Mills thread

There he is. There he goes again. Look, everyone! He posted it once again! Isn't he just the funniest guy around?!?! Oh my ööööing God. I can almost see your pathetic overweight frame glowing in the dark, lit by your computer screen which is the only source of light in your room ever since your only mother ööööing lightbulb finally went out, giggling like a like girl as you once again open up your ööööty, slow proxy, type your little McWalter post up and fill in the password. Or maybe you don't even fill in the password. Maybe you're such a disgusting leech that you actually paid a StinGTalk user for its account, so you just choose the post.

Oh, and we all know the post. The "epic" copypasta of a years-old response from another forum, isn't it? I imagine you little öööö laughing so hard as you click it that you drop your supper, cooked with cooking oil harvested from the ööööing sewers of Yunnan, on the floor, but it's ok, your mother will clean it up in the morning. Oh, wait, that's right. Did I fail to mention? You can't even go back to your mother, not with all those tax liens and arrest warrants out to get you. You are a fat ööööing little ööööup, she's probably so sick of you anyway. So sick of having had to do everything for you all goddamn day, every day, for a grown man who spends all his time on StinGTalk posting about peepee and ööööing poopoo and McWalter jokes.

Just imagine this. She had you, and then she thought you were gonna be a scientist or an astronaut or something grand, and then you became a fat, lazy, worthless idiot. A pathetic ööööposting idiot. She probably cries herself to sleep everyday thinking about how bad it is and how she wishes she could just disappear. She can't even try to talk with you because all you say is "THEE THY OR I MCWALTER GIRLPOOTS." You've become a parody of your own self. And that's all you are. A sad little man laughing in the dark by himself as he prepares to indulge in the same old dance that he's done a million times now. And that's all you'll ever be.

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Don't say another Goddamn word. Up until now, I've been polite. If you say anything else - one word - I will kill myself. And when my tainted spirit finds its destination, I will topple the master of that dark place. From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of bone and blood, and fueled by my hatred for you this fear engine will bore a hole between this world and that one. When it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming - as though from a great distance. A smoking orb of nothing will grow above your bed, and from it will emerge a thousand starving crows. As I slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will catch only a glimpse of my radiance before you are incinerated. Then, as tears of bubbling pitch stream down my face, my dark work will begin. I will open one of my six mouths, and I will sing the song that ends the Earth.
 
Don't say another Goddamn word. Up until now, I've been polite. If you say anything else - one word - I will kill myself. And when my tainted spirit finds its destination, I will topple the master of that dark place. From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of bone and blood, and fueled by my hatred for you this fear engine will bore a hole between this world and that one. When it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming - as though from a great distance. A smoking orb of nothing will grow above your bed, and from it will emerge a thousand starving crows. As I slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will catch only a glimpse of my radiance before you are incinerated. Then, as tears of bubbling pitch stream down my face, my dark work will begin. I will open one of my six mouths, and I will sing the song that ends the Earth.

I always wondered what it would look like if you did a scrape of all of Buzzczar's posts and assembled them into semi-coherent sentences.
 
The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. I have snipped away most of your of what you wrote, because, well ... it didn't really say anything. Your attempt at constructing a creative flame was pitiful. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective... Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things to be difficult. If I had known that this was true in your case then I would have never have exposed myself to what you wrote. It just wouldn't have been "right" Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.

P.S.: You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful, cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, despicable, belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal, fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic, brain-damaged, imbecilic, insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented, lame, self-righteous, byzantine, conspiratorial, fraudulent, libelous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant, clueless, EDLINoid, illegitimate, harmful, destructive, dumb, evasive, double-talking, devious, revisionist, narrow, manipulative, paternalistic, fundamentalist, dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical, cultic, diseased, suppressive, controlling, restrictive, malignant, deceptive, dim, crazy, weird, dyspeptic, stifling, uncaring, plantigrade, grim, unsympathetic, jargon-spouting, censorious, secretive, aggressive, mind-numbing, arassive, poisonous, flagrant, self-destructive, abusive, socially-retarded, puerile, and Generally Not Good.
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The effort that went into this thread is commendable.
Or reprehensible, depending on your point of view.
 
I'm personally more concerned about what Kirvonte Benson did.
 
I met Jwilly at the tailgate. He's one cool dude.
 
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