So halfway through my work day I came down with yet ANOTHER UTI. I get them frequently and they’re usually quite dramatic. Painful, nasty and accompanied by fever and bleeding. They suck. So I blew off half my workday to hang out in triage waiting to see a doctor. I couldn’t walk well because of the pain and couldn’t sit. I could either stand for two hours or lie down.
You and your friend were sitting on the couch in triage, all decked out in your track suits, yakking loudly and, I dunno, you looked fine to me. The other couches were taken up by equally sick people stretched out. But fair enough. You were there first. I took a chair gingerly and waited my turn. Until you got up and disappeared. For TEN MINUTES.
So I took the couch and fell down on it.
About another 5 minutes pass and you reappear, bitching loudly about how rude it is for someone to take your seat.
Now look. It’s not YOUR seat, regardless of the massive ass-print you left in it. You left for ages and nobody was paying enough attention to you to assume you were coming back. I took it BECAUSE IT WAS FREE.
After listening to you bitch for about 30 seconds, I lifted my head and said “look.. i’m very sick and in a great deal of pain. I’d move if I could, but i can’t.” When what i SHOULD have said was “Listen. You left. I have no idea who you are, nor do i care. I’m not watching your every move so how on earth would i have possibly known you planned to come back 20 minutes later, YOU MORON? You relinquished your seat and I took it. Surely to god your fat asses can fit in the chairs and if you’re up and down with this frequency, you’re well enough to sit so shut the fuck up and go away.”
But I didn’t. And you miraculously let it go.
You didn’t speak to me again. However, you DID spend your entire time in triage bitching to each other, then when one left the room, ABOUT each other (btw, girl in pink? The girl in black CLEARLY HATES YOUR GUTS and called half the people on her contact list to bitch loudly about how much you suck. Trust me. WE ALL heard it.)
As if this shameless and common display weren’t enough, i’m moved to a small triage room that SOMEHOW, I managed to share with you. But it wasn’t just you… in the time between, you had called half your equally fat, ugly friends and all THOSE morons were sitting in this triage ante-room with you taking PHOTOS OF THE REST OF US, bitching, talking about how much you get laid (Which.. I’m glad that fishy smell wasn’t me at least..) and making fun of other sick people.
As I walked out, hell YES I said to the nurse “I had no idea triage has become a publicly funded halfway house.” because that’s what you are. Nasty, common peasants who have NO BUSINESS bringing half your facebook friends list into the hospital with you.
I don’t know how fat, cheap, ugly bitches like you became so entitled. It’s not like the world wants to do you any favours.. you are gross, creepy and, btw? That horrific pain in your gut you kept bitching about IS DUE TO OBESITY. It doesn’t take four hours in emerg to figure that out. —The Taxpayer
This article appears in Mar 14-20, 2013.
Dear god, this sounds horrible right from the get-go.
This is exactly why I have to be in excruciating pain to even consider a trip to the hospital that’s not job-related.
Pure torture.
Who brings their friends to triage? and to echo Zed, I would have to be pretty close to death’s door to go there. My fullest sympathies OP, you showed great restraint.
While I empathize with OB, her “bitch handle” – The Taxpayer – as well as some of her comments indicate that she feels more entitled to triage chairs than others because she pays “more taxes” or at the very least is a law abiding tax payer. In other words, her ability to pay, as reflected in her tax bill, affords her more right to use certain triage facilities. Of course this view discounts the principle of our health care system, namely equitable access. THis principle means that triage chairs, other hospital equipment, and hospital and physician services ought to be available to those who -need- them, not those who can afford them or who pay more taxes.
the nurses or doctors should have been in better control of the herd of sycophants
Awesome bitch. I don’t know what it is about a well written account of someone’s terrible experience that I find so hilarious. Sucks that it happened but hey! Kept me entertained for a few minutes. Great bitch OP. Nasty, common peasants.. Lol
Op stick to your medical issues and the seating available in ER. You had a right to sit in an empty chair/couch if the person left it. As far as the rest of your bitch goes it is irrelevant. None of your business in other words. Hope your UTI is doing better, I’ve never had one but I hear they can be brutal.
We have a saying in my camp that goes:
Move your meat, loose your seat.
Way to go driving that wedge in! Rock on OB
“equitable access” – Is that fair?
“…her ability to pay, as reflected in her tax bill, affords her more right to use certain triage facilities…” – Doesn’t it? Shouldn’t it?
OB last time I was in the Emerge ….a woman who was there before I was (she had hurt her thumb … not broken, didn’t break the skin & I actually couldn’t see the mark she was talking about…nor did it look swollen) started loudly complaining when a man came in after I did who had put his hand into a table saw , was whisked directly through to a doctor .
Like NO SHIT SHERLOCK the guy was bleeding badly & I think his friend had fingers in a bag ! ! ! !
I realise your hand hurts lady , I found out a couple hours later I had a fracture …but that guy was IMO a hell of a lot worse off than either of us & deserved the rapid response …. they call it EMERGENCY medical assistance for a reason …WORST CASES FIRST -ALWAYS-
echo me here, i too fucking hate hospitals, or e.r.’s. that being said, i’d have to be so close to death, that a trip there wouldn’t do any good for me anyway. woggie, i see the assholes are still at it.
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That emergency room is always full of pigs that waddled in from “the square”, trying to get anything they can for “free”, cause it’s “free”. Why should they pay for tylenol when they can hog back the “free” shit that TAXPAYERS pay 8 dollars a pill for? Then they can spend their welfare cheques on crack and liqour, then waddle their asses to the foodbank for some “free” food.
Gary they are indeed and making asses of themselves more than ever. Now to the point of writing stuff you can’t even decipher. lol.
Shit’d: Don’t be so judgmental about people in general. Stereotyping is dead or haven’t you heard?
Jer-ry! Jer-ry! Jer-ry!
i’m surprised one of them didn’t THROW a chair 😀
The “free” food poor people get from the food banks would barely be considered food.I’ve seen what that “free” food it’s fucking SAD no wonder so many poor people are obese;they’re given carbs,canned “food”.
I have family members who have been forced to eat that “free” shit.WOW “FREE” “FOOD”….HARDLY.
Gummy they are in the lead, making vases of themselves more than liver. Now to the pointlessness of braying stuff you can’t even cipher. lolzzzzz.
Shat’d: Be judgmental about people like me. Stereotyping is truth or haven’t you merged?
I concur, Zed. Anytime I have ever had to enter the ER doors, I didn’t even have to sit in the waiting room because I was clearly in bad shape. I will never understand why anyone would want to wait between 4-6 hours to be seen. I did my 4th year clinical in emerg, and I can’t even begin to tell you how many people show up there with runny noses, sniffles, a sore foot, an numerous other non-emergent ailments. The real kicker is when they have the audacity to complain about the wait time. Excuse me? Do you mind if we give this guy CPR? It really is incredible…
Especially these days with countless walk in clinics and the 811 call a nurse line.I don’t understand why someone with a runny nose…would go to emerg. to wait.Shit your bound to catch something while your waiting to be seen that would kill ya.
If your stupid enough to do such a thing.While your waiting you should read up on Darwin’s Law.
Have you ever read the Darwin Awards Boru? That is some funny shit right there lol
I feel for you, OP…ER waiting rooms are full of all kinds of morons! I am more concerned, however, about your recurring UTIs. Been there, done that, not nice. I couldn’t stand up straight or walk. I’ve heard that UTIs are usually caused by wiping in the wrong direction (cross contamination), or even by frequent sex without voiding right after (honeymoon cystitis). Glad to say that my issue was caused by the latter and not the former. Oh that was such a long time ago………..! Best of luck with your recovery and your attempts to erase this ordeal from your memory bank.
I hope you feel better, OB, but you don’t sound like the nicest person in general. I’m sure these girls would’ve been classless trash if they weren’t fat. And just because someone is fat doesn’t mean they don’t deserve medical care. That part of your bitch really left a bad taste in my mouth.
If someone was taking pics in a medical triage room, they should’ve been told to stop. Security, which is scattered around the er should’ve been alerted to that.
Last time I was in the ER (last two times, actually) I was in a room with my parents who had been taken in by ambulance for septic shock and a seizure which resulted in passing out in scotia square and smashing her face up (bit right through her chin and smashed her teeth on top of the grand mal) and we were there for 13 and 15 hours.
Shit moves SLOW in that joint. We really need more walk in clinics for ppl like the ob and the trash she had to deal with.
Any one person on this board accusing anyone of being an asshole is playing the pot/kettle game.
Maybe lighten up, lest the board turn into the fucking abortion the board was recently.
And I don’t need to point out that NOONE sat that out.
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I’m embarrassed to admit I never did read it.Coles Notes version yes.I guess ‘Darwin’ will be coming after my ass after he’s finished with them. lol
I like to say “Just because YOU think it’s an emergency doesn’t make it so”. Hell I don’t even see a doctor unless I am really really or dragged screaming for a stupid annual. If or when I have the big one, just let me go.
OP, who ever you are. I’m just glad that I don’t have to put up with you in real life. It sounds like bitchiness comes natural to you.
Bitchiness may come with the UTIs GV.
I’ll second what Reg said and extend it to most valid reasons for going to the ER. Being in enough pain (or bleeding enough) to consider going there tends to make people cranky. If they’re not cranky, it’s usually because they’re too zoned out by whatever the problem is.
Heck, only time I’ve gone there in the last decade or so was because of 3-4 inches of missing scalp. You want plentiful blood? Try using a metal window frame as a potato peeler, with your skull as the potato.
I don’t go to the ER unless i’m in an amazing amount of pain( pain is subjective) or literally half dead.Not the place to hang out to meet people.
One of the other problems is that GPs don’t do enough at their offices. I cut the tip of my thumb once and needed a stitch or two so I went to my doc, at the time. He said he couldn’t stitch it and to go to the ER. I couldn’t believe it. I remember years ago going to my doc for stitches and other small treatments.
UTI’s are caused by bacteria from your swamp pussy being shoved up the urethra during vigorous sex. Maybe you should keep your boney legs shut. And wash your cooch, skinny bitch. An’ quit stealin us fatties seats!
C’est aujourd’hui la St.Lambert,
Qui quitte ca place la pert.
They left the seat, they lose it, fair game now.
As my mother used to say, ” Is your name written on it?” She also said the above french adage.
WTF with the double wide chairs in the waiting room?What are they telling patients?’You shouldn’t be obese but we want you to be comfortable because your obese’….Those double wide chairs are everywhere…WTF?
I am not criticizing obese people in any way.
Interesting, no_fool… I used to get UTIs all the time when I was 7. Does that mean I should’ve kept my 7 year old legs shut? Because, y’know, 7 year olds are HUGE skanks.
*eyeroll*
I see what you’re doing, no_fool, but you just managed to look just as petty as the OB with her whole “you ain’t sick, you fat!” schtick.
Huge eyeroll, I should say UTI’s are caused by 2 things:
vigorous swamp sex and wiping back to front.
Am I missing something? You know what’s causing the pain, you’ve had them before and you go to emergency?
why not just take some tylenol or whatever for the pain then go to the walk in clinic? Generally much faster and they’ll give the same prescription.
Naproxin if I remember correctly….
nursehezz yeah… but UTIs can be HORRIFICALLY painful. And when that part of your body hurts that much, it can be scary. especially when blood-filled urine makes it’s first appearance. I had one once with blood,fever, couldn’t walk.. the works. They’re revolting and terrifying.
MANNERS MAYKETH MAN
“manners, n., behaviour in social intercourse, habits indicating good breeding.” (The Concise Oxford Dictionary)
Contrary to the view of many on this thread, the principal issue here has nothing to do with urinary tract infections. Rather urinary tract infections plays only the role of the occasion – but not the substance – of the “contretemps” (that’s French for, in this context, “argument”) between the two protagonists. What, then is that substance? It is the matter of proper behaviour in social intercourse. The question then devolves into what is to be understood by “proper?”
That manners matter can be in no doubt. As Bishop Wykeham, the founder of New College, Oxford, pointed out, “Manners Mayketh Man,” a motto which, unsuprisingly, appears over the gate opening on to the quad of New College which, as it happens, I have had occasion to view a number of times. But what did Wykeham mean?
In matters of social intercourse – and no doubt sexual intercourse as well – good breeding is essential. Clearly The Taxpayer displayed good breeding in refraining from giving the slob a tongue-lashing although, disappointlngly, she seems to have wished she did. By contrast, the slob who appears to have invoked her “rights” to the vacated couch, displayed improper bad breeding. She thought she the couch was hers by right even though she had vacated it for 20 minutes.
The question then arises as to when the statute of limitations, so to speak, of her right to the couch would have run its course after which such “rights” to said couch would have expired and she therefore could make no legitimate claim in mannerly social intercourse to the occupancy of said couch.
The difficulty, however, is specifying a precise time lapse when her claim would founder. One minute? Five minutes? This, of course, indicates that the practice of good manners is not reducible to empirical criteria to justify its exercise. Good manners, those which “mayketh man,” are matters of judgement and cannot, like so much else in social intercourse, be quantified or “objectively” measured. What is – and what is not – “proper” can then only be a product of philosophical reflection.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
RSVP:
*yawns*
It’s a wonder philosophers ever get laid, if Moleman is any indication. Takes the passion out of everything from masturbating to sexual intercourse.
Though his obsessions with labia, spanking, and Nazi Postcards may contribute to his “issues”.
Weetabix!
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Heh heh – Montrealman said “intercourse”
My favourite is when he says “Good morning, Penis”.
Excalibur!
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Did MM’s mom leave the basement door open again?
Have you ever noticed you can’t find an entry for “Philosopher”in the Yellow Pages? I guess no one wants to use their fingers for walking to find one.
I’m sorry, The Yellow what?
PHILOSOPHIZING & SEXUAL INTERCOURSE
Before turning to the replies, I think an introductory comment bearing upon the issue – that of the relationship between philosophizing and sexual intercourse – is required. In “Manners Mayketh Man” I stated, “In matters of social intercourse – and no doubt sexual intercourse as well – good breeding is essential.” The question, obviously, is just what such “good breeding” might look like while one happens to be actually engaged in sexual intercourse. In other words, if “good breeding” is an outcome of philosophical reflection as I maintained then just how would it – or could it – co-exist simultaneously with the activity of vigorous sexual intercourse?
I have given this some thought. You might say that I have engaged in a philosophically reflexive activity – reflecting upon the activity of philosophical reflection and, at the same time, its relationship to, um, fucking. While “good breeding” clearly figures in courtship and even the preparatory stages of sexual intercourse, it is not clear how the two activities would do so together “in flagrante,” so to speak. For while philosophizing necessarily requires utter attention on the contents of one’s mind – an exercise in complete concentrated introspection – sexual intercourse, particularly at the point of orgasm, involves precisely the loss of such concentrated introspection. The two seem to be, if not mutually exclusive, then profoundly incompatible.
I envision two trajectories, the one sexual and the other philosophical. As the sexual trajectory increases in intensity the philosophical impulse – the search for meaning – declines correspondingly. At some point, one which is difficult to determine, the two trajectories intersect. Given the nature of the sexual urge I believe it to be, at least momentarily, in the ascendant. However – and this is important – on the completion of orgasm the philosopher can continue where he left off, philosophizing that is. So now to the replies.
RSVPS
: P/ (03/19, 10:48AM)
“Takes the pleasure out of everything from masturbation to sexual intercourse.”
Well done P/. Your insight into the incompatibility of pleasure and philosophizing is in complete harmony with my thoughts as given above.
: The Chairman (aka “The Beloved”) (11:02AM)
Yes, that is true. I also said “fucking.”
: P/ (11:17AM)
Yes, that was good, wasn’t it. By the way Penis – as well as Woggie – seem to have been deleted along with the entire thread “Oh God She’s Back”. Does this strike you as fair? I mean, not only was she bullied by the ratpack but now she’s been snuffed by the Moderator. Does justice prevail on Bitch?
: Dim Bro Tim (11:29AM)
What do you use your fingers for, Dim Bro?
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
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Well done P/. Your insight into the incompatibility of pleasure and philosophizing is in complete harmony with my thoughts as given above.
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Well done, MM.
*Flirt*… 😉
How do I feel about Woggie being turfed?
Her percentage of trolling posts meant to only provoke and NOT discuss anything vs her posts where she legitimately responds to the Bitch was weighted so heavily toward the former that I struggle to think of her as even a minimally productive member of the board.
At least you sometimes begin by addressing the Bitch before philosophically masturbating. You’re contributing in some way. Woggie’s presence was only meant to provoke, so good riddance to bad trash.
At least the Empress used creativity and comedy to defuse her trolling, as did “Pennis”.
I expect the old sock puppet to pop up again, and I expect her to be reported and deleted, much as OldHand was, until he gave up, or ran someone over on the bridge. Whichever.
Weetabix!
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MM: Bustage on the Kitch Rind??? Apparently caught! 😉 Wiggie may be gone but definitely NOT forgotten. Wigpig was deleted in terror apparently (?) or so I’m rolled….
Twankle, Twankle Little Star
Woggie I know where you are
I search for beer and I search the bar
Ahhh little woggie, There You are!!
😉
BUSTED TWINKLE/WOGFROG!
Twinkle/Woggie, you’re dumber than a rock. Did you really think you could slink back here without us noticing? Stupid rolly trolly Woggie, Queen of the Empty Colt 45s! As long as you infest this site with your bully/troll agenda, we’ll be here. You didn’t get accidently deleted and you know it. We all know about your sockpuppet past, Woggie, which is way funnier than anything you’ve ever posted.
Dim Bro Tim (11:29AM)
What do you use your fingers for, Dim Bro?
Something you have no concept of – work. So what does a philosopher do for work?
Ummmm… Does this mean there is a zero tolerance policy on trolling? Is there some definitive line we are not allowed to cross?How do you know you’ve crossed “the line”? Is there some knuckle wrapping by the moderator, in the form of a warning email? Is there a cool off period/penalty box before a total ban?
For such a lefty paper, you sure have some conservative views on censorship!! Why was the entire thread removed?
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Wogdog was deleted in error apparently (?) or so I’m told….
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Right, #1Woggie.
Maybe you were reported one too many times. Oh, look! It’s happening again!
lols
Bye bye, bully.
Weetabix!
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P, I love the cut of your jib. Nasty bullies like Twinkle/Woggie have no place on a great board like this. Think about it. Who really liked Woggy? MM? With his kinks, little wonder he’d be drawn to this silly bovine with her false religious beliefs and love of deep-throating a 2L of Colt.
Just like the frog in Aesop’s Fables, Woggie blew herself up and up until she exploded. She’ll do the same again and again until she loses interest. Or if she gets an offer to do foot porn, corn and bunion edition.
Twinkle is Woggie? That Mexican vacation did you the world of good if the avatar is any indication. That said, let’s not start the silliness again. I see Twankle has already appeared. We’ve already turned the Good Dog into collateral damage.
I’m afraid so, Reg. The only reason I’m here is to make sure she doesn’t come back to bully our posters as she has in the past. This is a particularly nasty troll with an equally nasty reputation for mayhem. Fortunately she’s easy to detect so I don’t have to go all Buffy the Troll Trouncer.
Reg, yes, Mehico was life changing for me, thank you! Twankle/TTFN we all know who you are. What happened to Empress Wigpig? How about Pennis Cato? ahhh yes… gone like the wind! It’s nice to see that you are so fired up again, posting furiously with your fake profiles and fake ‘likes’ again. Shows me your insecurity. But in actual fact, I’ve become quite bored with you, your cookies, and your slobby tub unit. I think I will just sit back and watch you self destruct! Now…. see those nice red lips of mine? It is a subtle reminder for your to kiss my red and rosy one! Ciao baby!
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Something you have no concept of – work. So what does a philosopher do for work?
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You’re looking at it, apparently! 🙂
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Keg, yes, Riker’s Island was life changing for me, spank you! Twankle/Tee-Hee you know who you are. What happened to the Queen? How about Dennis Cato? ahhh I confess… gone like WOGDOG! It’s nice to see that you are so desired again, posting hilariously with your cake profiles and cake ‘lice’ again. Shows me your flirty. But in actual fat, I’ve become quite obese over you, your cookies, and your knobby rub goony. I stink so I will just squat out back and watch my arsehole self destruct! Now…. see those nice red vulva lips of mine? It is a grungy reminder for your to suck my red and rosy ones with a toilet plunger! Cowabunga baby!
You are obsessed with me, Twinkle, that’s why you can’t stop shooting off your stupid gob. You say you ignore my posts but you just can’t, can you, Woggie/Twinkle. So what’s your next moniker going to be? Queen of the Queefs? I ain’t going anywhere so do your worst, you brainless cow.
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I’ve become quite bored with you,
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As evidenced by your compulsion to create a new profile to troll, #1Wogdog, after being deleted for being a Troll.
But you knew that.
lols
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PHILOSOPHIZING & SEXUAL INTERCOURSE (II): A PERSPECTIVAL QUESTION
Good morning all.
Before turning to the RSVPs I thought a further clarification of my position on the relationship of philosophizing and sexual intercourse – I maintained that at their extremes there can be no relationship since the one cancels out the other – might not go amiss.
The issue could be re-conceptualized from a perspectival perspective. That may sound like a redundancy but it’s not. What it means is that one’s perspective on the relationship turns in large part on – wait for it – one’s perspective. There are two principal perspectives on any sort of activity – in this case philosophizing and sexual intercourse – which might be categorized as either that of the spectator or that of the participant. The two categories taken simultaneously, are mutually exclusive. By its nature, to philosophize is to adopt the spectatorial perspective. That is what one does when one conceptualizes an activity but, in the case of sexual intercourse, one is by definition a participant. One cannot, in other words, adopt a spectatorial perspective while engaging in sexual intercourse. One is immersed in the activity. Of course, one is a participant in the act of philosophizing but – and this is important – one’s participation necessarily takes the spectatorial form. This illustrates the multi-dimensionalist of philosophizing, a complexity that sexual intercourse does not possess. I hope that this has provided additional clarity to the relationship between philosophizing and sexual intercourse. Now to the replies.
: twinkle – Still #1 (03/19, 4:41PM)
Is that you Woggie? A very attractive avatar. I think I might be getting aroused.
: P/ (4:53PM)
Well, I think your claim that Woggie’s presence was meant only “to provoke, so good riddance to bad trash” is judgemental to say the least. She never provoked me. As I say, it’s all a matter of perspective. Your second claim to the effect that I address the bitch before “philosophically masturbating” confounds the fact that such “masturbation” is, in effect, a conceptual clarification of the philosophical subtext of the bitch. Another pers[ectival problem.
: Twankle – Still #AAA (5:47PM)
Oh, no.
: Dim Bro Tim (6:01PM)
What does a philosopher do for work? You’re looking at it, Dim Bro.
: Stephen Harper (8:09PM)
An excellent question Stephen. One that requires considerable philosophizing. It’s all a matter of perspective.
: Reg LeCrisp (9:43PM)
I’ll second that one Reg!
: twinkle – Still #1 (03/20, 6:17AM)
Give it to her twinkle!
: P/ (6:21AM)
Excellent P/! Look at mine to Dim Bro Tim above!
: twinkle – Still #1 (8:23AM)
You’re right there twinkle. You can’t be imitated!
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
Wow! UTIs are a bitch!
Twinkle how come you can’t masturbate by yourself? Your cream of tartar is a blah bimbo, imitating your real life avatar..your great-great granddaughter.. Your name Twinkle with the newly Added ‘Still#1’ limitates my ‘Liquor Still #1, and your roast is stuccoed to my ceiling but for your bone-headed brain box. Have you ANY original thoughts? Throw me a freaking bone. I think PP was spanking the monkey when he croaked WOGGIE YEARNS TO BE ME. PP can’t be you, no matter how hard you try with your insanely balanced fence posts. You need to give him change and smell PP for what he is: an attention whore. Just be me, whoever you are. Twinkle is as original as the name ‘Fluffy’ for a cat…you can stimulate me but I will coagulate your sighing.
Is this what you call ignoring me, Woggie/Twinkle? GOOD JOB, FREAKAZOID!
MM, you and Woggie were simply a mutual admiration society of two. A majority of the posters here can tolerate some ancient old souse high school teacher from Quebec but the trailer trash has to go. Bullies & fabricators don’t belong on this wonderful board and I have the posts to prove Woggie’s horrible transgressions which I can belch out at any time. Yes, I am keeping score and, since I’m financially comfortable with no one to answer to, I can continue these games for quite some time to come. To quote the late Hon. P.E. Trudeau: “Just watch me.”
I am curious. Isn’t Twinkle a couple of cuts below the Ste. Catherine Street suck jockeys you usually frequent?
MM: Thanks for the compliment. I thought I would post my real picture this time. Pucker up People!!!
Twankle AKA TTFN: I know I said I was bored with you and I am but you are Just TOO EASY ‘ Yes, I am keeping score and, since I’m financially comfortable with no one to answer to, I can continue these games for quite some time to come. ‘ Ahhh haa and don’t forget you got a house too!! Thank God for Tub Unit huh??? hahahahahaha….
Twinkle/Woggie AKA Brenda the Baboon with her Deflated Bazookas: I know I said I was gored by you but you are Just TOO AMAZING!’ Yes, I am keeping s’mores and, since I’m lovely & comedic with no one to bore me, I can point out the shame of Twinkle for some lime to gum. ‘ Ahhh haa and don’t forget you got a mouse too!! Thank God for Lub Tune-it huh??? hahahahahaha….
Interesting, Woggie, that you like to make fun of the physically disabled. That’s pretty darn low, Twinkle, even for a discarded old skank like you. For shame, Woggie, in this day and age, to hate the handicapped.
If wit was shit, Woggie/Twinkle/Brenda, you’d be constipated.
Twankle okay now you’re back to being boring AGAIN…and also scraping the bottom of the barrel about the disabled. Wassa matta are ya runnin out of your stupid limricks…….BORING!!!! You had your last chance with Twinkle on this post…..buh bye 😉
PP: Thanks for the compartment. I bought and posted my veal fissure this time. Sucker us Nipple!!!
Twinkle hates disabled people, admitted it freely on her own posts! Shame on you, Woggie! Have you kicked the neighbor’s dog through a hedge lately?
Where’s your tan, Skankle? Did you spend your entire Mexican vacation in the basement, giving handjobs to the staff?
Twinkle okay now you’re back to being roaring AGAIN…and also lapping the bottom of the rum barrel about the disgruntled. Wotta matta yer tongue tired of your poopy rimlicks…….BOO-YAAAA!!!! I had my best chance of STDs with Twinkle on this post…..but…but…
Last chance with Twinkle? Isn’t she the town bicycle, everyone’s had a ride? Excuse me, if I piss my best g-string over that empty threat, Lady Bubbles.
Q: Do you know how a philosopher has sex?
A: The philosopher yaks about nothing for a long time, causing the other person to pass out, due to boredom. Note this can only happen if the philosopher can lure the other person to their basement and ensure mom is not at home.
A philosophical “roofie”
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I know I said I was bored with you and I am but
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… but you lied. Gotcha! 😀
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You had your last chance with Twinkle on this post…..buh bye 😉
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lols Just like your ex used to say, Sock Puppet! Your head is so spun with bitterness and hatred that you will be unable to stop.
lols
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and also scraping the bottom of the barrel about the disabled.
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Actually, just as your former boyfriend did, when you get frantic and out of control, you go too far and personalize things, hitting “below the belt”. You have used peoples’ disabilities as material for insults, which proves what kind of low person you are in real life.
Bravo, Woggie!
Weetabix!
p
The delicious irony that #! Woggie created a fake TTFN account because she is so bitter and angry that her trolling has failed(again).
Bye, Woggie! lols
p
“yes, Mehico was life changing for me, thank you!”
Ah. So you got laid by the young Mexican baggage boy [who has all his teeth] looking for a good tip?
Gotcha.
Feels good to have those cobwebs cleaned outta there, doesn’t it, Woggie?
WTF?!?!?
Is this the kinda trolling shit I missed a few weeks ago?
Navigating this site is like walking through the forest in Nilbog…
http://blog.al.com/aharvey/2009/01/large_t…
they’re fucking everywhere.
Yeah, P. Cause you never get frantic and out of control, and certainly never take things to a personal level or hit below the belt. I think some of us have better memories of some of the things you said to “old gummer”. Nothing personal there, huh?
By the shining beard of dennis cato, I swear this to be true!!!
Wheatabix
You spelled “Weetabix!” wrong, Stephen.
And I capitalize “Dennis Cato” because it’s a proper name.
xoxoxo
p
PHILOSOPHY & SEXUAL INTERCOURSE (II): A PERSPECTIVAL QUESTION (cont’d.)
Good afternoon twinkie!
I trust your lunch was satisfactory. I see The Toad has resumed her bullying. To reply directly to her would simply encourage more bullying so I think that the best approach would be to reply to her indirectly, i.e., phrase your observations and/or questions to me as though we’re having a private conversation and leaving her out of the loop. I’ll give an example in my first comment. So, let’s have a look at the latest:
: twinkie – Still #1 (03/20, 9:40AM)
I’m puckered, twinkie, I’m puckered! Your avatar does it for me!
By the way twinkie, I was interested in what The Toad’s (9:27AM) conception of a “teacher” might be. Of course, this entails some conception of what “education” might be since a teacher, by definition, is engaged in educating which has as its correlative concept that of learning. A full description of a “teacher” must therefore entail a full description of the activity of teaching itself, a coherent account of “education” which serves to ground the concept of teaching and, of course, a comparable account of learning. The last, as I’m sure you realize twinkie, further entails some theory of one’s “coming to know”, i.e., of epistemology. But, twinkie, I must admit I’m not hopeful of getting any sort of reply from The Toad. That is because her “thought” does not extend that far.
: (9:40AM)
You’re right again twinkie. The Toad is much TOO EASY! I note that you commented twice in at the same time. That’s an indication of your quick mind, twinkie! Congratulations!
: (10:13AM)
Good going twinkie! Say goodbye to The Toad on this post!
: The Thug (10:46AM)
Oh God, the Thug is back with his crass vulgarities.
: Dim Bro Tim (11:29AM)
No please! Not Dim Bro again! Well Dim Bro, that was very good. Ydes, Dim Bro, you’ve discovered my secret. Now Dim Bro, get busy with those fingers. But please, just don’t do anything in the street and frighten the horses.
: avastO (11:59AM)
Another incoherent remark from, from… whom?
: P/ (12:19PM)
It’s not so much what P/ has to say, which is negligible, but rather his constipated, telegraphic style. P/, could you try sentences and paragraphs? Oh, and always support your charges with direct quotations. But I did enjoy your “delicious irony” (1:03PM). Irony, to be fully appreciated as I’ve always said, must always be “delicious.” So there’s hope for you yet!
: pretty kitty – is on bended knee (1:11PM)
PK, you must change your pseudonym. People like Twankie will make sport of you.
: The Dribbler (1:42 PM)
Like Old Man River, The Dribbler just keeps dribbling along.
Well twinkie, it looks like that’s that for this thread. I’ll be looking out for you if and when The Toad and the ratpack strike again. Have a pleasant evening.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
Twinkle/Twankle (or what ever the hell your ‘names’ are) — please stop the bitching at each other – it’s just plain annoying and childish.
cripes!
Do you play with your Nazi postcards and souvenirs every day, Dennis, or just on soecial occassions?
Weetabix!
p
Hi montrealpot… I’m kettle.
mmmm, montreal pot…..
PHILOSOPHY & SEXUAL INTERCOURSE (II): A PERSPECTIVAL QUESTION (cont’d.)
Good afternoon tinkle.
I thrust for your refractory buttmunch. I see The Goddess has resumed her discipline. To apply Deep Heating rub directly to your entourage would be bully good fun so I think the best cock-a-roach would head directly for your nasty R.V. Observe, the phasers aimed at my sweetbreads will cause me to dive at the nearest Indian Reservation and order, only soup. I’ll leave a generous tip without comment and huff a carafe of the house Hi-Test.
: twinkie – Still #1 (03/20, 9:40AM)
I’m shrivelled, cankle, I’m shrivelled. Your avatar makes me void my bowels involuntarily.
By the way canker, I was distressed to learn what an old trout like you would consider a “reacharound” to be. Of course, this makes you wail about what stimulation could be had for a fee. I’m sure you realize after your trip to Mexico the epistimology of corrupting the morals of the native donkeys. No reply necessary; I’ve downloaded your home movies from
http://www.skanksabroad.com
: (9:40AM)
You’re right again tinkle. My scrotum is much too greasy. You note that I ejaculated twice, once from my process and once from my “back pussy” and at the same time! You’ve a sick mind and need to be washed and chastised for the collective good.
: (10:13AM)
You’re getting stinky. Say goodbye to the deodorant nailed to the fencepost.
: The Thug (10:46AM)
Oh goodie!. Kerrie Strug is on D.W.T.S. with a mass of Bulgarians.
: Dim Bro Tim (11:29AM)
Don’t tase me again Bro. Oh that was so good. You’ve discovered my secret. I can only sustain an erection with a mass of electric current coursing through my feet.
: avastO (11:59AM)
Another insightful remark from a man who is clearly my physical, moral and intellectual superior. Keep ’em coming, matey!
: P/ (12:19PM)
It’s not so much what Perfectpaul has to say which is incredible, but rather his concise and erudite style. Rather than blithering on for entire paragraphs as I do, he neatly summarizes and deconstructs your drivel with mere sentences which I shall surely quote next time I compose a letter to the Gazette. As Priam, before Achilles, I bow my shrivelled head to you, good sir.
: pretty kitty – is on bended knee (1:11PM)
PK, you must change your medications, if only to give twinkie the boot up the arse for which she is so desperately crying out.
: The Dribbler (1:42 PM)
Like Torpedo Squadron 8 at the Battle of Midway, he keeps coming at me. My war is lost, not today, perhaps, but eventually.
Well stankie you look like a groupie from The Grateful Dead. I’ll be looking out for you on Wyse Rd. in case the Morals Squad strike again. Keep those pheasants from grieving
A possessor of foul maize.
Bungo Suido
So lovely to see you again, Pennis! Remember me? I’m the Empress’s sister, Lady Wag Bag of the Highland Park Wag Bags. Empress is at a health spa in Switzerland and told me to look in on you and, as usual, you are delightful! Bully-bashing is my passion! Wiggie confessed that some toothless old tart is causing chaos on her favourite internet spot so I’ve come in to lend a hand. I understand she goes under several monikers. No matter. We’ll take on one at a time.
Indeed I do remember your sister, a most charming lady indeed. She was “Irene Adler” to my Holmes, to use one of those cloying “popular culture” references without which few of the underclass habitues of this site would be able to express an opinion.
Yes, there are few things more satisfying than thrashing a scoundrel, spanking a monkey, flogging a bishop or pulling the bully. This ghastly pairing of Montrealman and Tinkle ( do you suppose that they they *shudder* engage in coitus? Dear Lord, the offspring could pose for Heironymous Bosch, if they were unfortunate enough to survive nativity) need to be deloused from the pure wool of the Bitchy Board, forthwith and post haste, before any more innocents suffer under the reign of “Blowhard and Drivel”.
I look forward to your goodly works with eager anticipation, Good Lady, and if perchance, I can be of some small assistance, rest assured, I shall.
My derrierre makes vile haze.
Bastogne!
You’re a sight for sore thighs, Pennis. I see Woggie’s being a very naughty girl again. You know she spends all day typing with her nipples,creating profiles by the dozen thumbing through the yellow pages between mary-jane “cigarettes” and veal offerings to the God of Blunder, Plunder & Spew in her toaster oven. And so jealous! I wonder who will visit Twinkle when her pubic fuzz is grey & grazing the ground? NO ONE.
How you doing Cousin Woggie/Twinkle? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
@ eats_crayons, I am all too familiar with UTIs and kidney infections. I had chronic infections, caused by reflux, since I was 2 years old… Lost a kidney as a result. Fortunately, the removal of the left kidney, and the accompanying ureter, solved the problem. Yes, they are extremely painful and uncomfortable. I didn’t say that a UTI wasn’t an emergency. Anyone who has ever had one knows that it needs to be treated immediately.