LOVING IT! LOVING IT! LOVING IT! THANK YOU!
Narcissist Wrote:
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> Well, while it strikes me as odd that one as used
> to supplicating as you are would not do so now, I
> have made the decision to grace you with my
> masterful prose prowess once again.
> I suspect that your hesitancy to "..get down on
> your cyber knees" has a psychological link to your
> avoidance to any kind of physical exercise
> whatsoever, which explains both your porcine and
> endomorphic body composition and your utter lack
> of mental acquity.
> I think it interesting that your name is "Harry".
> Your parents selected a homonym for an
> undesireable adjective to serve as your
> moniker,acknowledging from the inception of your
> utterly pointless tenure on the planet that you
> are not even worthy to be a noun. You are, at the
> risk of redundancy, not even a "thing", but a
> "thing to describe a thing", which insinuates that
> even your own parents recognized that you are
> subordinate to the point of being subhuman, as was
> the entire line of losers that spawned your kin.
> The truly mindboggling thing about your existence
> is that carriers of such inferior genetic lines
> managed to find each other, somehow achieve sexual
> arousal, then pollute the planet with more
> visually horrific and mentally repugnant people.
> The improbability that such a "Harry" as yourself
> ever got a chance to walk the planet is a true
> tribute to the old addage "there is someone for
> everyone", yet it shakes my belief in Darwinism to
> the core: natural selection should have weeded you
> out, but no! Now, I , your physical and mental
> superior, have to corrupt my vision by looking at
> you, and I am sickened by what I see: the meniscus
> of your stooped, beaten shoulders, the sickening
> swoop of your scoliotic spine, the various nevi
> and carbuncles that dot your sallow, jaunidiced
> skin, the unnatural hue of your irises as they
> swim through alcohol catalyzed fire red veins that
> obscure the sclera of your malformed eye all
> repulse me, yet remind me of my superiority over
> you. As you shuffle about, reeking of flatulence
> since your inferior digestive system can't
> metabolise the buckets of grease you routinely
> dump down your throat at the local fast foods
> establishments, which you sit at alone as little
> children mock you and make dire, yet factual
> predictions about how you will die alone, please
> reflect on your inferiority.
> Thank you
Signatures are for fags