Do you have any idea what bricks cost down Nawlins way? That have to shape those bastards by hand out of crawfish shells, frogs legs, and swamp mud, and set them out up high where the hogs won't get them. All of that adds up.
Whatever it looked like before, it's way worse now that he got them removed. Also how terrifying is this shit? "He had been suffering from scrotal lymphedema since 2008, when he accidentally knocked his testicles while turning over in bed". If that's all it takes for your balls to wind up the size of watermelons, I might never sleep again.
All of you guys raging against Nitwit know that you can set a user to enemy status and never have to see anything they post ever again, right? I only saw his nonsense when people would quote it, which happened all too frequently. Internet outrage is a little bit overdone. Just set to ignore and move on.
RE: Nitwit You guys know that you can set a user to enemy status, and you won't see what they post right?
Yeah, and I don't think he had to be banned because of the enemy status. I totally forgot about that, but now that it's been brought up, I remember some people saying that they put ME on that status, and they don't see my posts anymore. Good for them. I don't care. My whole issue with this banning is that Nitwit could just be ignored/scrolled over. There are some board members that I just scroll over all the time, because they always say the same things. Big deal, it's a free country/internet. Anyway, in other news, I don't know whether to be ashamed of myself or proud of myself; I talked myself out of something most guys only dream about: Being the meat in a girl sandwich. Story: At approximately 11 PM (my time, doesn't matter where you are), I got a text message from an ex-girlfriend/friend-with-benefits that she was down here from the Dallas area for one night only, and wanted to see me. I dropped what I was doing, and went on my way to the bar where she said she was at. On the way, she texted me and said that she'd already left, and gave me the address to her friend's apartment, where she was going to spend the night. I get to the apartment, and it's all girls, and they are all trashed; my ex says she just wants to pass out, and she's literally dozing off. (They all know about my past involvement with her, and everything is cool.) Then shortly after my arrival, all of the girls leave, except for the owner of the apartment. My ex is cuddled up with me, dozing off, and her friend is talking to me and putting her hands all over both of us! It's then that I find out that they used to have a lesbian relationship! I never knew this, after seeing her off and on for over 10 years. Anyway, the thing that turned me off was that my ex-girlfriend wasn't into it at the time; She kept mentioning how tired she was, so I decided to tuck her in and go back home. I guess I could have pressured her into doing it (her friend was HOT, if you like thick women, which I do), but I think that would have damaged our relationship. Maybe we can do it later, when she's more rested?
Yeah, sure, it was the surgery that left him with a one-inch penis. How convenient. I had an 80-year-old guy tell me to give him a call if I'm ever feeling lonely. It's cool though because "he's not too bad off" and he'll give me flowers just because. This was after he told me his 50 year old girlfriend broke up with him because she found out he lied and said he was only 70. And she found out via the Internet since he's somewhat of a local celebrity.
ghettoastronaut, this is for you: Beer Beer Goggles Also, I'm leaving for Minnesoooooooooota in a couple hours. A week on the lake. Long overdue.
I don't get all the Nitwit hate myself. Seriously, people, devoting that much typing and emotion - as opposed to say, ignoring it - is a bit baffling. Anyway, I shaved this morning. This is not a common occurrence. What is highly disturbing is the amount of ear lobe hair I have (which is super light in color so I only notice it when shaving cream gets on it). What the fuck?!? My ear lobe looks like one of Dixie's snatch posts. Getting old sucks.
One morning, several years ago, I walked, shirtless, outside onto the deck as light breeze was blowing. Thinking that the wind had blown a leaf or something onto my back, I started trying to brush it off, until it dawned on me - what i was feeling was my back hair gently waving in the breeze.
According to my apartment calender it's both National Ice Cream Sandwich Day ANDDDDD National Superhero Day. Time to pull out the Crazy Cat Lady costume (complete with boxed wine and frozen dinner) and eat Dreamcicles all day.
I had backhair at like 16. Not a full mane mind you, but more than any other high school kid should have, and at 23 I still can't grow a beard for shit.
No, but for my 47th birthday I'm getting a "Back-Hawk". Sorry ladies, I'm taken. I can hear the sighs of dissapointment through the interwebs.
Ok enough about the nitwit. Get over it, he's gone and thats it. I don't care what you all think about him being banned. I did not ask for permission nor do I have to. As for setting him to ignore, did any of you spewing about that and him ever stop to think that the mods still see it? I'm guessing not. The end.