VPN's and invites into your inbox.

[Blandscape]

Having had a full and frank discussion with a super-mod, whitever da fuck dat is, and concluded that this site has buttons where ye can invite any old cunt to someone else's inbox (apparently), to decide just how much shite it shid be flooded wiff, I can conclude with a degree of certainty and no lack of fucking apprehension... that what is the point?

You create two board's in one board and call it talent. One is for public consumption, and one is fur private.

It's the politic of the playground and play group dogging.... if ye could muster all of the pre-pubescent testosterone and fanny juice running wild here, and mop it up with the ignorance that tailgates it in a white panel fucking van.

We had rules worth following once, now it seems we have none.

I am pretty new to this site, but I know one fing, if fucking Complain is a "super" mod, they must be doing everything wrong.

 

[Blandscape]

I have asked ye already. Post Proxy's thread in my inbox to the main board.

 

[Aylana]

 

[Aylana]

 

[Blandscape]

This could be so easily put to bed, when the rest of the site can see how you and your team could not put me to bed.

 

[Blandscape]

You Regan, Foxy, Poppet la-la and Poo.

 

[Blandscape]

All that talent assembled to be dissembled by ickle ol'me!

 

[Blandscape]

Post Proxy's thread in my inbox to the main board.

 

[Blandscape]

With all his bells and gristle.

 

[Oliver Shagnasty]

Blandscat is having an meltdown

 

[Blandscape]

Ye are confusing a meltdown with salient thought, something that you always excelled at.

 

[Blandscape]

Now if Proxy can bring 4 other people to sort me out in my own inbox, while confusingly refusing to do just that, whit is it ye fink ye are going tae dae?

 

[Blandscape]

Post Proxy's thread in my inbox to the main board.

 

[Aylana]

 

[Blandscape]

You stick tae dat little lassie.

 

[Blandscape]

If I never threatened you, I surely wouldn't need to respond to 21 pages of multifarious drivel?

 

[Blandscape]

From your whole clan of nearly rans.

 

[Blandscape]

I fink the world o' you Proxy...you need whit only 21 pages posting to me can give ye!

 

[Blandscape]

Send Poppy in, fur a real-time poem-off.

 

[Blandscape]

I'm here.

 

[Aylana]

 

[Blandscape]

I am here but never there,
I am there but never square,
I am but the rubric cube,
And all four colours triangulated on could.

 

[Blandscape]

You are here but never worth,
The suction of a clock clasped lust,
that never once told what time,
You wandered into the wonderfully sublime.

 

[Blandscape]

I am here but never there,
I am here but never square,
I am here for as long as you need,
to wonder why you were never allowed to breed.

 

[Blandscape]

Don't feel bad about that worth,
It is only as pertinent as a girth,
that gave us all a story worth reading,
that never confused itself in its seeding.

 

[Blandscape]

I am here but never there,
you are here and always elsewhere.
I am here to see you right,
about how much wronged you were while proving me right.

 

[The Countess]

Foxy trolled the fuck outta you

 

[Blandscape]

I am here but never there,
you are here and always elsewhere.

 

[Aylana]

 

[The Countess]

I’m stealing this