Tough to keep up with the Imagination you instill,into your incessantly whining Dilldoetitude. No thang to keep pace with your "results" however...none of which could be rated as "surprising". Cheer up though,even as sad as you are,you pale to Magnum Douche P.I.(Poosy Itches) in overall Dumbphucktitude,yet you do glisten in more than a few areas(understatement).
She's currently 24 Posts upon this very thread alone,since I more than hinted to the fact,that her scope/rifle combo is PETA's answer to "Hunting". Groovin' on the amount of bandwidth she deems requisite,to reiterate that impressive dry spell. Almost as good as her 25th Post(which she deleted),undoubtedly after she remembered that she said I was on "Ignore". Tough to choose a favorite Magnum Douche Moment as she never disappoints in her "abilities",though it ain't ever on purpose. Bless her heart!
I swear you Do-Nothin' Dumbphucks trump a NASCAR Daytona 500 event,with drivers collected straight from a Jerry Lewis Telethon,in sheer entertainment value. One never knows where the crash is gonna happen,besides very soon and amazingly often.
Lookin' forward to the next installment of The Do-Nothing Gang's window lickin' "exploits" and uncanny "results",sponsored by Midol.
Plum amazin' to me,that not one of you Vageniuses can pry your pooses from the couch long enough,to connect a single [bleep] dot.
It's a beautiful thing,that them realities do not begin to disway your penchant to pretend you've the foggiest of notions,the faintest of [bleep] clues,nor curtail your insatiable collective appetites to take stupidity where it's never been before.
THAT is comedy!...............
Brad says: "Can't fault Rick for his pity letting you back on the fire... but pity it was and remains. Nothing more, nothing less. A sad little man in a sad little dream."
