Speaking of not having time for you, I really wish I wasn't compelled to address this, because you obviously won't take the time to asborb anything I say to you in response.

However, if I point out once, just once, that you're being snarky toward me, don't you think being consistently so is doing little more than perpetuating it?

Not knowing you, it's also quite awkward and obtuse to reply to my posts repeatedly just to point out that you've nothing to say about them.

REEOWR!

SKYPE, you two. SKYPE

you sound like oprah.

Isn't skype some cyber sex technology demon? I'm not down with that

Sometimes. People ease their tensions in many different ways...

LOOK, will everyone shut the fuck up and accept my apologies if I give this bitch REAL LIFE WALL-E as a present? I mean, REAL LIFE WALL-E. I CANT DO MUCH GODDAMED MORE.

I don't trust Wall-E anymore, he ate that baby!

That kid would've owned 6th street this year.

EDIT: Nevermind. Fucking sword of damocles moderators.

wall-E didn't eat that kid, he's collecting it. didn't you see the movie?

I just found out people put glue in their hair. I did it.

Do your weave be itchin?

bitches wanna front/
don't make me take mah nails off/
tear your whack weave off/

Aww haha! So YOU'RE the victim in all this? I see it now, POOR you!

This seems appropriate:

Actually people here generally aren't very nice to each other. I'm not sure there's any point telling them that though.

You know, people in real life have been kind of rude and snarky lately too - is it the change in weather? It's bringing me down, yo.

See though, this is the cuntery I speak of. If you keep being a miserable sack, why would I EVER be nice to you?

Don't complain when it's exactly what you want.

That Wall-E picture made my day.

Also, you ought to realize that even if no one else cares, I know your fuckery is all for show.

I went out of my way to tell you things that no one else might have, that you weren't supposed to know, because I thought it was the nice thing to do. However, you don't know that the posts you requested DO still exist, and I didn't tell you about them. Not to be a cunt, not because I thought it might be against some rules or code of loyalty or secrecy, but because they're quite rude and I didn't want them to hurt your feeelings.

And then the next day, out of nowhere but extreme crotchitude, I can't speak without you telling me that I'm a boring old whore.

So really though, fuck off.

I'm sorry, are you serious? You actually think you're the victim here?

Okay, here's what actually happened. People are having a nice time in chat, then you come in and ruin it by relentlessly bitching at someone over a real or imagined slight. Then when someone else tells you to shut up, you turn on them and use fairly personal stuff to attack them with the same two-faced, self-righteous abandon as Corellion. Aaand now you're doing again and you're playing a victim card to boot!

There's no victim, you loathsome cunt. I'm simply saying that you get what you give, and asking you to kindly fuck yourself sideways. But really, keep being imaginative and butthurt about things that don't matter.

Also, for someone who's been here for longer than half a decade, why don't you know better than to take me and Corellion's whining seriously, let alone take it to heart and let it ruin your party?

yall whiny bitches up in hear

WHADDITDO STEVE.

i'm nice. Or i used to be.

I used to be, too. Niceness seems to be something I grew out of.

oh, noes. no need for that. i had a good laugh.

Jesus Christ, I told you fuckers to nail that cat door shut. There's another Juggalo in the cult. I ain't chasing this one out, you call animal control.

I think there is. I think it's that easy, just the acknowledgment that one is being mean. You don't even have to use a swear word, bitch or prick or asshole. You're being mean. And they fall flat on their face. Nobody wants to be acknowledged as being mean. They just wanna be mean, maybe cause there's some subsurface comfort when another is attacked. One's suffering helps you forget your own?

I don't even understand how people dislike each other. It's the dumbest fucking game I've recognized since landing on this planet three hundred and fifteen years ago.

Behold, this ridiculous conversation I had at the night shift of a grocery store with a 46 year old cokehead:

"That mother fucker! bla bla bla, I'm not gonna take this!"

"Who?"

"Jay."

"JAY!? What did Jay do?"

"What? You like Jay?"

"Jay is Jay. I don't know."

"He was saying shit about all of us, how we don't work hard."

"So? We don't work very hard."

"I'm putting in a complaint to management! RAWR! I want you to sign it, bla bla bla."

"I'm not signing that shit."

"You're a pussy."

"A pussy? Why?"

"Cause you won't stick up for yourself."

"But what if I honestly don't care?"

"Then you're an idiot. You can't let people talk shit about you!"

"But there billions of people. I can't expect them all to like me. And if I spent a few minutes on each that didn't I could spend eternity catering to people who... don't even like me."

"That makes no fucking sense to me!"

The thing that gets me, too, is the first thing to come is dislike, and right after, people want to discredit the one they don't like. My brother will come home from work and rant about some woman who was a bitch in a coffee shop. Then he'll tell me she was fat, too. Is this proof of something? Do you think all bitches are fat? Do you think in another world this fat bitch couldn't have been skinny? Why do people feel the need to confirm that the people they don't like are inadequate, only to turn around and voice their own inadequacies to the ones they love? If it's important that the person you don't like be flawed, would you forfeit your life if a perfect person existed and didn't like you?

I also don't understand why people become obsessed with the people they don't like. Day one of a new hate, somebody will come to me and tell me what a person did to make them not like them, and then comes the fortification of that person's shittiness, the listing of flaws, and then day two, day three, day four, there are developments! I'm not talking anything cult related... people listen harder, they hear more, they listen to a person they don't like like they listen to a person they love, and then they spill it all to me, these new developments, the person said this! she did that! He doesn't recycle! His car is shit! His baby is ugly!

What if MY fucking baby was ugly? WHAT DOES IT MEAN?

We've all loved and lost, we've all shit our pants, we've all buried our faces into the mattress and bawled like little bitches when we thought ourselves too old for that shit. Where do people find the footing to stand on a hill of superiority? I wasn't born with an instruction manual on being human clasped in my infant grip, I've been winging it for 23 years learning from my mistakes and, looking back, I haven't really accomplished shit. How are you gonna explain to ME that a person is worthy of hating, unless they raped a child or something? And even if they did, snap their neck and be done with it, why delve?

I don't think any dislike I've ever seen on the cult has been justified, it's all just senseless bitching.

Hatred is just another thing to hold on to, it's another way that we realize we're alive, much like loving or reproducing or writing our names in graffiti. Yeah, you're right, it's completely pointless, but so is the crawling desperate human need to feel permanent, because you know what? Shit isn't permanent, and we're all going to die. Hating a person, a people, a society or whatever, it's a breath of fresh air, it's invigorating, it gives you purpose. It's unhealthy and weird and wrong but it lets us know we exist. That's why we hate each other.

I don't hate any of you, you just need to calm down. Just caalm down. Calm down, just caaalm down.

It's just a game!

The only thing that repels retardation is a different kind of retardation, right?

Is.. is that synthcore?

If I've been mean to anyone lately (I'm sure I have)...I'm sorry. I love you all to pieces. Let's cuddle and color in coloring books and watch movies til we fall asleep, okay?

whenever I hate someone on here I don't even say anything. It just feels better to sit back, reading the screen and just shake my head whilst whispering to myself "what a fuckin' dolt!"
It works great, plus no one suspects that you hate anyone and life goes on.

It's actually called crunkcore. And there's an interview where they admitted that they're just doing it for the money. And the scary thing is they figured out there'd be money in it.

OMFG YOU ALL ARE A BUNCH OF PUSSIES, I DON'T KNOW WHY I HAVEN'T THUNDERAPED THIS PLACE WITH MY LIGHTNING COCK YET. YOU ALL JUST DIDN'T GET THE MESSAGE WITH THE ORIGINAL P.A., DID YOU FAGGOTS? I SWEAR I'M GONNA FLIP A SHIT IF YOU DON'T SHUT THE FUCK UP, THANKS!

THIS DUDE'S ALRIGHT, THOUGH.

Thunder Ape?

I think it's supposed to flow into "rape." Anyway, don't question God! What the hell is wrong with you?

God's a loser. He was calling Fano the other night and not even he would pick up.

Do people really think i'm so mean?

You probably shouldn't take what i say seriously.

Who is your God, God ?

I think G stands for Gonads

God's only got 2 posts. whatta n00b.