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I literally pole vault out of bed every morning, while you cry incessantly over ancient history. Get a life whiner
Yeah, right.
You probably have an industrial lift as you're out here all day and all night.
I literally pole vault out of bed every morning, while you cry incessantly over ancient history. Get a life whiner
You seem to think about dick a lot.Why don't you worry about finding your dick first, then worry about what the fuck I'm doing.
You seem to think about dick a lot.
Are you speaking from personal experience?Does it make you sad remembering when you had a functioning one?
What happened, did all those years of tucking yours make it go limp?Does it make you sad remembering when you had a functioning one?
What happened, did all those years of tucking yours make it go limp?
If I did have a penis. It would have broke from reading one of your posts.
Hey, howz it going? You must be sick of Dinky Dianna, Stubby, Souelbro, Herman, and most of all, Mr. Sperm count, Breakdown. Tell us you don’t eat Tilapia. PleaseAhem...
...as I log back into Bastard Factory, a little tear gathers at the corner of my eye, it's because after all this time you people still want me back. Knowing that out of the 6 regular poster's who post here, 5 love me and 1 is jealous of me.
Naturally, just as the sun comes up everyday, I am that which you need and want. Let's be real for a minute. Who the fuck wants to see endless and copious amounts of threads from The Prowler begging any poster to ask about his stupid car, that the bald boring fucker can't bring with him when he finally dies after fellating the exhaust. Seriously, this forum has sucked big Lily ass for the last year, even worse when tards like Biggie Homo, and the rest of the TBC make you look like the asshurt dullards you fucks really are.
Let's get one thing clear, and this goes out to that Bastard Factory lap dog Retardicus, boy don't let your fat fucking overgrown ego get you fucked up. As it is Fat Alberticus, you are the fucking laughing stock on both here and at TBC. Just your 843 alts at The Blue Cashew says it all. You can't even raid/troll a forum if your next meal of nothing but dicks and donuts depended on it. You are a true bitch Atariticus.
Let's get down to the genesis of the issue here. Stupidicus thinks that I'm the backstabber in regard to what happened between myself, Pluto sized Lily and that sad sack of dog testicles, Bastard Factory himself. The 3 dolts can cry all day and night, but that's not going to change the very fact that Mrs. The-Interwebs-Is-My-Life-Lily decided that she'd had enough and decided to disseminate Biggie Fathead's personal info to BF himself. Whatever happened after that is a moot point because sycophant Lily was idiotic enough lend out her own personal information. What I did wasn't honorable either, the point being, none of this would have come to fruition had Large-Marge Lily controlled her emotions. As far as what Bastard Factory did, I'm not excusing it, but I've come to find out that BF has had past brain damage to his frontal lobe, which would explain his childish actions, like ringing someone up on a Sunday morning. In the end, everyone involved is to be blamed, except for me because people naturally want to pin stuff on me because...they're all jealous me.
In closing, it's like sort of a homecoming for me today. I just want everyone to know that I will say that I have a modicum of respect for Bastard Factory (He knows what I'm talking about) , even if he is just a childish fuck deep down. I suggest that you fuckers start improving in several areas...like getting rid of X and his ass smelling spam. I suggest putting a muzzle on Admin's butthole, as to control the flow of nonsense that streams out on a daily basis. Additionally, I also concur that Mentally ill Lily should also be forced to get another psych evaluation just to make sure she doesn't send out Santa Claus' phone number to Bastard Factory, because he didn't deliver her much needed replacement udders. With that being said, you can all fuck off and die.
You’re not the first to be enraptured by my raw sensuality.If I did have a penis. It would have broke from reading one of your posts.
Hey, howz it going? You must be sick of Dinky Dianna, Stubby, Souelbro, Herman, and most of all, Mr. Sperm count, Breakdown. Tell us you don’t eat Tilapia. Please
You’re not the first to be enraptured by my raw sensuality.
Nice Trip, see you the next time you fall on your face.
No youThat made about as much sense as you saying you're not a virgin.
No you
No Yuo!!!It actually, "YuO!" You fucking tard.
You’re not the boss of me, you petulant child.It actually, "YuO!" You fucking tard.
You’re not the boss of me, you petulant child.
Not weird. Self preservation is on everyone’s mind. Herman’s nutsHi, Seamajor.
Oh. It's going. I've been sick of those fucking clowns for how many years now? Yes, those sorry fucks are very tiresome, but you have to get in with the pigs if you want some bacon. I love kicking in Freud's/Dinky teeth in everytime he posts something moronic. And as you know Herman, Jokemar, DKG, etc. won't post anywhere else where there isn't a group to defend them. So, that means for me to verbally bitchslap Herman's raisin sized nuts, I need to wallow with the filth for a minute.
Tell me Seamajor, do you think it's weird that I feel the need for a shower everytime I log off The Blue Cashew?
EDIT: No, I definitely did not sample any of the "Tilapia."
Has anyone kissed Flynn's feet yet?