by Ice Cream Jonsey » Sat Jul 05, 2003 3:11 am
Careful readers may note that I didn't quite get round to shutting this place down, as I had threatened to do earlier in this thread.
Nevertheless, this entire base has been somewhat of an experiment in self-hate. I would recommend it to any of you who are similarly hoping to keep yourself "regular." There's no feeling like getting up in the morning (or afternoon -- substitute where need be) and clicking on a few threads before you've even tasted the oversweetened blueberry-like substance contained within your Toaster's Strudel and seeing a number of individuals call you out as somewhat of a manchild douchebag.
I hate you all, of course. But, and this is important to me, I hate you all equally. There was no secret that, when the Sherwin boys were growing up, the actor playing "Dad" had more of an affection to the youngest brother, while the actress who played the part of "Mom" definitely had more love for the oldest. I... I don't want it to be like this for you lot and I. I want you able to go to sleep at night content with the fact that your portion of hate is just as large as your fellow JC Hate Mongers. Roody does not have a larger bowl than the Milker. Greg does not possess his allotment of hate, and then an extra, hidden, six-pack of (if I recall that Snoop sketch correctly) "Hater Aid" stashed somewhere... that is, unless all of you, from Da King right down to the Milker's second, alternative account has one as well.
I only pray that Ben does not find another Paul Thomas Anderson film, rent it, and then begin to hit me over the head with how "great" it is before I can terminate this place, and then the very memory of this place from the uncaring and altogether horrific minds that the bunch of you, evily, possess.
I pray that does not happen.
No matter.
See you all in Hell, my friends.
(signed)
the dark and gritty...Ice Cream Jonsey!
Careful readers may note that I didn't quite get round to shutting this place down, as I had threatened to do earlier in this thread.
Nevertheless, this entire base has been somewhat of an experiment in self-hate. I would recommend it to any of you who are similarly hoping to keep yourself "regular." There's no feeling like getting up in the morning (or afternoon -- substitute where need be) and clicking on a few threads before you've even tasted the oversweetened blueberry-like substance contained within your Toaster's Strudel and seeing a number of individuals call you out as somewhat of a manchild douchebag.
I hate you all, of course. But, and this is important to me, I hate you all [i]equally.[/i] There was no secret that, when the Sherwin boys were growing up, the actor playing "Dad" had more of an affection to the youngest brother, while the actress who played the part of "Mom" definitely had more love for the oldest. I... I don't want it to be like this for you lot and I. I want you able to go to sleep at night content with the fact that your portion of hate is [i]just as large[/i] as your fellow JC Hate Mongers. Roody does not have a larger bowl than the Milker. Greg does not possess his allotment of hate, and then an extra, hidden, six-pack of (if I recall that Snoop sketch correctly) "Hater Aid" stashed somewhere... that is, unless all of you, from Da King right down to the Milker's second, alternative account has one as well.
I only pray that Ben does not find another Paul Thomas Anderson film, rent it, and then begin to hit me over the head with how "great" it is before I can terminate this place, and then the very memory of this place from the uncaring and altogether horrific minds that the bunch of you, evily, possess.
I pray that does not happen.
No matter.
See you all in Hell, my friends.
(signed)
the dark and gritty...Ice Cream Jonsey!