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The internet is a great vehicle for cowards. I generally picture these folks as skinny little runts with pointy noses, big ears, and bad teeth. They are the people no one ever takes notice of in the real world. Because out there, they don't have so much to say. And when they do speak, they speak so timidly that no one hears them.
And then we have the all powerful annonymous judge of mankind. This, in my humble opinion, is generally a curmudgeonly old crow who hasn't liked anything since Lawrence Welk went off the air.
I can take a direct hit from a person with name who I can give it right back to. But a coward who sneaks out, makes his hit and then disappears back under his rock....well, that's a whole other matter. That's just not playing nice.
I would welcome a visit from my foul-mouthed friend. A little one on one. Only you have to have a name. Doesn't have to be yours. Just a real post, with some kind of name. We'll have a go, just you and me. Bring it. If you're not too much of a coward.
Come forward and we'll see what shakes out. How about it? Got the balls? Or no?
He wants your liver too?
How many livers can one anon use?
Egads! He must be building a poster in his basement. Has he come asking for anyone's brain yet?
Oh. probably not on this board. He thinks it's pretty stupid.
he'd more like do brain shopping at one of the intellectual (is that dang word spelt right) sites.
I bet you anything we are going to soon see a poster built from our various body parts....like........Frankeposter!
(shiver)
Quick people, don hats, coats, anything you can to protect your parts.
Oh my WORD! No way is he gonna pass up my delectable chesticles! I must fine a steal bra poste haste!
Kept woman, did I ever tell you, you have great legs?
I'm linking you poste haste.
Kami, go ahead and vent. I made a total fool out of myself yesterday. ahhhhhhhhhhhh ha ha ha ha!
It's so blasted annoying when these guys do their little hit and run numbers. Makes you want to go out and start turning up rocks so you can stomp the little buggers into oblivion.
Check your shoes before you leave.
xxoo