Posted by Patrick on February 22, 2001 at 00:40:01:24.161.160.194
In Reply to: Good to see Patrick's back... posted by YDSM on February 21, 2001 at 23:45:47:
...What the fuck am I? Fucking Mickey Mouse at
Disneyfuckingland? this is fucking Deadbolt's
fucking board, not my fucking son of a bitch
board. what the fuck is all your fucking
problems? Don't any of you dumbfucks have a
motherfucking life? Are you fucking retards that
fuck with your fucking computers all fucking day?
Go get some goddamn fresh air and stop breathing
in your own "hermetically sealed apartment
farts". Go down to the fucking 7-Eleven and buy a
fucking soda for christsakes. YOU'RE ALL SHIT.
Just get out of the fucking house. Now we got yet
another genderbender here named vermin. YOU ALL
SUCK ASS. Fuck, his real nmae is probably Herman,
but his fucking Swedish parents were
misunderstood by the fucking hospital, "Oh...you
vant' to name your vonderful' son Vermin'?
OkieDokey" Shit, I'll just call him Mr. Cut and
Paste from now on since he can't name his fucking
self. YOU'RE ALL FUCKING RETARDATES. Isn't this
proper english shiyt getting a bit fucking trite?
I mean okay, so Diana was hot for her English
teacher, DO WE ALL HAVE TO SUFFER FOR IT?? And
what about this Cnancaca (NOW WHAT THE FUCK DOES
THAT MEAN IN FUCKING SPANISH? DOES THIS
MOTHERFUCKER WRITE THAT GOOD WITH SPRAYPAINT
TOO?) YOU'RE ALL SUNBAKED DOGCRAP SITTING ON A
FUCKING YELLOWED LAWN, WITH A THREE-YEAR-OLD
HASBRO SLIP N'SLIDE THAT'S NOW USED TO KEEP THE
DRIVEWAY CLEAN WHEN THE HOMEOWNER CHANGES THE OIL
IN HIS 1985 FORD GRANADA. or fucking something
like that goddamnit. You all make me sick, I hope
you all die. I hope you get lockjaw and have to
go around with a stupid look on your faces for
the rest of your life. I hope you have retarded
children that other kids pee on. I hope you
you're sitting in the back of a Fucking 2001 Ford
Focus and it gets rear ended by a Mack truck
carrying Port-a-poddies. I hope all that green
disinfectant that smell worse than the shit it
disinfects spills all over your face as the fire
crew tries desparately (using the hydrolic "Jaws
of Life") to remove the crumpled Ford Focus from
deep inside your ass. I'm too fucking tired to
write anymore because these days (WHEN MY FUCKING
FOOD ISN'T DISAPPEARING FROM MY MICROWAVE) I seem
to be living off Walmart cookies and this isn't a
good healthy thing. AND HOW THE FUCK DID YOU KNOW
THAT THE SPACE INVADER GAME WAS FOR RA? I STILL
HAVEN'T NAMED IT YET ASHOLE? BUT YOU FUCKED UP
THE SURPRISE BECAUSE IT WAS GONNA HAVE RA'S
PICTURE ABOVE IT SAYING "KEEP THOSE DAMN ALIENS
OUT OF MY FUCKING NEIGHBORHOOD" IT WAS GONNA BE A
FUCKING HAPPY SURPRISE BUT YOU FUCKED IT UP FOR
ME BUTTBRAIN. I don't feel like typing anymore.
: Well, Patrick...got over that lil' flu bug, eh?
Back now with a vengeance? We've all missed you.
In reference to an earlier post, I have to agree
that your ramblings about Frank Black, parachute
pants and your own blatant hardcore
punkrockedness probably contributed most to HRG's
recent absence. After all, we all KNOW noone's as
Devo as you. Your winning bid on that collection
of used Mott The Hoople concert ankle socks???
Like anyone is punker than that...sheesh. We
don't need to keep being reminded. And now for a
lil' Haiku:
: After brief respite
: Pat returns home once again
: Geekdom, here we come
:
: "...I'll put an R.A. MacLean Space Invaders
game on my website. Don't mess with me- I'm a
voodoobilly dork..."
: YDSM
: P.S.- Don't make your jealousy of any praise
D.D. gets so apparent. Chancaca! might just pay
you a visit...and from what I understand- you
don't want that.
: P.P.S.- Make it a turkey sub next time. With
mustard AND mayo. Quit bein' a tightwad with that
bologna nonsense.