Before you couldn't help but parrot everything that has to do with her, so it's surprising you refuse to quote her now. What killed your crusade anyway? I thought your dedication to such a cause would last longer. She's still around, undeterred from your former efforts. Did you give up? Does this mean she won? How does that make you feel?
More importantly, I'm trying to see where you draw the line. Thrill's style of conversational combat was enough for you to spam threads about her, yet Slimey's form of humor triggers this response from you instead. Are you afraid of how he might respond, while you see Thrill as harmless, or are there redeeming qualities to Thrill that made her worth the time and effort that Slimey lacks?
Fuck you, you grubby little heap of shit. I'll drag your fat ass wherever the fuck I want, whenever I want, for nothing more than my own satisfaction.
But in answer to Turncoat's question, the major differences between you and this other embarrassment is that you actually admit that you are loopy as fuck, you only parrot about the shit you 'wish' you could do to othersand you never make references to socially being anything more or less than... whatever the fuck you are.
This fuck on the other hand comes to us expecting veteran status, waving his douche-bag flag high, all the while implying the fact that he is some sort of highly successful, online James Bond. By telling us that he is a dormant Psychopath, he would have us believe he has all the potential benefits of the condition, but without the constraints.
He would have you believe he has his shit together, which in it's own way, is even worse than your celebration of the fact you are mental.
Got to say that I'm definitely warming to you B. You're just like a tough ass, resilient cockroach who gets stamped on and just bounces right back up. I admire those qualities in a women!
Getting back to our friend justice. We ought to be careful really, what with his thin skin and getting booted around in school by the cool kids each day, I wouldnt want to be responsible for the suicide of such a little troubled kid.