whatthebutlersaw
Dessert Arsonist
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- Jan 15, 2008
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...and why does everyone of that Jim dude's posts read like piss-poor seventh grade poetry? Does he think he will be taken seriously if he spaces out his posts like someone who is unsure of punctuation?
I watched his crappy utube video, and frankly my dear: that hat would make anyone look stupid, and he didn't have much credibility to start with. I don't think I have ever been so repulsed by a human being.
He reminds me of that kid at school: the one that would rather be beaten up than be ignored. Did anyone else have a kid like that in their school? You know. He would giggle psychotically while the ninth graders beat the **** out of him and when you tried to help him and make them stop he would just get up and follow them around until they started beating him again. He would constantly pick fights with the only kids smaller than him, and you had to actually hurt him to make him let go of them and when you did he would just keep giggling and then follow you around for the rest of the day and try to make you beat him again. The ninth graders were indefatigable in kicking the crap out of him, but you didn't want fights and frankly touching him gave you the same feeling as touching maggots.
That kid. I am reminded of that kid.
I watched his crappy utube video, and frankly my dear: that hat would make anyone look stupid, and he didn't have much credibility to start with. I don't think I have ever been so repulsed by a human being.
He reminds me of that kid at school: the one that would rather be beaten up than be ignored. Did anyone else have a kid like that in their school? You know. He would giggle psychotically while the ninth graders beat the **** out of him and when you tried to help him and make them stop he would just get up and follow them around until they started beating him again. He would constantly pick fights with the only kids smaller than him, and you had to actually hurt him to make him let go of them and when you did he would just keep giggling and then follow you around for the rest of the day and try to make you beat him again. The ninth graders were indefatigable in kicking the crap out of him, but you didn't want fights and frankly touching him gave you the same feeling as touching maggots.
That kid. I am reminded of that kid.