PAIN

[SHAMPAIN]

P.S.-SSS. If you don't mind while your feeble mind still can. It has been a while since I have seen another "Jedi" in passing. Although, most can agree you went over to the "Darkside" some time ago when you sold your very own soul to become a red reg. Tell me fallen one, this is where you now reside? How very sad, indeed.

You can be my apprentice someday, never give up!

Why not try selling me the Effiel Tower while you're making shit up?

You’ll like me one day

Maybe, when you fucking die.

Aye, maybe

 

[SirSuperSouthern]

you went over to the "Darkside" some time ago when you sold your very own soul to become a red reg.

Memorieez, more more memoriiiieeees!

No, friendo, you only know half of it, and have your half-quoinked perspective backwards - it was even worse than you think. *grins* That undersized softball on your neck is about to get a lot softer. I'm a Senior Reg, which means I was Regged before the tards that the board needed to be rid of went Blue by putting Evil Blood's avatar skull in place of the Regular, classic ol' BH skull. How fucking demeaning that was, and that short bald fat orphaned fuck took his senseless recruits with him far far away to a new board to slobber all over. *makes the sign of the cross*

Looking back, it was like that tiny kike was Sauron giving away self-made gifs instead of gold rings to clueless, reckless pawns who all fell in a shabby single-file line: shortest at the front, tallest tearing up its rear. You know how funny it was when HC pointed out a Read PMs addition to EB's admin panel on a screen shot that the bitch-boi board owner mindlessly posted himself! Haha! Oh man, that was the only memorable thing EB and his flunkie stooges ever did, or got done by their own dumb selves, I should say.

The tall guy, Eric, the ginger with an autistic son and a wife he told me that they only fuck once a year on their anniversary. This was back in '05 or 6 he told me that, so I truly think they just tell people they still do in order to change the subject from how their "special" son was doing. The idiot responsible for creating a life like that was the naive mark I used to trampoline off into the Regs. Went like this; now try to keep up son, like his autistic one:

Oranje and I double-teamed Flynn in a thread that made it into BH's Hall of Flame. He was so happy about it that he put my nic up for Regging, making him my First Brother! I even made an IM account to talk him up, and we went on one genuinely spectacular raid where the two of us torn some site to ribbons, like the ones we would've been awarded at BH due to the hilarious quality on both of our parts. Unforgettable.

After that, he assured everyone behind the scenes that I could be a team player, unlike my terrible reputation of being a "sniper" who would shoot anyone anytime anywhere. Half the Regs were grumpy fucking Australians who all despised me since Year One. You might remember the time that sum cun`T got all emo and wanted to drag his ex-wife's name through the muck, and spilled the beans that should've never been taken out of the cabinet.

Remember the chaos I caused then? Of course you do, if you were there at the time. The fool had mentioned that his ex was such a whore that she left their daughter in one room with strangers while she went into another room and shut the door. His daughter (12) was deflowered by some Ozzy junkie shmuck while mommy was willingly getting done like that in the next room. I detailed the grime and vile organisms living under every junkie's fingernails, and how her hymen got torn wider than I made Rowan's jaw drop concerning the matter. Oh yes, I couldn't stop my well-groomed fingers from flying, covering every possible angle that young pre-teen pussies suffer from when unwillingly torn. Remember?

Anyway, the entire Oz bloc came together over this instance, and became a closer group of foreign Regs than ever thanks to me. My nic was shot down backstage every time someone would grudgingly put me up for formal inclusion. Maybe some of the ones who did that just did it to watch the Ozzies layin' down the ribbon worthy rage in their "arguments" for my rejection? Haha.

Now back to OJ who convinced them that I was certainly more than worthy to don a furnace because he and I were comrades and my infamous nic had been sitting on the top shelf for too long. Being Eric's pal lasted around two weeks until my flames rose. I immediately deleted the only IM account that I made to chuckle with him as he does with about everybody, opening his door far too wide. I naturally turned off my PMs that we'd exchanged a couple times just the day before I was handed the key. He knows I hoodwinked his stupid ass, and then I told him that I was going to send the ARMY that was out in the hot desert while their wives back home were almost all cheating cunts.

For this reason, the ARMY had a huge Wall of Shame where soldiers placed pictures of their cheating wives smiling and holding their kids. Oucharoobah! I told him I screen-capped his bragging posts of fucking Caliope and snorting ching off her chins - fun party. Heeheeheee. He then stood up and self-detonated, went nuclear, and wrote a long, humiliating meltdown in hysterically HUGE font sized letters in a post that EB had to shake his sad bald head, bite his bottom lip, pin that completely rattled new thread until someone with sense came in and immediately took it down and removed the pretty red ribbon his friend had awarded him in an attempt to hide what he just did. Bastard. I wish whoever did that would've let it stay right where it was stuck as a showcase of what genuine epic meltdowns really look like. Poor punked mark left BH with EB, faking enthusiasm about it.

I never sold my soul to get Regged, I just gave some goon my devilishly good looking smile you remember so fondly. Hell, you've already mentioned it once here before and you now know the terrible truth about me, making you my newest owned bitch whose memory needs to be deleted via baseball bat to the teeth, followed by a Clockwork Oranje style clobbering that'll never stop until it resembles on old avocado...




SSS
- when I get tired, clean off my fucking bat before I re-soil it by smothering it with super glue and shoving it up as deep it'll go up your fistable asshole

 

[SHAMPAIN]

 

[SirSuperSouthern]

 

[Iggy McLulz]

Does this thread have a point?

 

[SirSuperSouthern]

Shoo, pigeon. Back to your favorite thread: What's Your Favorite Color?




SSS
- The nicest person here

 

[Iggy McLulz]

Shoo, pigeon. Back to your favorite thread: What's Your Favorite Color?




SSS
- The nicest person here

All you had to say was no :facepalm:

 

[SHAMPAIN]

Anyone wanna see my slingshot of filth?

 

[SHAMPAIN]

A flip flop died

 

[SHAMPAIN]

 

[Flynn]

you went over to the "Darkside" some time ago when you sold your very own soul to become a red reg.

Memorieez, more more memoriiiieeees!

No, friendo, you only know half of it, and have your half-quoinked perspective backwards - it was even worse than you think. *grins* That undersized softball on your neck is about to get a lot softer. I'm a Senior Reg, which means I was Regged before the tards that the board needed to be rid of went Blue by putting Evil Blood's avatar skull in place of the Regular, classic ol' BH skull. How fucking demeaning that was, and that short bald fat orphaned fuck took his senseless recruits with him far far away to a new board to slobber all over. *makes the sign of the cross*

Looking back, it was like that tiny kike was Sauron giving away self-made gifs instead of gold rings to clueless, reckless pawns who all fell in a shabby single-file line: shortest at the front, tallest tearing up its rear. You know how funny it was when HC pointed out a Read PMs addition to EB's admin panel on a screen shot that the bitch-boi board owner mindlessly posted himself! Haha! Oh man, that was the only memorable thing EB and his flunkie stooges ever did, or got done by their own dumb selves, I should say.

The tall guy, Eric, the ginger with an autistic son and a wife he told me that they only fuck once a year on their anniversary. This was back in '05 or 6 he told me that, so I truly think they just tell people they still do in order to change the subject from how their "special" son was doing. The idiot responsible for creating a life like that was the naive mark I used to trampoline off into the Regs. Went like this; now try to keep up son, like his autistic one:

Oranje and I double-teamed Flynn in a thread that made it into BH's Hall of Flame. He was so happy about it that he put my nic up for Regging, making him my First Brother! I even made an IM account to talk him up, and we went on one genuinely spectacular raid where the two of us torn some site to ribbons, like the ones we would've been awarded at BH due to the hilarious quality on both of our parts. Unforgettable.

After that, he assured everyone behind the scenes that I could be a team player, unlike my terrible reputation of being a "sniper" who would shoot anyone anytime anywhere. Half the Regs were grumpy fucking Australians who all despised me since Year One. You might remember the time that sum cun`T got all emo and wanted to drag his ex-wife's name through the muck, and spilled the beans that should've never been taken out of the cabinet.

Remember the chaos I caused then? Of course you do, if you were there at the time. The fool had mentioned that his ex was such a whore that she left their daughter in one room with strangers while she went into another room and shut the door. His daughter (12) was deflowered by some Ozzy junkie shmuck while mommy was willingly getting done like that in the next room. I detailed the grime and vile organisms living under every junkie's fingernails, and how her hymen got torn wider than I made Rowan's jaw drop concerning the matter. Oh yes, I couldn't stop my well-groomed fingers from flying, covering every possible angle that young pre-teen pussies suffer from when unwillingly torn. Remember?

Anyway, the entire Oz bloc came together over this instance, and became a closer group of foreign Regs than ever thanks to me. My nic was shot down backstage every time someone would grudgingly put me up for formal inclusion. Maybe some of the ones who did that just did it to watch the Ozzies layin' down the ribbon worthy rage in their "arguments" for my rejection? Haha.

Now back to OJ who convinced them that I was certainly more than worthy to don a furnace because he and I were comrades and my infamous nic had been sitting on the top shelf for too long. Being Eric's pal lasted around two weeks until my flames rose. I immediately deleted the only IM account that I made to chuckle with him as he does with about everybody, opening his door far too wide. I naturally turned off my PMs that we'd exchanged a couple times just the day before I was handed the key. He knows I hoodwinked his stupid ass, and then I told him that I was going to send the ARMY that was out in the hot desert while their wives back home were almost all cheating cunts.

For this reason, the ARMY had a huge Wall of Shame where soldiers placed pictures of their cheating wives smiling and holding their kids. Oucharoobah! I told him I screen-capped his bragging posts of fucking Caliope and snorting ching off her chins - fun party. Heeheeheee. He then stood up and self-detonated, went nuclear, and wrote a long, humiliating meltdown in hysterically HUGE font sized letters in a post that EB had to shake his sad bald head, bite his bottom lip, pin that completely rattled new thread until someone with sense came in and immediately took it down and removed the pretty red ribbon his friend had awarded him in an attempt to hide what he just did. Bastard. I wish whoever did that would've let it stay right where it was stuck as a showcase of what genuine epic meltdowns really look like. Poor punked mark left BH with EB, faking enthusiasm about it.

I never sold my soul to get Regged, I just gave some goon my devilishly good looking smile you remember so fondly. Hell, you've already mentioned it once here before and you now know the terrible truth about me, making you my newest owned bitch whose memory needs to be deleted via baseball bat to the teeth, followed by a Clockwork Oranje style clobbering that'll never stop until it resembles on old avocado...




SSS
- when I get tired, clean off my fucking bat before I re-soil it by smothering it with super glue and shoving it up as deep it'll go up your fistable asshole

Couple of things. In regards to your little tirade about being, "one of the first." I've already paid the necessary "respects" to you as I have acknowledged your service in the "red" reg group. Anymore "respect" on my end will start looking like overblown nut-hugging, something you've grown accustomed to.

Spare me your one sided half truths of the history you see fit to embellish on. As mighty or as shitty you may have once been, I am within my right to textually cut you down like a mere "hog" if I choose to entertain myself.

Secondly, you and Oranje did what to me? You do have a ring of truth in there. It did take two "red" regs to protect the little coven of bitches you all eventually became as you fucking let baldy fucktard Evil Blood control your ranks, while I myself ever so lightly tap-danced all over your petrified faces. Again. You and that blistering idiot Oranje did what to me? You mean that Oranje that I made fun of over a photoshopped picture of him sucking a dick--that put him into such a vicious tailspin that he was running around calling himself the, "New Diva?" You mean that fucking U.K. Tard? As you know, Oranje and I collaborated when we were both Senior Editors at Beavers Blog.

Thirdly, your contention that you "never sold your soul" for red flames is a big fucking lie. You moron. As soon as you put those flames on you joined an exclusive club. Here are some of your "brothers" and "sisters:"

#H.C. Trouble. Remember him? The guy in his heyday would have run right over you with his chops and story driven flames. Now, if you're lucky one can catch H.C. complaining about his fat ugly wife on various forums.

#The PooferAKAKingMartiniAKAOnlineRelationshipGoneBad. Remember this fucking clown? Here is a "red imperial" reg. This fucking "Elite reg" trolled himself over an online fling gone so fucking wrong. This was thought to be the savior of the "red regs." Another farsighted mistake by that banal myopic pygmy of a man, Doomsday.

#Freud. Perhaps the biggest fucking failure of all fucking time. You fucking think tank geniuses thought by "regging" Freud and blowing smoke up the asses of the masses that no one would notice that Freud was a complete failure in marketing and in general overall talent? Here is another one of the "originals" that posts the same old fucking cunt juice you love reading. Freud is so fucking stupid he thinks "i'm kidding around when I call him 'a fucking retard' on other forums."

#RotwangAKACrimsonKingAKAUnclePerv. Remember this fucking creepy fuck? Remember his proclivities in regards to "young girls?" Namely, one. Remember that? Not to mention Rotwang was the "intelligence officer" for your group of over-inflated egos. What's pervert Crimson King up to now days? He was jacking threads that called into question his insatiable thirst for "young girls."

Need I go on with the various examples on why your little Mickey Mouse Club imploded? I mean one does not have to look far past you. Indeed, if you ever were something more than a spamming troll, I have yet to have seen it. You are nothing more than a toothless dog laying in your own ignorant excrement. Selling your soul? For what?

That is why there was a slinter down the reg lines. All because you stupid fucks let Evil Blood sew animosity into your ranks. Even the freelancers at that time had a hard time deciphering Evil Bloods famous fuck you "Danger" and fuck you "Doomsday" thread killer. The "blue" generic regs were even more atrocious than the hand picked "red" regs. Jewels? Starvin Marvin? You have got to be fucking kidding me. You morons sat back knowing exactly what would happen. The "regs" get destroyed by the FC "regs" half of whom were under the age of 18.

Lets not start getting all misty eyed about the "old days" you geriatric fuck.

 

[realgrimm]

 

[SHAMPAIN]

you went over to the "Darkside" some time ago when you sold your very own soul to become a red reg.

Memorieez, more more memoriiiieeees!

No, friendo, you only know half of it, and have your half-quoinked perspective backwards - it was even worse than you think. *grins* That undersized softball on your neck is about to get a lot softer. I'm a Senior Reg, which means I was Regged before the tards that the board needed to be rid of went Blue by putting Evil Blood's avatar skull in place of the Regular, classic ol' BH skull. How fucking demeaning that was, and that short bald fat orphaned fuck took his senseless recruits with him far far away to a new board to slobber all over. *makes the sign of the cross*

Looking back, it was like that tiny kike was Sauron giving away self-made gifs instead of gold rings to clueless, reckless pawns who all fell in a shabby single-file line: shortest at the front, tallest tearing up its rear. You know how funny it was when HC pointed out a Read PMs addition to EB's admin panel on a screen shot that the bitch-boi board owner mindlessly posted himself! Haha! Oh man, that was the only memorable thing EB and his flunkie stooges ever did, or got done by their own dumb selves, I should say.

The tall guy, Eric, the ginger with an autistic son and a wife he told me that they only fuck once a year on their anniversary. This was back in '05 or 6 he told me that, so I truly think they just tell people they still do in order to change the subject from how their "special" son was doing. The idiot responsible for creating a life like that was the naive mark I used to trampoline off into the Regs. Went like this; now try to keep up son, like his autistic one:

Oranje and I double-teamed Flynn in a thread that made it into BH's Hall of Flame. He was so happy about it that he put my nic up for Regging, making him my First Brother! I even made an IM account to talk him up, and we went on one genuinely spectacular raid where the two of us torn some site to ribbons, like the ones we would've been awarded at BH due to the hilarious quality on both of our parts. Unforgettable.

After that, he assured everyone behind the scenes that I could be a team player, unlike my terrible reputation of being a "sniper" who would shoot anyone anytime anywhere. Half the Regs were grumpy fucking Australians who all despised me since Year One. You might remember the time that sum cun`T got all emo and wanted to drag his ex-wife's name through the muck, and spilled the beans that should've never been taken out of the cabinet.

Remember the chaos I caused then? Of course you do, if you were there at the time. The fool had mentioned that his ex was such a whore that she left their daughter in one room with strangers while she went into another room and shut the door. His daughter (12) was deflowered by some Ozzy junkie shmuck while mommy was willingly getting done like that in the next room. I detailed the grime and vile organisms living under every junkie's fingernails, and how her hymen got torn wider than I made Rowan's jaw drop concerning the matter. Oh yes, I couldn't stop my well-groomed fingers from flying, covering every possible angle that young pre-teen pussies suffer from when unwillingly torn. Remember?

Anyway, the entire Oz bloc came together over this instance, and became a closer group of foreign Regs than ever thanks to me. My nic was shot down backstage every time someone would grudgingly put me up for formal inclusion. Maybe some of the ones who did that just did it to watch the Ozzies layin' down the ribbon worthy rage in their "arguments" for my rejection? Haha.

Now back to OJ who convinced them that I was certainly more than worthy to don a furnace because he and I were comrades and my infamous nic had been sitting on the top shelf for too long. Being Eric's pal lasted around two weeks until my flames rose. I immediately deleted the only IM account that I made to chuckle with him as he does with about everybody, opening his door far too wide. I naturally turned off my PMs that we'd exchanged a couple times just the day before I was handed the key. He knows I hoodwinked his stupid ass, and then I told him that I was going to send the ARMY that was out in the hot desert while their wives back home were almost all cheating cunts.

For this reason, the ARMY had a huge Wall of Shame where soldiers placed pictures of their cheating wives smiling and holding their kids. Oucharoobah! I told him I screen-capped his bragging posts of fucking Caliope and snorting ching off her chins - fun party. Heeheeheee. He then stood up and self-detonated, went nuclear, and wrote a long, humiliating meltdown in hysterically HUGE font sized letters in a post that EB had to shake his sad bald head, bite his bottom lip, pin that completely rattled new thread until someone with sense came in and immediately took it down and removed the pretty red ribbon his friend had awarded him in an attempt to hide what he just did. Bastard. I wish whoever did that would've let it stay right where it was stuck as a showcase of what genuine epic meltdowns really look like. Poor punked mark left BH with EB, faking enthusiasm about it.

I never sold my soul to get Regged, I just gave some goon my devilishly good looking smile you remember so fondly. Hell, you've already mentioned it once here before and you now know the terrible truth about me, making you my newest owned bitch whose memory needs to be deleted via baseball bat to the teeth, followed by a Clockwork Oranje style clobbering that'll never stop until it resembles on old avocado...




SSS
- when I get tired, clean off my fucking bat before I re-soil it by smothering it with super glue and shoving it up as deep it'll go up your fistable asshole

Couple of things. In regards to your little tirade about being, "one of the first." I've already paid the necessary "respects" to you as I have acknowledged your service in the "red" reg group. Anymore "respect" on my end will start looking like overblown nut-hugging, something you've grown accustomed to.

Spare me your one sided half truths of the history you see fit to embellish on. As mighty or as shitty you may have once been, I am within my right to textually cut you down like a mere hog if I choose to entertain myself.

Secondly, you and Oranje did what to me? You do have a ring of truth in there. It did take two "red" regs to protect the little coven of bitches you all eventually became as you fucking let baldy fucktard Evil Blood control your ranks, while I myself ever so lightly tap-danced all over your petrified faces. Again. You and that blistering idiot Oranje did what to me? You mean that Oranje that I made fun of over a photoshopped picture of him sucking a dick--that put him into such a vicious tailspin that he was running around calling himself the, "New Diva?" You mean that fucking U.K. Tard? As you know, Oranje and I collaborated when we were both Senior Editors at Beavers Blog.

Thirdly, your contention that you "never sold your soul" for red flames is a big fucking lie. You moron. As soon as you put those flames on you joined an exclusive club. Here are some of your "brothers" and "sisters:"

#H.C. Trouble. Remember him? The guy in his heyday would have run right over you with his chops and story driven flames. Now, if you're lucky one can catch H.C. complaining about his fat ugly wife on various forums.

#The PooferAKAKingMartiniAKAOnlineRelationshipGoneBad. Remember this fucking clown? Here is a "red imperial" reg. This fucking "Elite reg" trolled himself over an online fling gone so fucking wrong. This was thought to be the savior of the "red regs." Another farsighted mistake by that banal myopic pygmy of a man, Doomsday.

#Freud. Perhaps the biggest fucking failure of all fucking time. You fucking think tank geniuses thought by "regging" Freud and blowing smoke up the asses of the masses that no one would notice that Frued was a complete failure in marketing and in general overall talent? Here is another one of the "originals" that posts the same old fucking cunt juice you love reading.

#RotwangAKACrimsonKingAKAUnclePerv. Remember this fucking creepy fuck? Remember his proclivities in regards to "young girls?" Namely, one. Remember that? Not to mention Rotwang was the "intelligence officer" for your group of over-inflated egos. What's pervert Crimson King up to now days? He was jacking threads that called into question his insatiable thirst for "young girls."

Need I go on with the various examples on why your little Mickey Mouse Club imploded? I mean one does not have to look far past you. Indeed, if you ever were something more than a spamming troll, I have yet to have seen it. You are nothing more than a toothless dog laying in your own ignorant excrement. Selling your soul? For what?

That is why there was a slinter down the reg lines. All because you stupid fucks let Evil Blood sew animosity into your ranks. Even the freelancers at that time had a hard time deciphering Evil Bloods famous fuck you "Danger" and fuck you "Doomsday" thread killer. The "blue" generic regs were even more atrocious than the hand picked "red" regs. Jewels? Starvin Marvin? You have got to be fucking kidding me. You morons sat back knowing exactly what would happen. The "regs" get destroyed by the FC "regs" half of whom were under the age of 18.

Lets not start getting all misty eyed about the "old days" you geriatric fuck.

You dirty tumour

 

[Flynn]

Still not impressed dickhead.

 

[SHAMPAIN]

Still not impressed dickhead.

You still smell off, sort it out!

 

[realgrimm]

 

[realgrimm]

Still not impressed dickhead.

Not your thread fuckwad

 

[Flynn]

Still not impressed dickhead.

Not your thread fuckwad

Still not impressed jerkoff.

 

[realgrimm]

I appreciate SSS game over yours at least he came here and introduced himself,took the time to bring character to his posts your like a yappy poodle

 

[SHAMPAIN]

Still not impressed dickhead.

Not your thread fuckwad

Still not impressed jerkoff.

I know what you look like, dirty old bitch

 

[Flynn]

I appreciate SSS game over yours at least he came here and introduced himself,took the time to bring character to his posts your like a yappy poodle

I know you do. You also "like" comic books and bubble gum still. Who else would "like" SSS's sophomoric and crude "humor?"

 

[SHAMPAIN]

Go and ghey by the hay

 

[realgrimm]

I appreciate SSS game over yours at least he came here and introduced himself,took the time to bring character to his posts your like a yappy poodle

I know you do. You also "like" comic books and bubble gum still. Who else would "like" SSS's sophomoric and crude "humor?"

Says the loser using walls of qoutes ,try not to act so hard skippy there not even your words