I was just reading through some of the bulletins today; this one bitching about that one, or someone cheated and got 13 extra points, or fan me-rate me-add me I'm a point starved whore...
Wow... kind of makes me glad I live alone with my dog Gus. Amazing how cretinous people can be, all trying to be the biggest fish in the more often than not septic pond of CT. Just so you know? I could give a damn about points or ratings, except for the fact that it enables me to post more of my photography. It brings me personal joy to show others my work, and share what I see through the lens. The good part about that is, I've made a few honest to God 'friends'... what a novel concept on what's supposed to be a 'social networking' site, that's based more on aesthetics and immature carnal behavior than anything else. How in the world can you tell a person's personality or credibility by gawking at the size of their breasts? Lord knows a bigger phallus doesn't serve to make a single male of the species one iota more intelligent.
Case in point: I actually had a female ask me today how 'big' I am... WTF? Are you kidding me? Is this mental juggernaut somehow going to sleep better tonight knowing she's 1439 miles away from the biggest c**k she's NEVER going to see? Disgusted just doesn't quite come close...
So, for the ones that can (and will) read this, thank you, and know that I have a new appreciation for the term 'obtuse'. If you're still on my list after this, the term clearly doesn't apply... (screams at the thought of some people knowing how to breathe!)
ps. This video is dedicated to the masses... koolaid is served, drink up campers!
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