I’ll say this much…

You live in Georgia.

When I say I can find you, I can.

…No seriously, that was the comment.  I wish I was making this up, but I really don’t think I have the mental capacity to be this window licking retarded.  So in response I would like to list all the places that are easily accessible to anyone with half a brain that not only state the fact that I live in Georgia, but that I live in MARIETTA ( Are you paying attention Bryan? ) Georiga.

• This website.
• Vampire Freaks. ( You know, where I found your prostitute of a siste… I mean, girlfriend? )
• MyYearBook.
• Live Journal.
• Oh yeah, and the fact that THE FUCKING AREA CODE OF THE PHONE NUMBER UNDER EVERY SINGLE GOD DAMN POST BELONGS TO ATLANTA MIGHT BE A BIG FUCKING CLUE AS WELL YOU INBRED SISTER FUCKING HICK.

Jesus Christ, where are these people made?  I mean seriously, I am sincerely worried that this kind of stupid is contagious on an epidemic level.  Screw H1N1… we need to be focusing on bleaching the gene pool of Texas.

…then again, they are both from Texas, for all I know they very well could be related… I suppose in the eyes of “Bryan”, anything is better than the cows on the family farm.

Hey guess what douchebag, Joyce just so happens to be my girlfriend.

Chicken butt! Oh, wait, you were being serious… sorry. Ok, I’ll play your game Bryan, guess what! Joyce is a prostitute. I like this game!

You screwed up. Big time.

Dun dun duuuunnnn, enter, Bryan; The E-Tough-Guy. Boy do I love these people, keyboard warriors! Round one… FIGHT!

I’ll find out who you are

Here it comes, wait for it, it’s going to be epic, I just know it!

where you are and all I need to in order to kick the living shit out of you.

There it is! The E-Threat! Though I really wish these kids would come up with something a little more interesting…. I mean if I had a nickle for every time someone has told me they were going to “kick the living shit out of me”, I’d have enough to fill a sock and end Bryans inbred blood line forever. So lets make some logical deductions about Bryan, shall we?

• He’s not the Father of Joyce’s illegitimate child.
• As I said above, inbred.
• Well spoken, but all in all has shit for brains.
• Will end up and abusive drunk to Joyce, and her child… if they last that long.
• Has a gene pool so shallow it makes Paris Hilton look deep.

You’re nothing but a sad pathetic low life that hates themselves so they figure they have to post shit about others that’s false in order to make themselves feel better.

You forgot; Drunk, virgin, unintelligent, unattractive, lonely, and virgin, wait, I said that already… Come on man, keep up with the rest of the class.

Way to go douche-bag totally original work here.

Why thank you, I’m glad you enjoy my obvious talents.

Or at least that’s what I’d say if it were the truth and actually were original.

So wait, now you’re taking back what you just said? Well that wasn’t very nice of you, telling a bold face lie. Do you tell Joyce that the mere sight of her pug looking face doesn’t induce the urge to projectile vomit your cousins semen as well? How deep does your exaggeration go, I wonder.

But guess what there’s a ton of losers like you out there that do the same things that you do. You just chose the wrong girl to do it to.

I beg to differ, I think I chose a perfect target. Got my desired reactions, as well as some addition entertainment.

I’ll find you. Just wait it out buddy.

Can you pick up some cigarettes and vodka on your way? I’m running low… but please when you arrive, please don’t just stalk outside my window masturbating like you do while watching Discovery’s; The mating habits of the American Sheep…. it’s not that I would be honored at your sentiment… it’s just creepy is all.

Wait… I figured it out…

Bryan is her pimp!

honestly i loved the rundown, was fun to read, but not quite on the mark. i don’ use my name because i have alot of situations that would become a mess if i did. my home life was good as a kid, don’ worry about the past, it’s the past that’s the point.

straight up i just don’ care enough to type shit out on my phone for the most part so i never mind to look shit over. shit happens.

you’re about 9 years shy on your age, but hey it’s cool, i like lookin young.

now there is somethin itchin in my mind that just won’ go away. I get how you love to pick someone you don’ know and try to give a breakdwn of who they are and what they do, good job you can be mislead by simple things.

when i said a lil i meant a lil, i hate fuckin reading and for the life of me could give two shits about grammer.

i’m probibly never within driving distace of you, mainly because if i had lied about all else on my page why the fuck would i put my real adress? just food for thought.

Anyway if i had to rate it outta 10 i would say maybe 8 or 9. was a good read just not me, must admit it was a nice shot in the dark and it made me laugh a lil.

i’m free to chat mainly at nights after bout 9 east coast time, look i even made it easy for you to find me.

keep doin what you’re doin, enjoy it, that’s what life’ about right? doin what you love.

Markey Out

It’s really interesting how much he has to say considering he “doesn’t care”.  Though what I found most amusing is he corrected a fair amount of his profile, removed that he lives in Savannah, and just told me what his name was regardless of “situations becoming a mess”.  I love it when people contradict themselves for me.

The second response is always amusing as well, the over protective friend, or in this case little girl that has a crush on our delusional friend that runs to the rescue to inform me of how wrong I am and how pathetic my life is;

hey. so i know this guy and haha your totally wrong about like everything. iv known him for about a year now and i know his family and everything. i love this kid to death. haha i thik its funny how you tried to call him out on crtain things but you wre seriously wrong. to me it seems like you ar SO unhappy with your pathetic life that you have o poke fun at thers, but what you dont get, is that yes, someof the ppl you poke fun at will get offended and try to start shit with you. but then others like this amazing guy here, will jus tlaugh and blow it off like it is nothing. im sure you are going to try to classify me now, go for it. you know nothing about me. but i just wanted to inform you, this is one of the best guys around and you were complety wrong about everything. listen to me or not, thats your decesion. if you would like to argue with me you can e-mail me any time

In all honesty, I didn’t bother reading 90% of what this future prostitute wrote because well, I don’t speak, or read trailer trash.  Honestly, can any of you pick out what point, if any she had with this?  From what I was able to translate I got the following, though after doing some digging I was able to make a few logical deductions about her life;

• She never graduated grade school English.
• She is a single Mother that lives with Mommy and Daddy.
• She more than like will end up on welfare.
• She will end up, if not already turning tricks of cocaine money.

Oh well, on the bright side when her illegitimate child grows up, he can be her pimp!

…who knew?

But wait! Has a new target of people presented themselves? Why yes I think they have! Scene-whores! What’s a scene whore you ask? No, I don’t mean “scene” as in Emo, that’s far too easy. ( Though now that I think about it I need to look up a few of those people too… they are always entertaining. ) 

Back in the day, before we had things like 56K modems and CompuServe there was a technological wonder known as dial in bulletin board systems. These amazing machines allowed us to throw the phone hand-set on our “oh-so-technologically-advanced” analog couplers and dial directly in to said BBS. Talk to each other, play amazing games such as LoRD and Trade Wars… it was a better time, an intelligent time. The time before AOL. This was also the time of the hacker. 

Years later ( about mid-way through the height of IRC usage and promptly after the movie Hackers released ), the idea of being a “hacker” became “cool”… oi… such annoying times. This is where the scene-whore was born. Women who would fuck a hacker for status, and men ( usually referred to back then as lamers… which I’m sorry, sounds gayer than Holywood Blvd during the release of “To Wong Fu” ) that would essentially just bullshit their way through conversations in a failed attempt to sound “1337”. ( By the way, hackers never used “leet speak”… in all honesty, I have no fucking idea where that garbage came from… probably Juggalos ). If you don’t get the idea by now, find yourself a brick and be imaginative with your choices in life. 

Enter, The Packet Princess v2.0! ( Lucky, if you’re reading, this reference has to have you rolling by now. ) This comment comes to you courtesy of the Baby Juggalower Your Standards post. 

Hmmmmmmmm 

First thing that came to my mind was that old Crash Test Dummies song… Christ I’m getting old. 

I think this guy is talking to much shit 

I really wonder how much is “too much” shit. I mean hell, Germany’s porn industry is based around the idea of massive amounts of human fecal matter and to this day I still hear about “Two Girls One Cup”… can there ever really be TOO much shit?! 

so I am going to take this site done 

Hrm… what exactly does this mean?! “Take it done”… is he going to “take” my site until he’s “done”? Well that’s not appropriate… you should at least take it out to a nice dinner and call it in the morning before you “take” it. Better yet, you might want to consider getting a real girlfriend and stop lusting after my domain… 

and Yes I can do that as cause I am a hacker/bot net user 

 

Oh teh noes! Not ze hakarz! Ok a little lesson for those of you that aren’t up to speed on the terminology here. A “bot net user” is essentially someone who is going to attempt to perform a DDoS attack on this site. Imagine this website is a shot glass, and he has a pitcher filled with fragmented packets ( random crap data ). He is going to attempt to pour that pitcher into the shot glass until the shot glass over flows and eventually falls over. This is not hacking, this is called packeting. We make fun of kids like this… thus, Packet Princess. Though amusingly enough, he didn’t use any proxies… thank for the IP Address buddy. Your ISP will be thankful. 

But I am not going to be here log 

 

It’s looooog it’s loooog it’s big it’s heavy it’s wood! 

or is it going to take long for this site to be fucked up 

 

You know, I keep calling my site a light weight but it never learns. Don’t mix light and dark alcohols website! You always get too fucked up too fast and make an ass of yourself! 

So have fun with it I will give you 2 days to read and copy what you want from it to your notepad 

 

“Notepad”… Window user. Big hacker here guys! OR! I could just… back up the database… mind if I do that? 

and NEVER FUCK WITH JUGGALO”S!! 

 

I don’t know why but I just about lost my shit laughing at the quote used as a hyphen. Something so small shouldn’t make me giggle like a school girl… 

We always have back up there buddy 

 

“I’m not your buddy, friend!” ( I’m just full of the stupid television references this week. ) 

and Get a life and stop trying to spy on a fucking kid just to get your damn dick up you butt fucking fag. 

 

Stalking requires effort. I hate things that involve effort… anyways, only a bloody poodle wrapped in 3 day old bacon could get my dick up. 

2 Days Count down nicely. 

“1… 2…. 5 I mean 3!” 

Though you know what? I’m not sure how long I will be done with the Fag House lackies… I mean, I have a phone number, names, dates, times, locations of a Fag House gathering. There is going to be unsanctioned combat, more than likely underage drinking, willing to bet weed. Maybe a call to the Port Orchard Police could prove most entertaining… Anyone live in Port Orchard that owns a police scanner willing to record the hilarity?

• You’ve left a total of 5 messages, put down the pipe and pick up a book kiddo.
• Might want to think about suing Google first.
• I like turtles.

….Jesus Christ I need some coffee… way too early for this shit.

So we all remember the voice mails yes?  Someone butchering the English language in an attempt to… hell I don’t know… intimidate me I suppose?  As someone said on face book about one of those posts, a “Telephone Badass”, I believe that was the term.  Which was actually fitting, blocking his number, talking what I suppose in his leave it to beaver town is considered “trash”… you know… a normal Monday in my world.  Well you also remember that because he was blocking his number ( Which is registered in what I can only assume is a family members name… really stupid idea. ) so I really had no idea who was babbling on the other end.  Knowing that these kids have a psychotic level of pseudo-self-accomplishment… I intentionally called out their man-child leader, and openly blamed him for the email…  that’d piss off whoever it was enough to come forward.

Ahhh the human condition, isn’t it fun?

Naturally, Jared skipped to the sound of my drums… *sigh*, I remember when I actually had to try to get these kids to dance for me… oh, at least it makes for good entertainment!  So, before I start getting off track ( like I do ), allow me to introduce! Baby Juggalower Your Standards!  He can’t drink!  He can’t smoke!  But god damn-it all… HE R TUFF!

( Keep in mind this kid asked me multiple times in this voicemail, and about 5 times in their chat room to write a “bloAG” about him… I finally decided that he really needs attention, parents are probably separated, he just wants someone to love him. )

Enter, the voicemail, as transcribed as close as possible to how he speaks;

Alright uhhh.. Luciiiid or whatever the fuck yer name iiiisss.

Remember kids, Marijuana affects your speech patterns… in this case, in a very… VERY obvious manner.

Alight, this is gunna be the first REAL voice mail yer gunna get.

The other ones must have been imaginary.  Damn it, I hate it when figments call my phone and leave me threatening messages.

This is Jailbait Jared

Ok, the term “Jailbait” generally speaks to the idea of someone below the age of 18 that is desirable to those above the age of 18… resulting in possible jail time…  He’s defiantly underage… but that desirable part?  Yeah, delusions of grandeur… seems to be a trend with his genre.

pretty sick if what yer sayin’

I’m typing it, not saying it.  Saying requires there is a voice… well, in my world it does at least, which in my world, 90% of the time, I’m correct 100% of the time.

ya know…

Why yes, I do believe I know what you are saying.  ( Sorry, obvious South Park reference there. )

bout my family and shit ya know yer sittin here talkin shit yer sittin here

I said nothing about Sylvester or any of your real family… delusional little child… now stop being redundant.

writin these bloAGs that make…   I would say no ( whither? ) sense here…

I really honestly don’t know what he said, it sounded like “whither”…  also, if you listen to the voicemail, it seems he has a slight speech impediment… what the fuck is a “bloAG”?

but… ya know in YOUR opinion that makes a lot of sense but then again that’s becuz yer an alcoholic like who, you know sits on yer computer and does nothing.

Read above, 90% -> 100%… though you don’t make much sense there… If I was sitting at my computer doing nothing, this site wouldn’t be here.  Poor little confused child… and lastly… look at the domain name sparky, read the posts, calling me an alcoholic is like calling your gene pool shallow… we all know it, there’s no point in stating it.

Yer gunna keep writing and yer gunna keep writing and typing a-fucking-way

In all seriousness, have you smoked so much weed that you have a .5 second span of memory?  You LITTERALLY just said the same fucking thing not once, not Twice… but THRICE!

Do it.  Just go do it.

You know, Tiger Woods just did it… now he has to pay some ugly chick 300 million USD.  I prefer not “Just Doing It”… that and my fiancée could more than likely kick my ass.  No way I’m walking away from that one.

Because you know what?

Dogs can’t look up?

Yer not realizing… that these little bloAGs are not affecting anybody here

Says the man that just keeps on coming back!  Hey, maybe you could leave me another close to three minute voicemail telling me how much you don’t care.  Convincing.

 it’s just making you look like a dumb alcoholic FUCK!  Which… you are…  you are a stupid alcoholic fuck…

You already said that… remember?  Wait, maybe you don’t.  Poor little stoner.

and yer not getting anywhere in life… whitch yer little website.

I wasn’t aware I was attempting to “get anywhere in life” with my website…  I was always under the impression it was for my entertainment.  Now entertain me puppet!

Keep typing away Sir.

…I can so do that.

But you know, if that’s whatcher  gunna do,  that’s whatcher gunna do,  and I guess we can’t stop you.

Redundant… but that is one of the more intelligent conclusions you’ve come to thus far.

But uh, as I said I gave you an invitation to the Fag House Gathering

No thank you, I don’t go that way, but thank you for the compliment, I’m very happy you find me attractive.

and if you’d LIKE to come… go ahead and do it.

Wow… please, stop coming on to me kid.  You’re just embarrassing yourself…

Leaves(?) July 6.. though the 13..uuuhhh, yeah the 13th here and its gunna be in Port Orchard, Washington

Yes, another kid from a town that has a crime rate of… my testicles.  Man these kids are “hard”.

Now, I’m personally inviting you, because this will be held at my home.

( What the 15 year old means to say is his Grand-Mothers house. )

Aaand, you know, theres gunna be DJ Fag House there,  and prolly Critter will be there, hey maybe Tiff will be there… so… you know all yer little people thatchoknow wanna have beef with are going to be there Sir…

Well at least he respects his elders… though calling me Sir won’t change the fact that if Tiff is going to be there, there won’t be enough beef for anyone else. 

So you know if you wanna be a man and face them… do it.

Last time I checked flying to the contrast coast to beat up some fat kids and a girl is not exactly what is considered acting like… “a man”.

And hey, if any shit starts… you can step, you can fucking step to any of em.

Step?  I don’t want to step.   Want to dance.  Lord of the dance.  BOW BEFORE MY SKIPPITY FEET!

You can have a sanctioned fight…

Sanctioned?  Really… and who is the legal authority that is sanctioning this event?

Because we already have.. a little… couple events going down involving fighting

( Talking about how “badass” Juggalos are. )

and wrestling

( Latently homosexual snuggling. )

and some MMA

( Angry, sweaty, snuggling. )

Sooo… if you’d like to step to them,  please do Sir.

There’s that respecting his elders again.  You know, I really can’t hate him too much, he keeps addressing me as his superior… brings a tear to my eye.

Anyway, yer gunna put this on yer little bloAG… whatever,  go ahead and do it…  I don’t give a fuck….. but, before I hang up,   I’s jus gunna letchu know… that no matter what you do, no matter what you say,  you don’t have any information on any of these people…

Blah blah blah blah, you’ve already said this.  Being redundant again, put down the pipe sparky.

Not even Me.

Your online alias is Jared Jailbait, other-wise known as Jared Plique.  The phone you are dialing me from is registered to one; Sylvester Plique.  From what I gather you live with, or near your grand-mother Helen ( more than likely with ).  You took very adorable pictures on your birthday ( 13^th ) with her.  Your aunt Jennifer died at 12:45PM Tuesday, August 21^st 2007.  I’m sure you and Brenden and Joey were just “crushed”.  In some parts of the world you are “Engaged to the best girl in the whole world”, in other you are currently looking for “Juggalettes” on ICP related dating sites…. By the way, stop calling people and harassing their girlfriends… though that could have been Sylvester… the report doesn’t signify one or the other.  Shall I continue?

All you have on us,  is what you can get from our profile… and if you want… write a whole fuckin bloAG about Fag House Sir… I’ma letchu go now…

Thanks for playing, sorry I don’t have a tacky T-Shirt to offer as a consolation prize.

Por quuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuéééééééééééééééééééééé

¿Cómo estás?

Usually I would end this with something amusing or entertaining… but Tekken 6 is stealing my attention.  So pretend I said something funny.

…then laugh about it.

…and tell me what I said… so I can laugh too.

SO!  You will notice on the right side, yes, right over there… turn your head ( if you’re on the site and not reading my Live Journal… which… if it’s the ladder go to the website you lazy bum )… yes.  That new box called “Your Sloshed”.  That’s your little dashboard now.  Register a name, and you can post to the queue!  ( Meaning you won’t have to email me and you can take care of your own shit… yes, I know… complicated… you’ll manage. )  SO!  Register a name, click on “Submit To Sloshed”, and bingo-bongo, you’re ready to rock.

I do have a post coming that is more the speed of the site coming up here next.  It involves a two minute 60 second voice mail “inviting” me to fly to the other side of America to start a physical fight with a 15 year old.

Because… you know, that’s a perfectly logical idea.

…Social Darwinism… gotta love it.

Feel free to listen to his tirade while I am transcribing it.

To catch you up, last night I wrote a story about a angry little ginger. Naturally, he had more than a few things to say about that via comments. Now, he left said comment last night, yes, I could have responded to it then but I had a purpose with waiting until now which I will explain later in this article. So let’s get to it, shall we?

[ For those of you that wish to pull the “too long didn't read card, he's an idiot and here's the punch line ]

Before accusing someone of calling and leaving harrassing messages and talkin shit to you online make sure it was actually them..before you throw a blog tantrum get your facts straight.

Well, I do remember saying you left threatening voice mails, but that second part? No… no recollection… let me re-read what I wrote about you real quick. Nope, never said that, poor little illiterate red-neck. This is where I get to the explanation of why I waited! You see, if it was one of his lackeys, they would have already piped up about who left the message… seeing as by tracking every hit that comes here, they’ve returned many times, yet!.. No-one has piped up. Also, the message said very specifically “My room”, showing ownership… logically speaking ( as the little wiggers that follow this douche-canoe don’t seem to posses a mind of their own and would never wish to anger their fearless man-child leader )… It was you! Ain’t psychology fun. Onward Captain Poopy-Pants!

Your public out cry for attention is histerical.

Well yes, that’s kind of the point isn’t it? Entertainment value? I’m glad you agree.

Trying to get attention by mentioning mad house and myself is honestly quite sad.

Sad? Possibly… Rather effective? Proven to be most effective. Thanks for playing!

You are correct i was born in Laconia New Hampshire.

I usually am.

I havent been there in a very long time so next time try paying attention to whats being said, i am FROM laconia New Hampshire, i said nothing about living there still..

Well, doesn’t seem by this sentence you’ll be correcting me… sooo… Hows Laconia? Dad still in prison for live stock molestation? ( So I’ve been told )

who are you trying to reach with these blogs anyway?

God. You see, I figure if I amuse the powers that be enough they will look passed my alcoholism and chronic masturbation… Gotta get in to Heaven some how!

i have no clue where your getting your information from but obviously its from an unreliable source

Hey! The voices in my head are rarely wrong! No cut that out, you’ll make them sad… and believe me, no-one wants to deal with emo psychological abnormalities.

probably some under age kid that wasnt alloud in do to the fact there IQ level was about the same as yours.

( I don’t think he realizes that he just gave a fictitious character one hell of a compliment. )

But i will say this…

Oh oh! Let me guess. “I feel like chicken tonight! Chicken tonight! Chicken tonight!”?

im HONORED you took time out of your “busy schedule” to blog about me haha…

Awe. I was hoping for a catchy jingle from my youth. Though its painfully obvious my schedule at the moment isn’t the absolute definition of busy…

how dorkishly nice of you.

Wow, I don’t think I’ve heard the term “dork” used as a disparaging term since… what… the late 80′s? Kudos to you man, bringing it back.

Maybe instead of blogging about folks you should focus on getting a job and out of mommy and daddys house (i have my inside sources too)

Man your inside sources must be taking some psychotically amazing drugs. Tell them to share! I haven’t had a good trip in a long ass time. Though I suppose you’re correct in one aspect of that sentence, I do not in fact have a job. I have a career. Though hey, I’ll see you at work tomorrow, and remember I like extra onions on my burgers.

Im actually very well like in the juggalo nation

Really? Judging by the comments left here apparently you’re a pretty big failure in your scene. Though I suppose self induced reverse psychology is a viable means of existence.

only a select few do not like me but everyone has a member of there family they dont like;

Speaking from personal experience I assume? So how are family gatherings anyways? Have they let you join the adults table yet?

and this “GINGERLO” stuff is quite humorous

I agree, good to know you’ve accepted my stunning wit and superiority.

i have red hair and a red gotee, how creative of you

Please, please, stop with the compliments! I’m going to blush!

how long did it take you to come up with that? judging by how much effort you took into talking about me it must have taken you a painful two minutes.

Actually I saw the picture of you and it just kind of rolled off the tongue. Amazing, isn’t it?!

To be quite honest i ran your blog past a couple of people to see what they thought.

So what did your parents think? Oh I hope they like me! Please say they like me!

they ask “why is this guy so butt hurt about mad house?”

Awe, apparently they missed the point as well. I suppose that’s understandable, they spawned you… and you seem to be as bright as a broken light bulb, which would make them dumber than a box of toe-nails. Wait… that wasn’t fair. Poor toe-nails.

and honestly im asking myself that same question.

Ok, I want you to imagine a dotted line, and 100 feet above that line there is a dot. Think of that dot as you. Now imagine a dot 100 feet below that line, that dot is “the point”. Yeah, that’s the distance you’ve officially missed “the point”.

I cant figure out why some 27 year old guy is having internet arguments with people.

Read the previous articles, I think one of them depicts my massive amount of free time, alcoholism… I think I called myself an attention whore in one of them too. Not too quick on the draw are you cowboy?

I thought the saying was “with age comes knowledge”

I thought the saying was “With age comes disdain for stupidity”… but I’ve been known to be wrong…. rarely.

my friend you prove that too wrong.

How wrong is “too wrong”? Is it wrong like amusing yourself at the expense of other, such as what I am doing? Or wrong like incest… which you are no stranger to I’m sure.

Instead of acting your age you act like a 14 year old girl gossiping becuase you didnt get your way.

Really? The first image of me that comes to your mind is a 14 year old girl? Someone sound the pedophile alarm! Seriously kid, keep my out of your fantasies.

whats next are you going to rag on hip hop because everyone that does it makes more money then you?

I don’t know, are you going to rag on dirt farmers because they make more money than you?

Its sad in this day and age when a 19 year old has to educate a man almost in his 30’s

Heh, we’ll get to that comment at the end of this article, he who destroys the English language.

( if you really are the age it says on your stickam profile, becuase u act a lot younger)

Maybe if I painted my face like a pedophile clown I could be mature too?!

but im going to wrap this up

Sadly, your father didn’t the night of your conception.

so what “viewers” you actually have can read it.

Well that is actually very considerate of you.

From my understanding you have aprox. 4 subscribers, ooooo big popular man huh lol

This actually confused me until I looked at my front page trying to figure out what the hell he was talking about. Apparently I left my test code for the Google toolbar thing still running. Your sources suck again! ( This is becoming a trend )… I actually have 3 people that read the site! So there!

have a good day

Always do, thank you! Very kind.

10 Gauge A.K.A DJ_MaD_HoUsE

Translation: Slugger A.K.A. Incestuous Pedophile Clown.

P.S. you are absolutely right suicide is popular around this time of year.. thats why i fully support you on giving it a try.. without you the world can prosper.

Please, me? Commit suicide? I love myself far too much for that.

MMFWCL TO THE JUGGALO NATION

Oh yeah?! I can to that too! UHFWEIFEWIBFBEWG TO THE CLONE ARMIES!

So I responded to that whole tirade with I will get back to it later after I decipher half of what the hell he typed… his response?

well if you need to decypher it when i used correct english for the most part maybe your the one who needs to brush up on your english/grammar… I didnt mean to confuse you, But i do understand you need to take a second to answer it… take your time.

Some of you old timers know whats coming… don’t ya.

DJ Pedophile Gets Graded!

Oh and yes DJ, I realize my punctuation and grammar are just as bad… the difference is.

…I’m better than you, thus, I’m always right.

Get used to it.