Pappy
Posted: Jun 20 2003, 05:22 AM
Group: Thuggish
Posts: 18
Member No.: 1790
Joined: 12-June 03
I found a few more funny things than you.
I listened to the MP3 of your pussy "I give, I give!" leader getting talked to like a little bitch, and then obeying all instructions perfectly, just like a perfectly scared little titmouse peeing itself at the sight of a big hungry cat.
I found it amusing that your faggy leader either lives with his sister, or was such a lame piece of shit that he used her phone number instead of his own, so her husband got the shit clowned out of his gay warbling voice.
It was further amusing that your assclown pal is going before a review board at work for hosting your images of faggotry on his employers property. Fuck, that is embarrassing.
The "Flame4Cash wins" notice posted at your site for half a night was, to say the least, fucking hilarious.
Then, there is the matter of you dunce-capped dorks all sniffing and spitting and saying "Yeah, somebody oughta go kick his ass ... somebody should ... yeah." Well? You got a fucking address, a fucking picture -- are you waiting for a map? Perhaps a neon sign? Why don't you pussy ass bitches go knock on his door?
Even funnier is your delusional belief that you are some kind of elite hackers because you spammed a small board to death. No wait, funnier than that is that you are so stupid that we walk right in afterwards and spam YOUR board under one of your own names, and THEN you talk about how lame that is.
Oh wait, then there are you gaggle of nut garglers all incensed that somebody dared "get personal" by making death threats, when all you fags did was post somebody's name, address, pictures of his house, hand deliver pornography, and threated to burn his house down with him in it. Gee, how sad and lame a fuck does somebody have to be to take this shit into real life?
You are bitchowned, about a thousand times over. Why don't you just post up your names and addresses? Because, you are pussies. Ahahahahahaa! You all go shitting your pants over a telephone message from three states away, while you go visit somebody's house and take pictures and say you are going to firebomb it.
Go away, ya spamming, owned little bitches. Go play your little game, because that's the only place you'll ever be tough. Fuck off before you get fucked up even more.
