Tuesday, December 8, 2009

I get Facebook messages

Don't they have mad drive-bys on Marlow Road? You are a NOTHING. A NOBODY. You play World of Warcraft like a 12 year old pubescent boy because you are too afraid to live REAL life. Who gives a toss about you? Really? Maybe your mommy?

You needle-dicked coward. You have emotional diarrhea on Spencer's facebook page and then HIDE from Spencer like the yellow-bellied computer dork you are. And now you can't even see everyone ROASTING your pathetic ass. Stick that in your blog, loser.

Now...I will block you. Pussy.

Thank you for proving my point about you. Have a nice day! =)

PS: Look at me hiding here all alone in my intertubes!

PPS: The best part of it all, Spencer Hughes (Sarah's husband) is the person who introduced me to WoW.


  1. What's that saying, you can lead a horse to water but you can't make it drink? Or the other... You can lead a whore to culture but you can't make her think.

    I read over the Kook Aid. I don't get why people think they can put a Status up on FB and expect people to not react, or demand that people react merely one way. If they want to say something without chance of any Friend reply, put it in a blog and turn comments off.

    Funny thing is it's usually those types of folks who are the first to have a whine if they have their speech limited too... oh wait SNAP.

    Yeah, the irony of them talking about Gore The Hipocrite is astounding.

  2. P.S. Don't mind me, I'm still trying to wrap my head around how the word 'catholic' no longer means 'liberal' and in Australia the Liberal party is the conservative party...

  3. What a charming lady. Does she sell herself on the street with that mouth of hers?