Posted by Darth Venomous @ 11:47
Denizens, every once in a while I venture out of my little mac-and-cheese Comfort Zone here to partake of the Blogosphere. One of the sites I frequent is Twitchy, which follows stuff going on in the Twittersphere.
And, every once in a while, I will (ahem) partake in some of the discussions.
(You just know where this is going, don’t you?)
Anyway, one such “discussion” can be found right here.
And if you go to this portion of the comment thread, you’ll see where I start methodically taking her apart. Little Missy clearly isn’t terribly experienced in the art of online discussion/argument, and it shows.
Anyway, her latest response to me got caught in Twitchy’s moderation queue (translation: Bill Amos didn’t cotton well to her calling me an asshole…which, truth be told, didn’t bother me in the slightest), and Disqus generally won’t let you respond to those type comments.
have get to take my shot at her here.
Big mistake, Bill Amos. I’d've had to have been nice on Twitchy. I don’t have to be nice here.
Now then…”Lissa Cakes” (snicker):
If you want everthing to be proper go read a book and get off the internet.
Why don’t you come fucking make me, you stupid-assed bitch? I’ve asked you three times now what you intend to do about it if I don’t just go away and leave your skanky, syphilis-ridden ass alone, and you’ve kept your methane-spewing mouth shut all three times. If you think you’re such a hot piece of ass, why don’t you come make me “get off the Internet”?
Could it be that you don’t have a fucking clue about how abjectly impotent you are in this regard? Seriously, sweetie pie – I’m laughing at your petulant little whiny ass.
Better yet go play with your so called family!
Why, thank you, bimboid! Did that just yesterday, as a matter of fact. Before handing you your stupid ass on a platter. ROFL!!!!
Just because you think you are a God does not mean you are.
Newsflash, honeybunch: I’ve never fancied myself as God, or even a god. I’m just a man – nothing more, nothing less.
But I am a lot more intelligent than you’ve shown yourself to be in this thread of ours over there. Frankly, I’m not that good at argument or debate, and I just made you look like a fucking-assed fool. (Now, so did everyone else in the conversation, but that’s beside the point.)
Now, if I can make you look that much like an asshat, either you’re not trying very hard or you’re just not that good. My money’s on the latter – seriously, you need to shut the fuck up for a while, watch & learn.
You stood up, opened your putrid piehole & got it smacked right back in your face. Don’t blame any of us if you can’t run with the big dogs yet.
People like you are the reason this country and the people in it suffer so much.
Waah, waah, waah. I type a few words that get under your skin on a web page, and suddenly I’m supposedly the one who caused bubonic plague.
Do allow me the privilege of calling you a waaaaaaaaahmbulance.
Here’s a clue, sweet cheeks: People “suffer” because they don’t prepare. (For that matter, people sometimes suffer even when they do prepare, but there’s little that can be done to prevent that.) I’ve had my share of suffering, and in almost all cases, it was because I fucked up somewhere, no one else. You don’t get to blame society’s ills on me or anyone else, trollop – at least, not if you want to be taken as anything else other than the mental lightweight you are.
Perhaps you will have a little less time to be an asshole once you are spending it in hell. Have a nice life or whatever.
You sound almost as if you want to have a hand in sending me there.
1415 New Haven St, #1811, Arlington, Texas. It’s about four or five blocks north of AT&T Stadium.
Come spew your bullshit to my face and see what I do about it. Hell – bring your angst-ridden, alternative-grunge-rock-playing, metrosexual, half-assed excuse-for-a-boyfriend along with you. I’ll be oh-so-happy to kick his ass, too.
Let’s see whatcha got, Stupid Cunt
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