@manker
There's just no appropriate reply to that which doesn't make it sound like I'm patronising you. Sorry I did try.
Hows the IP trace going?
@manker
There's just no appropriate reply to that which doesn't make it sound like I'm patronising you. Sorry I did try.
Hows the IP trace going?
Last edited by NotLettingItGo; 03-03-2012 at 01:37 AM.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. The only flaw in your latest delusion is that as manker has pointed out, you don't seem to have given any shit to that person, and everyone here knows I came here for you because you'd given me a load of shit. That was of course before I came to understand the full extent of your problems, and you'd earnt my pity.
Last edited by NotLettingItGo; 03-03-2012 at 01:42 AM.
That's exactly it, Dave. If I'd said something hideous and unforgivable to you, (like you said to MBM) previously, I would've understood. I'd've chalked you up as someone who takes shit personally and they're back, after having watched Rocky III, to have another shot. That would've been reasonable. Maybe if I'd harshed Squeams or something, that would have been fair enough.
I never harshed you, though. Why did you feel the need to use me as a pretext for your lies, Dave?
Like it or not chavis, the posts from way back then show that I wasn't wandering around here taking digs at her, I was wandering around here taking digs at you.
Anyway, that's all ancient history now. A lot has happened since then.
Why are we stuck here chavis? What is it about me which you can't let go of? I mean I know I'm irresistable, and Squeamous knows it, but you've never actually met me.
The only reason you come here now is to make more of these same old posts at me, despite the fact that the entire board is bored stupid of the subject, and just about everyone else has moved on. You need to try and move on mate, seriously. This obsession of yours isn't healthy. Let it go mate.
Which is why I repeatedly stated that it was me who told her to "Now fuck off" and me who repeatedly stated that I wouldn't let any woman in my life ever again... Hmmm, I think I might have found a flaw in your thoughts about this manker.
I know lets ask Squeamous.
@Squeamous
Could you please just clarify a few points for us all.
1. Was it me who told you via PM on facebook to "Now fuck off"
2. Was there any doubt about whether I could accept having you as a friend, in the emails I sent you after that?
3. Have I sent you any PMs on this site excepting the one I later posted on the board which was asking you to stay completely away from me?
4. Did I post on every thread you created here, after my arrival?
5. Have I repeatedly made it clear that I would appreciate it if you just stayed completely away from me and the subject of me.
Don't worry Squeamous, I'm not expecting you to piss away any of your time answering. chavis and manker are just having their fun and dragging you into it again.
Easy Skillet Chicken Dijon
A MAD recipe
Number of Servings: 4
Ingredients
- 4 Boneless skinless chicken breast fillets (about 4-5 ounces each - raw)
1.5 Tbsp Olive Oil
2 Cloves Garlic - minced
3 Tbsp White Wine
3 Tbsp Dijon Mustard
3 Tbsp Soy Sauce
Directions
Heat oil in a skillet; then add the minced garlic and cook, stirring often for about 3 minutes. Add the chicken breasts and saute until browned.
In a separate bowl, mix wine, soy sauce and mustard. Pour over the chicken. cover and cook until done. Spoon the sauce over the chicken when serving, or pour extra sauce into small dipping dishes to serve.
Number of Servings: 4
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I'll tell you what happened, Dave. You got all puppy-dog excited, and coronation street clandestine with your torrid little affair circa 2007. Your mistress made the mistake of letting you know she posts here. Perhaps it was a liason point. Makes sense to me. You couldn't help showing off in front of her, fell short and asked to be disabled rather than make a further wank-doodle of yourself. You continued this behaviour across the internets to impressive lunacy, somehow all the time thinking that you actually possess a point.
You reappeared as the ubiquitous spastic you are now and kept quiet for the most part. Until you got the spanish archer and your little brain finally collided with oblivion. That's when you died.
You can call me god or the devil, Dave. But I'm all you've got now.
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