So, why do you have an alias that is an acronym?
Lol I'm roflmao!
Couldn't help myself ;)
So, why do you have an alias that is an acronym?
What do you mean?
Lol I'm roflmao!
Couldn't help myself ;)
You want to be punched in the (expletive deleted) don't you?
:)
Kill it with fire.Lol I'm roflmao!
Couldn't help myself ;)
Might I be able to assist you?
So, why do you have an alias that is an acronym?What do you mean?
I thought your rant concerning internet speak acronyms while having an alias that appears to be an acronym was a bit ironic.
YMMV.
So, why do you have an alias that is an acronym?What do you mean?I thought your rant concerning internet speak acronyms while having an alias that appears to be an acronym was a bit ironic.
YMMV.
It is not an acronym. It's a secret. >_>
Sure...that's exactly it....>_>
I just got to see The Dark Knight Rises last night. It was a pretty good movie so I'm not angry enough for a rant right now.
I just ran a 5k. Much to tired to rant. Tomorrow when I'm all sore from running I may have a rant for you.
I'm thinking about going to a Republican convention just to see if I can get close enough to Mitt Romney to punch him in the face. Not because I'm a democrat, but because I just hate his face.
RANT INCOMING!!!!!
Welcome back Rant fans. In this edition of JMD031’s infamous rants I will be ranting about some of the most vile, disgusting, and ruthless (expletive deleted) on the face of the earth. I’m talking about Telemarketers. If you happen to be a Telemarketer and are offended by the implications of this rant, shut the (expletive deleted) up because I don’t care if it’s “your job”. There is nothing in the world I want to do more than find a list of Telemarketers and call them at all hours of the day just to annoy the crap out of them. I’m honestly curious to know if companies actually believe that using (expletive deleted) Telemarketers are actually a “good way” to entice customers to their company. What genius thought it would be a good idea to have people call you up at the most inconvenient time possible to ask you if you would like to purchase a newspaper subscription or perhaps a timeshare in some place you don’t even (expletive deleted) care about. One time a Telemarketer called my grandparent’s house asking to speak to “the head of the household”. I decided to be snarky and said it was me. This individual then proceeds to try and convince me to come to some seminar about a timeshare where I’m “guaranteed” to get a “20 dollar gift card to Wal-Mart” just for “listening to the presentation.” Now I’m about to hang up on this person, when they ask “so can I expect you to be there?” I respond “I’d like to but I’m on house arrest.” Never before have I heard someone try to get the (expletive deleted) off the phone as fast as this person did. In fact I encourage all of you to (expletive deleted) with the very next Telemarketer who calls you. Perhaps if enough of us do so, they will get the hint and leave us the (expletive deleted) alone. Well, this rant is going nowhere fast. Time to punch this one in the (expletive deleted).
Join me next time when I will be ranting about… “Those jackanape "debt collectors" that mistake you for someone else - as if you have any more money that the guy who shirked on the "debt" the jackanapes are now determined that YOU owe them for”. Wow that is a long (expletive deleted) topic to rant about.
Updated list:
Those jackanape "debt collectors" that mistake you for someone else - as if you have any more money that the guy who shirked on the "debt" the jackanapes are now determined that YOU owe them for.
Spam that the e-mail filters fail to catch. Or spam that cleverly dodges the nets during its annual spawning runs up long Alaskan rivers. Or both.
Why Gruumash is so Awesome?
Purple People Eaters
Pushy Monkey Kings
Canadians
Ginger Gnomes
Hot Weather
Power Outages
“Performance Anxiety”
One time a Telemarketer called my grandparent’s house asking to speak to “the head of the household”. I decided to be snarky and said it was me. This individual then proceeds to try and convince me to come to some seminar about a timeshare where I’m “guaranteed” to get a “20 dollar gift card to Wal-Mart” just for “listening to the presentation.” Now I’m about to hang up on this person, when they ask “so can I expect you to be there?” I respond “I’d like to but I’m on house arrest.” Never before have I heard someone try to get the (expletive deleted) off the phone as fast as this person did.
This is the most beautiful thing I have ever read.
One time a Telemarketer called my grandparent’s house asking to speak to “the head of the household”. I decided to be snarky and said it was me. This individual then proceeds to try and convince me to come to some seminar about a timeshare where I’m “guaranteed” to get a “20 dollar gift card to Wal-Mart” just for “listening to the presentation.” Now I’m about to hang up on this person, when they ask “so can I expect you to be there?” I respond “I’d like to but I’m on house arrest.” Never before have I heard someone try to get the (expletive deleted) off the phone as fast as this person did.This is the most beautiful thing I have ever read.
My grandmother thought it was hysterical.
I'm in the process of building up a resevoir of rants so that we don't run into the problem of not having a rant for several weeks in a row.
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Okay, it's beeen a long [expletive deleted] time since I did one of these mother[expletive deleted] rants. Not actually that [expletive deleted] long; I was just exaggerating that [expletive deleted] for the sake of that [expletive deleted] first [expletive deleted] sentence. [expletive deleted]. I'm already four [expletive deleted] sentences in and I haven't even started [expletive deleted] ranting about my supposed [expletive deleted] topic. Here is what the [expletive deleted] topic: Sore throats. Now, I don't mean the normal kind of sore throat. I mean the soar throat, the one that you wish you were high for because it is so ridiculously [expletive deleted]. No, I've never done any drugs. But when it's so bad that you can't swallow and your salive keeps [expletive deleted] collecting and filling up in your mouth every five minutes and you have to go outside and spit, it might be worth it. Not that I was going to go and find drugs while I was sick like that. Wouldn't want to inflict my mother[expletive deleted] sickness on anyone else at that stage. Plus toking would probably hurt my throat with the smoke. Yeah, scrap that whole plan. It's bull[expletive deleted]. Like Tuxedo Bull! Lolololol XD. When your throat is so hoarse that you feel the need to get your reodeo on - neigh, when you need to thrash up some wickedmad stunts in the ring - then you know that your throat is pretty bad. Don't even let me get starting pony on the running nose. Dude, that [expletive deleted] lasted longer than the throat, and while maybe not as bad was stile one of the whorser symptoms I've had to wrangle. No, that wasn't a [expletive deleted] pun there, just a horse pun. Calm down, stop bucking or whatever. Yeah. So anyway a few nights ago when I was coming down from that totally brutal illness I still had the nose, so I woke up every few hours feeling like a compbleat piece of [expletive deleted]. I should have played some music, but my only music-playing device is my laptop and I always figured I'd be able to get to sheep in the time it would have taken to start it up. Of course that didn't happen, and I'd take anywhere from half an hour to one and a half horse to fall asheep again. I've still got this pretty lovenasty cough, but all the other [expletive deleted] has kicked the water container over and has started hitting up other dudes for its water fix. Also, I Plame my sister, Valerie, for brung that what home; what is even her deal.
Cold medicine influenced rants are the best.
Wait what?
Being sick sucks. :(
Get well soon man.
I've not been involved in these threads I guess. First I've heard of it.
Oh that thread. It's been months since that thing, and I stopped paying attention before they said that I guess.
A CURSE! A Curse on whoever decided it was a great idea for people to be sick.
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Fortunately, I'm feeling better.
Is mummy rot a curse?
I heard it was the new Hollywood weight-loss plan.
Fortunately, I'm feeling better.
Rant! Rant! Rant! Rant! Rant!
Man I always feel like I'm behind schedule. No rant until I feel like I'm caught up.
I am [redacted] MAD this morning. You know what ticks me the [redacted] off? The [redacted] idea that our culture's propagated that nobody ever has to be [redacted]ing OFFENDED. I am [redacted] tired of having to walk around on eggshells because someone might get their [redacted] pants in a knot if I'm not [redacted]ing sugar-sweet nice to everybody all the [redacted]ing time.
This is not to say that everybody who complains about getting [redacted] offended is a [redacted] douchebag. Some people have a [redacted] point to their complaints. But it's too [redacted] easy to just get away with passive-aggressive [redacted] and then justify your [redacted] by just [redacted] saying "I was offended!" Like that [redacted] excuses EVERYTHING, now don't it? [redacted]!
GUESS WHAT, TINKERBELL??? Getting [redacted]ing offended from time to time is NORMAL. It's part of LIFE. Nobody is gonna [redacted] agree with you all the [redacted] time. People are gonna say stuff that [redacted] [redacted] pisses you off. What you SHOULD do is Time to put your [redacted] big-kid pants on. I get offended just LIVING. I can't walk outside past my [redacted] cul-de-sac without hearing or seeing something that [redacted] offends me. Sooner if I turn the [redacted] radio on! And guess what? I don't get to complain about it! Society's decided that it's [redacted] OKAY to offend me! Cause I don't fit into any of its [redacted] protected little subgroups! Take your best shot! I'm not [redacted] allowed to defend myself - because if I do some [redacted] is gonna be OFFENDED! Like it's my [redacted] place in the [redacted] universe to stand there and take it, while if I step the slightest [redacted]ing bit out of line toward anyone else I'm the [redacted] devil. YAAAAAAAAAY!
It's time we acted like [redacted] ADULTS rather than SPOILED [redacted] CHILDREN who go whining to mommy every [redacted] time someone says something any [redacted] bit less than flattering about us.
And people wonder why the [redacted] I'm a [redacted]ing hermit.
I also approve of this rant.
Ugh, this weekend was very tiring. On top of that, my table I use for playing WH40K broke :(. You'd think I'd be mad, but I'm really just sad.
[Expletive Deleted] Boss, [Expletive Deleted] cutting my holiday [Expletive Deleted] short!
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for my new rant, i will be in all lower case, so you know i'm extra serious
i'm not tired of being reminded of cameron. not yet. but i worry that i will be tired eventually. i'm tired of no one knowing about him. I Am Really F#%*ing Tired of that. i'm pissed at him for being a s!~~-ass [expletive redacted] who didn't stop playing stupid sports for morons. i'm pissed at him for not visiting portland when he could. i'm pissed at everyone in the chat who won't give us a f#@@ing few days of f#*!ing rest like what the actual f~&& m*#~&$~#~!@@s go use motherf+$%ing alexandria or something get the f@~~ out of our mourning chat like I am legitimately angry about this and you f&@&ers just keep obliviously spouting off about your f!!%ing homework problems or how you got hit by a car or whatever and I don't give a s$&* because when nord was alive you f$!~ing avoided him and ignored him and didn't come in when he was around. if you knew nord and didn't love him then you are a f$&*ing a@$*~++. they say anger is a phase of whatever but i have no idea if i am actually pissed. my heart isn't beating faster and i don't feel like beating s$&~ up.
i hate these stupid made-up phases that barely mean s!~&. like what the f@~# is this s%+!. i hate that i'm potentially still in denial or whatever. he's dead he's dead he's dead. maybe it'll never mean anything because i never met the f&!&er. i'm denigrating him here but it doesn't actually mean anything. i don't feel it. it's just the sort of thing people do. and that's the real thing. i know that this entire shebang is just from societal cues. tv. books. especially super-melodramatic young adult books. i read way too many of those s$~&. and now i'm going through fake grieving and it's b*~+$+@#, but who can say if it's b!~#$*@# or not. i'm not going to say that i hate being uncertain because that's ridiculous. you gotta have some f&++ing uncertainty in your life or you're gonna die.
i hate that this f%#$er is just sitting in the chat going on about how they use meditation to remember math s@+!. what the f#+~. where were you when nord was spewing gibberish and singing and making the nurse cry. where were you when he was saying goodbye. stop talking about g@%%#+n nano s!$@. if this was still your chat you would have been here. you can't just come in during nano, that's b&&~!#+&. we have a f%#@ing community and you ignored it. go f~$* yourself. and then i realise how ridiculous it sounds. i finally get to be the emo angry kid and it's b+$~~*$~. i'm not going to descend into some lameass doom spiral. i'm going to get off the computer and go to bed and get up early and do homework all day and sleep and go to class and homework and ace my classes and graduate this s%&! and learn how to talk to people and god i am so optimistic and i'll get some kind of job and make a comic and be romantically fulfilled and initiate an international proletariat socialist revolution and stop global warming and avert heat death and get a minifridge.
i'm going to get off the computer and go to bed and get up early and do homework all day and sleep and go to class and homework and ace my classes and graduate this s*!& and learn how to talk to people and god i am so optimistic and i'll get some kind of job and make a comic and be romantically fulfilled and initiate an international proletariat socialist revolution and stop global warming and avert heat death and get a minifridge.
All before dinner?
But seriously, sorry about your loss man.