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Everything posted by RoyalOrleans
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I was never wrong to question the intent of your reply. The only thing I have ever been incorrect on around here is trying to have a civil conversation with you. People ignore you, because you don't know how to rationally communicate or debate. You have this tendency to opine short of certainty, to dive in headlong at unawares of who you are talking to, and you have the propensity to be condescending and judgmental in your speech. Truth be told: you are a joke. I laugh at you. I mock you. I point out your little posts to co-workers and friends and together we mock you. You are such a child.
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You're such a child, TJ. I forty and some odd year old man child. And now you will say something along the lines of "takes one to know one" and the like. Schoolyard antics like that doesn't have effect on real people in the real world, TJ. Your attempts are laughable, your insults juvenile... EPIC FAIL. Grow up, baby.
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If it happened on May 4th 2009, we'd all be talking about how I showed up and TJ didn't show. In fact, I wonder how in the hell he will get there? Will he be carried in on the shoulders of teenage boys wearing his kingly gay garb?
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So I am wrong that you are fat?
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Yeah... It will be a birthday gift to myself. You fathead mush-mouthed c nt.
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Jeff Dunham is about as funny as train load of aborted fetuses.
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"Buffering? Buffering? My diapered ass! I hate RealPlayer! ARG!"
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Awful big words from a fathead. May 4th 2010, on my birthday, at 9:30 AM, I will call you a c nt in front of God and everyone; be there or be eternally fukked. Do you have a special keyboard to accommodate your fat sausage like fingers?
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Too fat to waddle through a fine China shop?
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Hey. You don't have to prove sh!t to me, TJ. We ALL acknowledge you are the best "Gay Game" player around here. And another EPIC FAIL to try to get a rise out of me. I'm a UGA fan, but I'm not offended by your brag and abuse. I know they suck. And in that instance alone, you are indeed preaching to the choir. Who the fukk cares if Tim's mommy was being pressured to abort? He's here now, ain't he? Is that not the decision of the mother to keep the child despite consequences? Who the fukk was pressuring her? Doctors, lawyers, family? Again, it doesn't matter because he is obviously alive and well. Which negates all reason from your statement. You just said it to get a rise out of me again. Instigation is the mother of all screw-ups. Think before you type. If Tebow would have been aborted; you certainly wouldn't be able to fawn all over him like some lovesick school girl. There would be another QB at the helm and UGA would still suck.
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Shouldn't you be out on a ledge somewhere?
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Ohhh booooo hooooo! Give me your address and I'll book the flight.
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Well you can mark my attempts to rouse you as "gay bashing" then. Again... All hail Lord of the Queers! What shall we call you? King Lance? That's a great gay kingly name. Where will your coronation be held? Talking to you is like extracting information from my brother's kids. No, big boy, you never said that, but it is however implied. Why would you bring it up if not to try to get a rise out of me? What does the UGA v FLA game have to do with anything? Your attempt: epic fail. Sore winner is what you are. Awwww.... warm and fuzzy over here. I think Tebow leads by example better than what he does off-field or off-camera. I don't have anything negative to say about Tim at all,
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Ohhhhhhhh I get it now. It's not my job to be quick to judge, but when you do it all is fine and dandy. When I am wrong, I will tell you that I am wrong.
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Would you like for me to fly down there and say this to your c nt face?
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I see alright. I will let you win, because the last thing I want to be labeled as the winner of a "Gay Sex Game". You my pitiful, wretched, self-delusional friend are the epitome of gay innuendos and alliteration. I would bow to you, but I fear for the safety of my sphincter. All hail Lord of the Queers. Ohh... and enticing me with stupid Mark Richt gimmicks to rally the Dawgs to at least a competitive loss won't work either. When the Dawgs came running out with the changed up uniforms, I scoffed and decided right then and there this game was over before it started. I can't take a UGA loss personal, because I don't play for them nor do I attend the school. Now if I said that Tim Tebow was a fag and wore a bra under his pads, I do believe that you would gnash your teeth, spill some tears, and launch an attack on Joe Cox. Which you can if you want to... wouldn't bother me. What can you say about Joe Cox that I don't already know?
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Distant Early Warning RUSH An ill wind comes arising Across the cities of the plain There's no swimming in the heavy water No singing in the acid rain Red alert Red alert It's so hard to stay together Passing through revolving doors We need someone to talk to And someone to sweep the floors Incomplete Incomplete The world weighs on my shoulders But what am I to do? You sometimes drive me crazy But I worry about you I know it makes no difference To what you're going through But I see the tip of the iceberg And I worry about you... Cruising under your radar Watching from satellites Take a page from the red book Keep them in your sights Red alert Red alert Left and rights of passage Black and whites of youth Who can face the knowledge That the truth is not the truth? Obsolete Absolute The world weighs on my shoulders But what am I to do? You sometimes drive me crazy But I worry about you I know it makes no difference To what you're going through But I see the tip of the iceberg And I worry about you The world weighs on my shoulders But what am I to do? You sometimes drive me crazy But I worry about you I know it makes no difference To what you're going through But I see the tip of the iceberg And I worry about you Absalom Absalom Absalom
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Well..... sh!t the bed! How about that? The bully up on his pulpit is ready to dole out judgment upon another, but is afraid to look himself in the mirror. You are a c nt. You are a fat c nt. When you speak, your mouth looks like a c nt. When you walk, passersby think "Look at that walking c nt.". When you belch, your breath smells like a c nt. When you drive, other drivers are astonished by the driving c nt. When you swim, people point and mock "Look at that wet c nt!". You are, quite possibly, the most arrogant son of a b!tch on the fukken planet. If you respond to this you will, by default, admit that you are a c nt. And we all know how you can't keep your c nt mouth closed, so go ahead and prove me right. You c nt. PS: Don't forget to accuse me of being a racist, elitist, socialist like Carter, Obama, et. al. That always goes over so well, because our fellow members have information to the contrary. PSS: You c nt. Stop being a c nt.
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RED GUY: Herro! I am super donkey happy to see the infinite coils of the dark monkey of undescribable pain with our majestic walrus anus robot. BLUE GUY: I need a chance to clear my throat. cough cough SUPER DONKEY MAGIC DRAGON!
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If you want to call that "smacking down", I seem to remember that you drew on and on about how your Superman fantasy with me. If anything, that was a letter to the editor at some gay mag in San Francisco. Yes. The tale of tape, so to speak, has me in accord with Brotherman. The snag in this line, is the fact that I actually like Brotherman. You offer nothing but brag and abuse. So please offer up some more of my old posts and I've got an answer for every one of them.
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Keep dreaming, sweetheart! The great thing about the positions you take to defend yourself, ie: claiming to have won and to have bested me, is an epic and total fabrication based on your conception of reality within your own little world. If I have lost anything; it is interest and not some stupid contest. Epic fail. You haven't bested me. I haven't even begun to defile these boards. Epic fail. Wake up and smell failure, TJ. You should know that stench all too well, my little Viking. Ohh... Hello! Kettle is that you? Accept the fact that you can't win. You can't. You will have to put a bullet in my head to make me stop. You can't win. You will lose at every turn. So just get that through your fathead. You are a loser. You will always lose when you attempt to best me. You will forever be a loser. Ohhhh nice try, pum'kin! You will get no satisfaction from me. Like I said earlier, you can't win. You can't. .
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The only thing that is subjective around here is to the extent of your homosexuality. I say you're a butt pirate, but everyone else seems to think you're the construction worker from the Village People. Lost? I never claimed to be in competition with you over anything, sh!theel. So get it into your fathead, that when I tell you to go fukk yourself that you attribute it to yourself as an insult rather than high praise of your athleticism.
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If I am preaching to the choir, TJ, then why get involved? If I am preaching to the choir, why do you feel the need to open your mouth to exert your opinion? And Obama didn't sell me sh!t. I didn't vote for the man. Did you?
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"Grass on turf, play ball!"
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Ooo... victim! That's a good one. Just like all of that Katrina-trash!