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Saturday, May 24, 2003
From: Gildner81@***.com
To: TBoneFever@mac.com if you haven't figured this out by now, you are a douche bag. your so gay you will probably report me to mac your slavemaster... all you can do is bitch on your computer instead of facing the real world.....bc your a fucking pussy. i own you. you fucking wanker. you once referred to me as a generic hippie, when in fact you are a generic band dork. take your trombone out of your ass and grow some nuts. get off your computer. it owns you. even more than i do. for real everyday i wanted to kick you in the nuts. and pour a beer down your throat. kermit. ***************************** My Reply...Just in case the general public doesn't get to read it, buahahaha. Oh yeah, I get to bitch on my computer. Disclaimer: I don't really know if this is my ex-roommate, or one of his friends. If it's one of my ex-roommate's friends, fuck off; go back to getting wasted or something - you're life's gonna be shit anyway. If this is my ex-roommate, please answer this (you don't have to read anything below if you don't want): You say: "all you can do is bitch on your computer instead of facing the real world" So does that mean you've been facing the real world? Does that mean people who have journals don't face the real world? You honestly think my life only consist of "bitching on [my] computer" ??? HAHAHAHA! This is very entertaining. Wow...you really are stupid. Out of the mindless rant you wrote, I've managed to understand some of your opinions. -- I'm a douche bag. What an original insult there; never heard that before (sarcasm). So I'm a tool that woman stick in their vaginas so they can do a little Spring cleaning in there. Why is that a bad thing? I'd rather be a douche bag than an academically retarded hippy with an unsuccessful future to look forward to. *shakes 8 ball thing and ask: "Will your life be worth a fuck?" *8 ball thing thing says: "Very unlikely." -- You own me. What the fuck does that shit mean? When and how have you started owning me? Are you drunk or something? Have you gotten back from yet another beer adventures? Let me give you a tip here: don't you ever try to make a coherent sentence...it's pointless and makes you appear even more stupid. Also, saying I'll probably refer to you as my slavemaster is pretty racist. Thank you for increasing how fucking angry I am at you. It's going to be fun to see you in person in the future...I wonder what'll happen. "It's okay man." "I don't really get mad at people." "Let's get wasted." - GILDNER81 -- I am so gay. Oooooo, that's suppose to hurt my feelings and makes me cry? That's suppose to insult the fuck out of me? It's suppose to disrespect my manhood (no I'm not talking about my penis)? Surprise...it doesn't. It's just a statement that has no fucking validity. What the fuck is wrong with you? -- I'm a fucking wanker. Oooooo, you're calling me a masturbator. -- I don't have nuts. Does that mean I never had the courage to tell you how I felt to your face? Fuck yeah I had the courage!!!!! Oh my GOD I had the fucking courage. In order to keep some peace in the room, and to avoid social interaction with pure stupidity...I chose not to. Trust me, typing away on the computer was preventing me from directly telling you shit ...it wasn't me avoiding telling you shit because I feared you. Ha. -- My computer owns me. You stupid dumb fuck. I'm a Computer Science Major. You stupid dumb fuck. My life revolves around computers because it's going to be in the cuture anyway. You stupid dumb fuck. -- Everyday you've wanted to kick me in the nuts, even though you say I don't have any. Okay bitch, why the fuck didn't you "kick me in the nuts" ?? Why didn't you "face the real world"?? You contradicting motherfucker. -- You wanted to pour beer down my throat??? Uh??????? -- I'm a generic band dork. Although I'm a band dork, I'm not a generic band dork. I'm a computer/band dork to be precise. Looks like you're not denying your genric hippy-ness, which is expected. I'm so fucking shocked at how close you were at making a point. You have no supporting arguments to back that statement up, therefore it's shit. Nothing more than shit; it doesn't mean anything unless there's proof. No wonder your a dumb motherfucker. I can call you a dumb motherfucker because I'm providing lots of evidence...lots of proof. Okay. I have no remorse. I strongly believe in everything I said about you on the computer. There's no more diplomacy involved here right? We can say whatever we want to say to each other...and won't have to worry about seeing each other 24/7. PLease, don't waste my fucking time anymore. I would love it if you'd stop sending pointless rants. You should have..."faced the real world" and said it to my face when you have the chance. You know what's worse than a generic hippy? A hypocritical generic hippy that's racist. Wow...I never knew how much I hated you until this day. You are the culmination of every human trait that I hate: apathetic, unintelligent, musically inept, poor conversationalist (aka - very self centered), unmotivated, fear of sharing opinions, a follower not a leader, dumbed down extrovert (the kid who wants to be popular but couldn't), simple minded, very airy (ha, that rhymes), and academically challenged. You of all people were chosen to be a part of my life for 8 months. What did I do to deserve that? Maybe I should try to explain my hate in a way you would understand....you are a fag, you have no nuts. If I'm a douche bag, you're Ana Nicole Smith's playtex tampons. Take your [insert talent] out of your ass, and grow some nuts. Oh wait! You don't have any fucking talents. You're one untalented motherfucker. What the fuck are you good for. Oh yeah...I own you, blah blah you're a fucking pussy. I want to pour anthrax down your fucking throat. Kermit. Have a nice life, Keddaris PS - If this isn't my roommate, Uh...just ignore all the shit I said. I don't really mean it. 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