... where I come back from out of the past and try to pretend I never left. Where I slip right in and try to act like one of the guys. Where I hope at least one person missed me and a few groan to themselves and hope I go away again soon.
Now I sit here and wonder who the f'ck half of you are and how the f'ck the rest of you managed to figure out how to turn on a computer consistently enough to jack up your post counts (and why the f'ck wont **** work for me?).
As I peruse the threads from the last few months, bitter resentment fills my soul. Circle jerks, 1337 morons, a case of rampant unhandled lesbianism, an endless lord of gas, a mosquito that calls itself a queen and a queen that no longer has the balls to rile up the peasants? To paraphrase the 1337 morons: WTF?
Now don't get me wrong, a few of you old farts are still posting consistently. Pat still has his dry humor and the one liners down pat. Totem can still shake your hand and kidney punch you in the same post. Taco can't see past the shell of his own hubris. Jophiel is still innocuous and funny. Stok is a mindless republican. Mren hopes you will still love him after he runs you over with his verbal wheelchair. AH... well AH found girls and prosaic. Gbaji is yet synonymous for hardheaded, narrow-minded, verbal diarrhea. And Smash still wants you to know how smart and in the know he is... you know what? F'ck Smash he has never once acknowledged my existence.
The rest of you make me sick. What kind of idiots deride Tacosid, the epitome of pride, presumption and arrogance on the one hand and on the other jump on his bandwagon of contempt to sneer and slander his most beauteous accomplishment: Katie?
Speaking of Katie: I must bow to her newly found grace, wrongheaded, pigheaded grace, yet grace it still is.
I blame Thundra for this ****. I could live with the loss of the enigmatic, yet most assuredly female, knower of all that is EQ, I barely knew her. I was most pleased with the loss of the cretin that spawned "God", "Buddha" and its 101 other mindless sockpuppets. I was fine with the contrite yet frenetic boob, Thundra. What I want to know now is when did she decide to prostrate herself at the nearest street corner, spread her slutty little legs and beg every passing poster to tell her what to do? Its disgusting, its smarmy, its nauseating and its spread to the rest of you. God Damn it Thundra, smack some sense into the lot of them and show some backbone you *****.
At least you stopped with the ridiculous "Rack that" ****.