In the past it's been fun, but now I see that I've posted 11,000 damn times. There are different people here now, newbies, oldbies, asshats, jerks, outright assholes. But enough about Cardinal Fang. In the past several weeks and months, I've come to several conclusions:
1. Too many people have a damn computer and an opinion.
Here I am posting on this message board and I realize nobody really ever gave two shits what I wrote. Nor do I care what they all write. For instance, Meesh posted the other day something to the effect of something or other, but I didn't really read it. Why should I? It didn't concern me directly.
You know what I do? I spend most of my time here doing searches on variations of my handle just to see if Rusty or Pedro or pool (where the fark is he?) or Sheik are talking about me, because that's important to me in my sad existence I call an on-board life. And when I find someone talking about me in that way, I pull out the old meat missile and rub it until my keyboard is sticky with man-goo. It's fun, to me.
2. There are too many newbies on TERB, and on the internet in general
How many people laugh when I mention AlphaCare and their crack legal team? How many people know about yatches and the french posters surrendering when Berlin posts? How many know about Shania's Thong and the verbal ass-kicking several of us administered to him? How many actually have figured out that I'm not a farking moderator here anymore, so stop PMing me asking why your thread was deleted, to delete your thread or to ban someone who was posting in your thread.
Jesus.
I'm getting a damn headache as I read some posts. I mean, is it that tough to hit the extra key or two to type "great" instead of "gr8"? Holy shit people. Write in complete sentences. Use proper grammar and spelling. Don't use AOLer LOL ROFL l337 haXX0r script-kiddie vernacular. You don't look cool.
Wait, sorry. You may look cool in the same way as when you drive your lowered 1992 Acura Integra down Yonge Street with gangsta rap pounding out the 14-inch sub-woofers shaking the glass on all the store-fronts. You may look cool in the same way as when you strut down the damned street with you pants half-way down your ass, your hat on sideways and your fake gold chains rattling against a chest bereft of hair.
In short, you look like a tool. Some may find you cool, but they're tools too.
So to sum up, I'm done with it. I've met several intriguing people on here. Several stunning, beautiful, sexy, incredible, witty, intelligent, hot, humourous and muscu...oh wait, no that was me in the mirror this morning. Well, there are others on this board like that too. I mean, you can crack walnuts on Cardinal Fang's ass. We did it. At IKEA. Except they weren't walnuts, they were hot sticky swedish meatballs, and Fang just stuffed them down his pants so we didn't have to pay for them....but I digress.
So that's it. I'm done with retirement threads. No more. I'm not leaving, so fuck you all.
1. Too many people have a damn computer and an opinion.
Here I am posting on this message board and I realize nobody really ever gave two shits what I wrote. Nor do I care what they all write. For instance, Meesh posted the other day something to the effect of something or other, but I didn't really read it. Why should I? It didn't concern me directly.
You know what I do? I spend most of my time here doing searches on variations of my handle just to see if Rusty or Pedro or pool (where the fark is he?) or Sheik are talking about me, because that's important to me in my sad existence I call an on-board life. And when I find someone talking about me in that way, I pull out the old meat missile and rub it until my keyboard is sticky with man-goo. It's fun, to me.
2. There are too many newbies on TERB, and on the internet in general
How many people laugh when I mention AlphaCare and their crack legal team? How many people know about yatches and the french posters surrendering when Berlin posts? How many know about Shania's Thong and the verbal ass-kicking several of us administered to him? How many actually have figured out that I'm not a farking moderator here anymore, so stop PMing me asking why your thread was deleted, to delete your thread or to ban someone who was posting in your thread.
Jesus.
I'm getting a damn headache as I read some posts. I mean, is it that tough to hit the extra key or two to type "great" instead of "gr8"? Holy shit people. Write in complete sentences. Use proper grammar and spelling. Don't use AOLer LOL ROFL l337 haXX0r script-kiddie vernacular. You don't look cool.
Wait, sorry. You may look cool in the same way as when you drive your lowered 1992 Acura Integra down Yonge Street with gangsta rap pounding out the 14-inch sub-woofers shaking the glass on all the store-fronts. You may look cool in the same way as when you strut down the damned street with you pants half-way down your ass, your hat on sideways and your fake gold chains rattling against a chest bereft of hair.
In short, you look like a tool. Some may find you cool, but they're tools too.
So to sum up, I'm done with it. I've met several intriguing people on here. Several stunning, beautiful, sexy, incredible, witty, intelligent, hot, humourous and muscu...oh wait, no that was me in the mirror this morning. Well, there are others on this board like that too. I mean, you can crack walnuts on Cardinal Fang's ass. We did it. At IKEA. Except they weren't walnuts, they were hot sticky swedish meatballs, and Fang just stuffed them down his pants so we didn't have to pay for them....but I digress.
So that's it. I'm done with retirement threads. No more. I'm not leaving, so fuck you all.
