Very well, where do i begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.
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Grow a sack, you ac cunt dripper.
First post is claimed by me in the name of all logged in pud pullers everywhere!
You could learn the science of spelling and grammar. Or perhaps that is an art.
Either way, you are a complete tit.
It can make your life as magical as mine!
Lift and smootch.
Strikes again. Damn, I am the best FP'er EVAR!
yeah, you are a fucking asshole.
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Wow! That was clever AND funny! Excellent work shithead!
I like them!!!
Because you can run KDE on a 386 with 8MB RAM.
And that guy is more creative than your fucking lame post. STFU up you ignorant asshole.
Strikes again, you filthy whores.
Betty Crocker licks my batter.
Holy shit was that hilarious! Amazing how you managed to take a jab at Microsoft in an article that does not have anything to do with computers.
Brilliant. Hilarious. Shithead.
FOAD.
You are a homo? Should have guessed you twat of an AC.
And it was fucking lame, you ingrown cunt hair. Why don't you post logged in asswipe? To scared to lose some valuable karma?
Clueless fucking imbecile.
YES!! I get it now! Thank you for pointing out how short sighted I was being!!!!
You suck too.
You have fucking got to be kidding. You are the suckiest suck that ever sucked.
Fucking lamer.
I accomplished what I set out to do, and that is obtain a second post- a frosty second post.
Thanks for your valuable insight, asshole.
Why yes, it is frosty.
First and frosty.
boner nosed for sure.
Hard to beleive that a bunch of kludged PERL scripts running on open sores web server and open sores SQL database would have problems, huh?
cloths or clothes?
SHITHEAD.
It was me, actually. Being cyborg, I can live for enternity.
Yeah! Keep up the good work! That was so fucking funny! Apostophe!
asshole.
You fucking halfwit. You are about as clever as a sack of shit.
asshole.
Very well, where do i begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.