i'm ready to bust out with some Bible Punishment on every human that dwells upon this shitHole we call Eurth.
I'm shooting lightnening out of me scrotum and farting acidic poop on the faces of me closest combatants.
Usually I would not even respond to this, but I just read the very "creative" thing you wrote under the Portapotty topic and I must ask how did you ever become so "creative"? I'm above calling people names so will leave it at that. Please keep in mind that this is a serious site!
He's about as 'creative' as a toddler with diarrhea in an unpainted room.
Retarded? No... mild irritant, perhaps... imbecilic... troglodytic... I.Q of a coffee table... God-forsaken... companionless... fecalphiliac... simpleton... failure... sad, strange little man... poor excuse for protoplasm... a victim of retroactive birth control... the adjectives go on and on, like the mindless drivel and babblings about the rare and elusive realm known as 'PooPooLand.'
This little creature is devoid of any generic semblance of brain matter and feels a need to write illegible crap on every post possible as he uses his three functional neurons specifically for the task of sequentially finding his miniscule prick and then locating his mother. He would present a compelling argument for a lawsuit against Trojan condoms and should find, as opposed to commenting here, a hobby better suited to his unique abilities. Like writing dialogue for a porno flick. Or perhaps getting the polo mallet removed from his ass from his latest sexual romp with his mother.
Either way, let's hope this future Darwin Award candidate one day gets Drano confused with orange juice and finally rids us from his rambling neurotic spam that speak the true intellectual genius of someone whose I.Q is three below houseplant.
To every legible person on this site that DoEsn'TFeelANeedToTypeLikeThIs,
Peace.
I thought we were friends Anon.
I will now hunt you too, BackStabber.
Whoever started this post is retarded, so yeah. XxXxXx
I'm shooting lightnening out of me scrotum and farting acidic poop on the faces of me closest combatants.
I need pleasing soon...OR ELSE.
love
methos- king of the three finger poonTang
Retarded? No... mild irritant, perhaps... imbecilic... troglodytic... I.Q of a coffee table... God-forsaken... companionless... fecalphiliac... simpleton... failure... sad, strange little man... poor excuse for protoplasm... a victim of retroactive birth control... the adjectives go on and on, like the mindless drivel and babblings about the rare and elusive realm known as 'PooPooLand.'
This little creature is devoid of any generic semblance of brain matter and feels a need to write illegible crap on every post possible as he uses his three functional neurons specifically for the task of sequentially finding his miniscule prick and then locating his mother. He would present a compelling argument for a lawsuit against Trojan condoms and should find, as opposed to commenting here, a hobby better suited to his unique abilities. Like writing dialogue for a porno flick. Or perhaps getting the polo mallet removed from his ass from his latest sexual romp with his mother.
Either way, let's hope this future Darwin Award candidate one day gets Drano confused with orange juice and finally rids us from his rambling neurotic spam that speak the true intellectual genius of someone whose I.Q is three below houseplant.
To every legible person on this site that DoEsn'TFeelANeedToTypeLikeThIs,
Peace.