Letters Of Complaint.

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Originally Posted by Skizo

Dear bittard mod,

Quit your belly-aching and quit trying to change someone else's website. You have you own, so piss off. There things in this world which you cannot change, and I only listen to your rants out of courtesy.

Suck it up, ffs.

-Skizo

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That's a bit mean. Poor detale.

Hoi, Skizo, if you're talking about me I'm going to buttrape you and make you die a slow and painful death by tying you down and having drops of water fall slowly onto your forehead, till eventually you'll get a headache so bad any type of sound will cause you excruciating pain.



:)

I wasn't referring to any mods on this site. I can see how that might have been confusing tho.

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Originally Posted by Skizo

I wasn't referring to any mods on this site. I can see how that might have been confusing tho.

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It wasn't confusing. It was just the slow kid being slow.

Slow kid? I can run 100 meters in 9.68 seconds. Fact.

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Originally Posted by tralalala

Slow kid? I can run 100 meters in 9.68 seconds. Fact.

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OK. The fast, racist kid.

Better.

I thought that Israeli's never ran .More like a measured retreat.

Unless they originate from Ethiopia.. :lol: Those are our only runner tbh.. Sad really.

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Originally Posted by Skizo

I wasn't referring to any mods on this site. I can see how that might have been confusing tho.

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I'd bet on the kid, what with your bum pin.

Can you fight from a prone position against Israel's finest? :naughty:

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Originally Posted by tralalala

Slow kid? I can run 100 meters in 9.68 seconds. Fact.

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That would make you a pretty big kid, and not from friggin' Israel, either.

I hereby withdraw my bet.













A girl leaning over my shoulder just intimated the following:

"That's not so fast; everyone knows seconds are longer than yards..."

An authentic blonde, too. :dabs:

Dear Karmic Cyst on my chest,

your vocation has been fulfilled. Balance has been restored to the universe, you can be on your merry fucking way now.

I know why you appeared initially. It was a poetic punishment, I accept that. That girl who I liked while living in Holland in my impetuous youth. I recall (patchily) that day we spent together, wandering about, wopped out to the willikers. Romance was young and tangible then. As we trembled together in a scabies infested sleeping bag, she confessed to me her fears of a lump upon her breast.

Genuinely concerned, I urged her doctorwards, just to be on the safey. Upon her return, boob in bandage after having had that cyst removed, what a cunt I was not to approach her with words of comfort. Instead, I got fucked up on chemicals with my mates while she huddled alone in a caravan, sporadically twitching the frayed curtains.

Soon after my return, you appeared. As if transfered from her to me. And you've been there ever since. I kept you for a while, out of guilt, refusing that routine, surgery a GP could perform in seconds. I think I've paid that debt now so I'll be expecting you to vacate my corporeal form forthwith, if you don't mind.

Yours humbly,

your deserving victim.

Dear pelvis,

I asked you yesterday to kindly reallign yourself and stop causing me excrutiating pain at unexpected moments.
Due to your inability to comply with this simple request you will now be janked into place tomorrow.
I hope you are happy.

Cripply yours,

Skwee- ouch that fucking hurts - ky

how will you reallign your pelivs?????

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Originally Posted by chalice

Dear Karmic Cyst on my chest,

your vocation has been fulfilled. Balance has been restored to the universe, you can be on your merry fucking way now.

I know why you appeared initially. It was a poetic punishment, I accept that. That girl who I liked while living in Holland in my impetuous youth. I recall (patchily) that day we spent together, wandering about, wopped out to the willikers. Romance was young and tangible then. As we trembled together in a scabies infested sleeping bag, she confessed to me her fears of a lump upon her breast.

Genuinely concerned, I urged her doctorwards, just to be on the safey. Upon her return, boob in bandage after having had that cyst removed, what a cunt I was not to approach her with words of comfort. Instead, I got fucked up on chemicals with my mates while she huddled alone in a caravan, sporadically twitching the frayed curtains.

Soon after my return, you appeared. As if transfered from her to me. And you've been there ever since. I kept you for a while, out of guilt, refusing that routine, surgery a GP could perform in seconds. I think I've paid that debt now so I'll be expecting you to vacate my corporeal form forthwith, if you don't mind.

Yours humbly,

your deserving victim.

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Have to concur with that sentiment.

My wife's greatest grace is her ability to forgive me my shortcomings.

She's quite something. :)

It's not a metaphorical cyst, Kev.

It's the real physical deal, imbued by Karma.

True story.

I wasn't sure whether he tewtally didn't get it or was off on a tangerine.

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Originally Posted by chalice

It's not a metaphorical cyst, Kev.

It's the real physical deal, imbued by Karma.

True story.

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Yes, and glad you're all well, but, I did say sentiment, not ailment.

True story. :)

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Truth is, I'm weak for my wife.

It's cool, though.

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Originally Posted by j2k4

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Originally Posted by chalice

It's not a metaphorical cyst, Kev.

It's the real physical deal, imbued by Karma.

True story.

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Yes, and glad you're all well, but, I did say sentiment, not ailment.

True story. :)

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Truth is, I'm weak for my wife.

It's cool, though.

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As it should be.

However, my missus didn't happen along until several years later.

Still, that moment of cuntiness has taken root in my conscience and my body.

I saw the girl several years later and the permafrost I received in conversation, confirmed my guilt.

:(

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Originally Posted by chalice

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Originally Posted by j2k4

Yes, and glad you're all well, but, I did say sentiment, not ailment.

True story. :)

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Truth is, I'm weak for my wife.

It's cool, though.

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As it should be.

However, my missus didn't happen along until several years later.

Still, that moment of cuntiness has taken root in my conscience and my body.

I saw the girl several years later and the permafrost I received in conversation, confirmed my guilt.

:(

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You have my empathy.

I, too, have suffered the discomfiture of HIA.

Been years, though. :dabs:

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Originally Posted by tralalala

Slow kid? I can run 100 meters in 9.68 seconds. Fact.

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:dabs:


-bd

:thumbsup::thumbsup::thumbsup: That all I can say and went for 18 pages wow

lol indeed just full of complaints:p

Dear cunting pelvis joint,

you have managed to overstretch yourself and thus making any normal walking movement impossible. Due to your inability to behave like a normal body part I am now forced to wear a very unfashonable support belt and walk with a crutch.
We will be looking at replacing you at the earliest.

Regards,

Skweeky

Crutch buddies then, eh? :01:

Fuck sake Skizo, are you one of the gays.

I did my left ankle yonks ago, I think I reported the details here. Severe trauma and grossly weakened, pain on a daily basis particularly if it's a wee bit cold or damp.

Crutches are just a crutch

If I didn't have crutches, I would be dragging myself around the house by my hands.

We aren't talking about a weakened ankle. It's done for a bit. Totally out of commission. I can't move the foot in the slightest bit. I can't even move my toes. My toes are numb ffs, but since they aren't turning blue they must be getting circulation and I'm not worried about them, yet. I can't stand on it. At all. No way, no how.

My foot remains in a natural position which places the toes lower than the heel when in a quasi-standing position. I can't put my foot down or my foot would bend several inches at the ankle. I've got a pretty good pain threshold, but I would be screaming bloody murder if that happened. I've tried standing with just the heel on the edge of the tub when entering/exiting the shower and can only put the slightest amount of weight on it to give me a bit of balance.

Not sure what your injury was but mine sounds worse from this end. :unsure:

Dear real estate compagny ReMax,

For the 7th time so far this year, NO i don't want to sell my fucking appartment

Don't tell me it's not the same seller that calls me every time, i don't care, you are all in the same compagny.... communicate!!

next time i'm gonna pull off all your signs in my neighborhood :dry:

Dear 100%,

Post all your half-wit freds in one - Say, the 20 dawler fred. kthxbai.


On another note, Skiz, how did you acquire this most severe injury again?

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Originally Posted by JPaul

Fuck sake Skizo, are you one of the gays.

I did my left ankle yonks ago, I think I reported the details here. Severe trauma and grossly weakened, pain on a daily basis particularly if it's a wee bit cold or damp.

Crutches are just a crutch

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Right.

I got shot in the ankle at age 13; they told me they'd pin it - the pin was 1/4 SAE stainless, with washers and a lock-nut to match.

Well, it hurt, sure, but golly gee, Skiz...:rolleyes:

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Originally Posted by Skizo

Not sure what your injury was but mine sounds worse from this end. :unsure:

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His foot got cut off.

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Originally Posted by tralalala

Dear 100%,

Post all your half-wit freds in one - Say, the 20 dawler fred. kthxbai.


On another note, Skiz, how did you acquire this most severe injury again?

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You only enjoy the obvious, eh?


-bd :(

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Originally Posted by j2k4

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Originally Posted by JPaul

Fuck sake Skizo, are you one of the gays.

I did my left ankle yonks ago, I think I reported the details here. Severe trauma and grossly weakened, pain on a daily basis particularly if it's a wee bit cold or damp.

Crutches are just a crutch

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Right.

I got shot in the ankle at age 13; they told me they'd pin it - the pin was 1/4 SAE stainless, with washers and a lock-nut to match.

Well, it hurt, sure, but golly gee, Skiz...:rolleyes:

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Who shot you in the leg at 13!? :blink:

That's like.. Harsh to the max.

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Originally Posted by chalice

There'll come a time when you get your own place and have all the freedom you can stomach.

Then you'll be sorry. Oh yes.

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The man speaks nothing but the truth.

Listen to him.

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Originally Posted by tralalala

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Originally Posted by j2k4

Right.

I got shot in the ankle at age 13; they told me they'd pin it - the pin was 1/4 SAE stainless, with washers and a lock-nut to match.

Well, it hurt, sure, but golly gee, Skiz...:rolleyes:

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Who shot you in the leg at 13!? :blink:

That's like.. Harsh to the max.

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Probably an outraged Democrat.
Kev was conservative before conservative was cool.

Little known fact:
Alex Keaton was based on j2.

My dearest bastards,

Thank you for chuckling and cooing as your baby screamed the entire train journey home tonight.

I hate you! - True story.

and to the Train Driver who got us in 15 minutes late....you are in my little black book too :angry:

Insensitive bar steward :snooty:

I would like to remind u of the time when u had screaming weanes and they wouldnae shut up.

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Originally Posted by Skweeky

Insensitive bar steward :snooty:

I would like to remind u of the time when u had screaming weanes and they wouldnae shut up.

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Hmmmph! mine were cute and loveable :ermm:

i like the use of the word 'were' in that sentence :lol:

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Originally Posted by Biggles

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Originally Posted by Skweeky

Insensitive bar steward :snooty:

I would like to remind u of the time when u had screaming weanes and they wouldnae shut up.

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Hmmmph! mine were cute and loveable :ermm:

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Aye right :lol:

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Originally Posted by Acid_death69

i like the use of the word 'were' in that sentence :lol:

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As the youngest has posted here in the past I can't get away with are :ermm: