attitude sabotaged that and six months later I had to give up my Walmart job and move back home. Then a few months after I got back home, I got a job working for NY State in January of 2007 and move out and get my first(studio) apartment ever in Menands. Lack of proper training/coaching and rotating bosses and I'm fired from that job after 6 months. So not wanting to move back home I quickly scramble to get a job and end up working minimum wage at Dunkin' Donuts. Three weeks later after personality clashes with the boss and not being able to adjust to the overnight hours I quit that job and quickly find a call center job(Clifton Park) doing surveys for Verizon(December 2007). Its then back in August 2007 that I get saddled with my even lazier brother who is having job troubles of his own but is working at Friendly's at this time. So he moves into my already tiny studio apartment until my lease runs out. Shortly after we move into a 2BR apartment at Clifton Park(2008), he loses his Friendly's job where he was doing his management internship but quickly gets a job at McDonald's so he can finish the internship. It was then I was to learn my brother's super ways. He liked to party and socialize with his college buddies so he soon decided to do that instead of paying his half of the bills and expected me to cover his half on my meager minnimum wage salary. He also never wanted to help clean or cook(Ironic since he went to school for cooking and culinary management). This led to my mom helping us out financially but by 2010 she could do no more and had to file for bankruptcy and we were forced to move back home. I should mention that shortly before we came home my brother had a car accident and totalled his car so I like the good natured brother let him borrow my car for work so he wouldn't lose the internship, which meant I missed alot of work and so I had to give up my call center job or be fired. So then fast forward to 2013 and there we are.

Holy Fuck!

I take back everything mean I've ever said to you.

Just kidding. Your life is what you make it, and you've made yours pathetic.

(07-10-2013, 09:28 PM)FAHQTOO Wrote:

(07-09-2013, 09:49 PM)Clang McFly Wrote: Because of my pride and arrogance I gave up a good retail job.... My laziness, poor attitude ...Lack of proper training/coaching and rotating bosses .... personality clashes with the boss and not being able to adjust to the overnight hours ...I get saddled with my even lazier brother ...he loses his Friendly's job ....I was to learn my brother's super ways...This led to my mom helping us out financially ...my brother had a car accident ... I had to give up ...

Your life is what you make it, and you've made yours pathetic.

Yep.

Bunch of fucking cop outs. I gave up. It wasn't my fault, My brother did it, I sponged off my mother and here I am.

Pathetic.

(07-10-2013, 09:28 PM)FAHQTOO Wrote:

(07-09-2013, 09:49 PM)Clang McFly Wrote:

(07-09-2013, 06:23 PM)FAHQTOO Wrote:

(07-09-2013, 04:36 PM)Clang McFly Wrote: Bunch of rich bitches looking down their noses at us poor slobs in this thread(Duchess excluded).

Money does not not equal success/happiness.

How the fuck would you know? You've never had any.

A REAL man has success and happiness when he goes out in the world everyday and participates in being a productive member of society....unlike your worthless self.

Never=a few years? Nice to know. I worked from the time I was 15, I even had a part time job in the college dining room. It wasn't until 2002 at age 29 that my solid work history became spotty. Because of my pride and arrogance I gave up a good retail job making decent money. I was then out of work for a few years, was getting fed up living at home with my parents, so in 2006 I moved out to live with one of my brothers and his girlfriend in Rochester. My laziness, poor attitude sabotaged that and six months later I had to give up my Walmart job and move back home. Then a few months after I got back home, I got a job working for NY State in January of 2007 and move out and get my first(studio) apartment ever in Menands. Lack of proper training/coaching and rotating bosses and I'm fired from that job after 6 months. So not wanting to move back home I quickly scramble to get a job and end up working minimum wage at Dunkin' Donuts. Three weeks later after personality clashes with the boss and not being able to adjust to the overnight hours I quit that job and quickly find a call center job(Clifton Park) doing surveys for Verizon(December 2007). Its then back in August 2007 that I get saddled with my even lazier brother who is having job troubles of his own but is working at Friendly's at this time. So he moves into my already tiny studio apartment until my lease runs out. Shortly after we move into a 2BR apartment at Clifton Park(2008), he loses his Friendly's job where he was doing his management internship but quickly gets a job at McDonald's so he can finish the internship. It was then I was to learn my brother's super ways. He liked to party and socialize with his college buddies so he soon decided to do that instead of paying his half of the bills and expected me to cover his half on my meager minnimum wage salary. He also never wanted to help clean or cook(Ironic since he went to school for cooking and culinary management). This led to my mom helping us out financially but by 2010 she could do no more and had to file for bankruptcy and we were forced to move back home. I should mention that shortly before we came home my brother had a car accident and totalled his car so I like the good natured brother let him borrow my car for work so he wouldn't lose the internship, which meant I missed alot of work and so I had to give up my call center job or be fired. So then fast forward to 2013 and there we are.

Holy Fuck!

I take back everything mean I've ever said to you.

Just kidding. Your life is what you make it, and you've made yours pathetic.

Its taken many years, but thanks to the advice and opinions of random internet friends and strangers I'm finally learning to cope/live with my many failings and shortcomings. I'm almost finally at peace and have embraced the fact that I'll never amount to anything but that a quick suicide is not the answer, but rather a slow death from overeating and lack of exercise. Finally I have achieved ELIGHTENMENT! Or engorgement....yeah probably the second one. Thanks Chlamydia Nasty and FUCKSLOU for all your help in making me realize I have achieved my lifelong dream of failing.

Stop the woe is me crap Clang. Get off your ass and do something.

So Clang is going to kill himself and blame it on me and CN because he didn't know he was a failure until we told him so...Hahaha!!

Glad I could be helpful in your time of need.

(07-10-2013, 10:10 PM)Clang McFly Wrote: Its taken many years, but . . . I'm finally learning to cope/live with my many failings and shortcomings. Thanks . . . for all your help in making me realize I have achieved my lifelong dream of failing.

Holy Shit!

You really are slow if it took you this long.

It was clear, to me, in 1988 you needed to begin accepting your abject failure.

It's all your fault F2. You should have been nicer and coddled his fat ass.

(07-10-2013, 10:37 PM)ramseycat Wrote: It's all your fault F2. You should have been nicer and coddled his fat ass.

I know. I'm going to try and lose some sleep over this tonight. Knowing he probably won't be here tomorrow, all because of me, might even cause me to have a bad day at work tomorrow...at least for the first hour or so.

Well Clang ruined the rest of my fucking week, and maybe even the weekend. If that son of a bitch overeats himself to death I'll have no other choice but to stick a dried salami down my throat and go with God and Jesus Christ our savoir.

(07-10-2013, 10:55 PM)sally Wrote: Well the son of a bitch ruined the rest of my fucking week, and maybe even the weekend. If Clang overeats himself to death I'll have no other choice but to stick a dried salami down my throat and go with God and Jesus Christ our savoir.

I'm starting to feel bad now. Maybe we should do a Jim Jones deal...a mass Mock suicide to show our support for Clang.

(07-10-2013, 11:00 PM)FAHQTOO Wrote: Maybe we should do a Jim Jones deal...a mass Mock suicide to show our support for Clang.

If he buys the Kool-Aid, without using his EBT card, I'll have a glass.

Did y'all miss the part where he said kill himself slowly? He's having to much fun bleeding the 'tit of pathetic sympathy' dry to get it over with quick.

(07-10-2013, 11:04 PM)BlueTiki Wrote:

(07-10-2013, 11:00 PM)FAHQTOO Wrote: Maybe we should do a Jim Jones deal...a mass Mock suicide to show our support for Clang.

If he buys the Kool-Aid, without using his EBT card, I'll have a glass.

I didn't even think of that. Ill be damned if I'm gonna for his suicide, and MINE!!

Maybe he'll do the right thing and steal some cash out of mommys pocketbook, so as not to be a burden on our survivng family members.

Maybe we should sing Swing Low, Sweet Chariot. I know it's an American Negro spiritual, but niggers and fat trolls are pretty much the same, no?

If clang offs himself I will consider my work here done, it really will be a case of “the planet just lost some excess weight! Another fat piece of shit has killed himself! Hallelujah!”

I shouldn't mock really at least clang realises what a worthless fat fuck he is, if we can get donovan destitute to realise what a failure in the game of life he is I think we can all say we have truly achieved something.

(07-10-2013, 11:08 PM)crash Wrote: y'all

Look at me! I'm an American just like you! Please like me!

You stoopid motherfucker.

(07-11-2013, 03:06 AM)Cynical Ninja Wrote: If clang offs himself I will consider my work here done, it really will be a case of “the planet just lost some excess weight! Another fat piece of shit has killed himself! Hallelujah!”

I shouldn't mock really at least clang realises what a worthless fat fuck he is, if we can get donovan destitute to realise what a failure in the game of life he is I think we can all say we have truly achieved something.

I guess I suck at sarcasm too or it doesn't translate well on the internet without the use of a smilie. Sorry to disappoint Cyst Necrotic, but I'm here to stay.

(Fat2mor can suck it too!)