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About Me

+ + + = "I shudder to write this name; this pox, this word from hell, this utterence, this James. Your mother was a boiled chicken. Your father was a freezer. Your genesis was the power being cut off while the family was away. From putrefaction, you were eventually endowed with enough crawling, swarming grubby life to walk out of there. You are so nauseatingly dim you probably haven't the least idea why I have been moved to vent my feelings, however, delicately, concerning your snivelling existence. Egoist is not a word I'd use to describe you, for although it poorly describes your self-centred little universe, the word assumes the presence of a cerebral cortex, something you clearly function without. Are you really alive? Or are you just something that forgot to crawl back into the petri-dish? I have thought of entreating you to suicide. The problem remains, however, that is so doing I would presume you are some of sentient life in the first place; a proposition which is clearly preposterous. The worst insult that can be hurled at you in some cultures is to signify that your mother was a pig. But I only feel an immense, overwhelming sorrow for the sad sow that begat you. You have singlehandedly, completely, enthusiastically, maniacally, with gusto and lip smacking delight, stovered any advancements made in the human condition over the last six million years. Congratulations. You must be so proud. Rabid ferrets have more social grace than you. Have you ever thought of what your funeral will be like? Have you ever seen someone spray cockroaches with insecticide then brush them into a garbage-bag? The only difference I guess, is that in your case more than one can of insecticide would be used. You red-eyed snottling germ-bag. Bulimics should know about you. They could then dispense with the food altogether. Have you ever wondered why you have no friends, only people who do their pathetic best to avoid you?"

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I'd like to meet:

oddballs late bloomers laugh at the bits that aren't funny have the faculties to hold a stimulating conversation eye for the little things kind to small animals over abundance of energy and solutions on how to spend it people who give a shit ability to be an adult and still act like an ass exist only in works of fictionIf you're european, go here instead.
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If not, you just keep... doin what you're doin..
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