She lived an hour away from me. I used to let her know when we were driving thru her area to my in laws. RIP Lems
She was a night owl. Always on when I'd log in around 1030 or so. We whooped up on folks for years.
Usually the same group. At TRF it was a large group. Then smaller. Now we are but a few.
Sucks.
TRF used to ban trolls too quickly, and the same goes for the other forums that you frequent. You lose longevity and loyal members going that route. Your forums never learn, and that’s why you invariably end up at Bastard Factory. I’m glad he stuck with me, because I sure as fuck won’t be going back to those woeful melodramatic shit pits.
TRF didn't ban many members at all. Some.
You be mistaken.
I was banned several times
For reason. Idk what it was, I don't remember. B AND TWAP didn't just drop peeps, and you were always allowed back usually soon.
Except for Cascur and Sum Bum. That's just during my time there.
I never frequented these other boards. I was barely on CO except to see WINO take the cup back to BH.
I was punishing Brain for being a dipstick by staying away and watching his site implode.... TWaT was a big fat liar also. He used to lie to BraIn and he lied to Rancid but I screen capped his lies and got him caught out. TWaT was excellent at promoting matches and on time closing matches but that was the extent of his talents....
I love that that narky old bastard has no panel tools here.
Remember when Blandscape was in that match with SiNister and he wrote a graphic flame about gay sex and anal stretching.
You were a judge in that match and you said you puked when you read Blandscape's stuff and gave your vote to sinsiter.
Hshshahahahahahaha
What happened to bland?
He was never the same after he posted up his pic at the old forum.
He was rotund and his face had some serious scars like he was in a car accident and went face first thru the windshield.
poor thing
Remember how that dick pic I posted at FT set him off so much that he started demanding I go to a lingerie shop and buy some red panties, post up the receipt, model them for him and then send him the panties by USPS global priority mail.
He was also flooding Cunty's inbox with demands for "call out sex".
That last breakdown over CW's poem was the worst though, even CW was a bit shaken by his bizarre behavior.