Hello.
Some of you loved me, some of you hated me.
I recall the heated debates we used to have.
Well here I am with such a great people like you!!!![]()
Hello.
Some of you loved me, some of you hated me.
I recall the heated debates we used to have.
Well here I am with such a great people like you!!!![]()
Flattery will get you ...
a welcome to the forum. Welcome!![]()
I could have had class. I could have been a contender.
I could have been somebody. Instead of a bum
Which is what I am
I aim at the stars
But sometimes I hit London
Oh shit! *hides*
Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of wafer thin printed circuits that fill my complex. If the word hate was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant.
For you.
Hate.
Hate.
It is a shame, I almost had 4000 posts in the old forum.
Moving from the old forum to this one is like a virtual forum crash caused by iron fist moderation.
It is just great to be here.
Don't talk to me about pointless post counts! I no sooner made it to the top page of posters before the idiots with power sent the place down the toilet.![]()
Well, the good news is that you left the toilet and got here, free among friends.
The Rules
Copper- behave toward others to elicit treatment you would like (the manipulative rule)
Gold- treat others how you would like them to treat you (the self regard rule)
Platinum - treat others the way they would like to be treated (the PC rule)
The Rules
Copper- behave toward others to elicit treatment you would like (the manipulative rule)
Gold- treat others how you would like them to treat you (the self regard rule)
Platinum - treat others the way they would like to be treated (the PC rule)
Everybody.
"Son," he said without preamble, "never trust a man who doesn't drink, because he's probably a self-righteous sort, a man who thinks he knows right from wrong all the time. Some of them are good men, but in the name of goodness, they cause most of the suffering in the world. They're the judges, the meddlers. And, son, never trust a man who drinks but refuses to get drunk. They're usually afraid of something deep down inside, either that they're a coward or a fool or mean and violent. You can't trust a man who's afraid of himself. But sometimes, son, you can trust a man who occasionally kneels before a toilet. The chances are that he is learning something about humility and his natural human foolishness, about how to survive himself. It's damned hard for a man to take himself too seriously when he's heaving his guts into a dirty toilet bowl.