Holy fuck, what's with all the OMG LHR IZ NOT HERE YET!!!!! shit? I'm not logged on 24/7 you douchebags. Fuck.
DEAR TRAVIS,
Let's get this one over with. The lack of substance in your responses makes my mind itch.
I'm feeling bored and a little tired at the moment, to be honest. I'm also feeling a bit guilty about allowing myself to text-slap an obvious wonder-tard who probably shouldn't be held accountable for his own baffling idiocy. All the same, you opened your maw and spat angst in my direction, and now you're on the spot.
Your malnourished ego is screaming for attention on an internet forum. What is it? Are the bullies at school tired of your loose asshole and are sniffing out some new meat? Do you need to feel important and validated? Why don't you go back to fondling yourself in front of mommy to get some well-needed attention at home, junior.
You're the one who brought his shit to me. You put yourself here by biting off more than you could fit into your giant Blue head.
You started an argument you couldn't win, and now you're "getting hoe'd".
In the future, ask yourself these six important questions before carrying out another ill-conceived challenge on someone who may or may not be smarter than you are (but will most likely be the latter):
1. Do I have anything legitimate on this person?
2. Can I back it up?
3. Am I competent enough to verbalize the responses necessary in
backing it up?
4. Am I talking out my ass because I'm having a bad day?
5. Do I have any idea what the fuck is going on around me?
6. Will I inadvertently soil myself while devoting 89% of my brain capacity to an argument I'm incapable of winning?
You're about as imposing as a two-legged hamster, and I've yet to witness you putting foot to text-ass in even the smallest sense of the term.
