I think you need a reminder of what you really are, little man.
No, I know exactly what I am.
A difference maker.
That, you extra large tire fire, is the one thing you will
never be. No matter how much you kiss up to staff for your own benefit, that shit stops now considering I don't need you any more then I need the last shit I took.
King Martini the Monarch of Mediocrity, the Sultan of Suck…the Emperor of Ennui. You return every few months to rail against the lost “art” of “flaming”.
no i dont. I havent been on this site in over a year. You dont know what "flaming " is any more then all the retard brigade that was never a part of it in the first place, nor could you handle it considering;
A. You take these fucking words as serious as the bible to a Christian
and
B. You have no talent to begin with considering you are nothing but a fucking bot with limited mental capacities that only revolve around talking into the fucking tornado about Trump and your pitiful political leanings.
Thats the biggest two strikes anybody with even the smallest IQ couldnt overcome. You? You fucking own that shit like its gold plated shit and devour it like candy.
You are like the Dodo that was unable to respond to changing environment in order to survive. You and your fellow flamers were lost to the evolution of the internet and social media.
Have you been on Twitter lately, you obtuse cow? Flaming never died. It's dolts, extra large dolts such as you who want to make believe it hasn't. That's why you hide here instead of actually trying to box with thousands, you petrified coward with the emphasis on cow.
The young innovators and content creators don’t have two fucks to give about “flaming”.
Yeah? Name one.
You are oblivious to social media and it shows considering drama has been white hot for years and "young" content creators are just tapping into shit many of us were doing years ago on the flame forums.
As for innovation, I started a podcast years ago and now suddenly everyone has a podcast. Even the young "innovators" derp derp. So save some of that stupidity for your next string of posts, don't waste it all here for me to curb stomp easily.
Your form of existing on the internet no longer exists in forums of any consequence. They happen in real time. One that you can’t manage. The truth is that your failures, inability to adapt to X, Tik Tok, etc and to accept that people, even most “flamers”, have moved on makes you rage rather than adapt.
LOL wat? Unlike you, blubbertoe, I not only adapted to social media, I made it my bitch.
YOU, with a big slob like finger, are projecting YOUR failures considering you look like you should be hosed off once a week, not me.
I, don't need this forum. You DO. I make money on social media. You make nothing here. I can screen grab my cryto wallet and prove it. Can you? Of course you can't because you are only here posting for free why, again?
I can see why you can’t adapt; you have nothing to offer beyond your juvenile antics and repetitive insults. You say I need control, which is actually a confession on your part. You are a man past middle age that is still serving others for a living. You live in a basement, though it was so kind of Murdy to, as I suspect, cover for your existence in squalor. Many of us saw the evidence with our own eyes. You’re a lazy fucking pig and live like one. You’ve accomplished jack shit in life and believe that your pathetic life online makes you interesting. I suggest you need to learn to control your actual life.
Says the blimp who looks like a swamp creature giving away PI for clout on a fucking message board. You, moron have zero place to talk about anybody considering you realisticly look like you were spawned out a fucking sewer
This shit IS your pitiful life.
What if BF was some nutjob and you gave up somebodys PI just like that for clout? What did YOU gain from that other then fucking pulling a low level gotcha?
Nothing? Exactly.
Now everybody thinks your nothing but a bottom feeding, clout chasing obese monstrosity who would do anything, even giving up PII that can actually harm somebody just because, in that cracked egg shell you call a brain, you thought it was a good idea. And that in itself, proves beyond a shadow of a doubt, you are mentally unstable and prolly suffer from CTE of which Chris Benoit himself would shudder to have.
You go on and on about the Summer of Poofer as if it were an accomplishment. LMAO. That was a cringy episode of watching two trains collide in a colossal 200 train car pileup. The explosions, fed by stupidity, manure, and a Switch, were interesting because that’s what trainwrecks are, interesting for a few moments. You let us know that you were obsessing over a woman that you have since deemed unworthy of you. The truth is that both of you are mirror images of the other. You are a match made in a portapotty; you deserve one another and belong together.
Again, it was content. I pushed the boundaries which.... the young "innovative " content creators are doing the exact same thing now.
And it was so effective, you nimrods have been trying to replicate it since.
I dont talk about that shit, you imbeciles do.
I mean....its not like i passe around somebodies phone number or anything....derp derp
There’s only so much a bullshitter brings to the table. Your “podcasts” were nothing more than a series of “fucks” every third word; nonsensical and uninteresting. Your forums have failed and you don’t know why. That is the biggest tragedy of all. A failure that cannot fathom where he went wrong. Get along little wiener dog, you’re not going to save anything. You are a boil on the ass of humanity.
And my dick is bigger than your clit, waitstaff.
What forums failed?
I modded BH not once, but twice and both times that hovel blew up. Once to the point EB came back.
The BG? I had a private forum hitting on the alexa ratings, you stupid slob.
My forum? That place had more traffic then all the other forums combined. I pulled the plug over a sponsor.
I'm better then you. I'll always be better then you even if I gained three hundred some odd pounds, got a lobotomy and typed with crayons taped to my fingers.
And nothing will ever change that.
(Spits)