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Linda, I see that you are starting to get along with some of the members of this board. I'm happy for that. Truly, I think you'll find that if you can take these types of situations with a grain of salt that they will soon be non existant. I'm confident that you and your daughter will make this come to fruition.
That being said, since this is quite possibly the last time we'll ever hear from either one of you I'd like you to do me a favor. Let your daughter know that Mr. Flopnuts would absolutely love to fist her butthole. If she's interested in that type of thing, have her shoot me a PM.
Originally Posted by Mr. Flopnuts:
How does it feel to know that you've gone completely Frankie? You are absolutely HILARIOUS to read on the hub. Like a scorned little girl running around talking about how evil the captains of the football team are, never admitting that you asked to be ran like a train. You just can't help yourself. I get it. You've been nailed to the fucking wall over and over again in regards to what your real life is like. A fat pig for a wife that makes you cook and clean when you get home from typing all day, a boss that clearly doesn't respect your role as senior secretary in your firm. It's ridiculous too, you've worked hard to get to head secretary.
Who's able to accomplish that in this day and age without sucking a little cock? Here's the thing, it takes years to become a master bridge builder. A degree to become a media mogul. But Fraz, you suck one little dick, and you're a cocksucker for life! It's okay. I get it. You simply don't have the fortitude to walk away from a keyboard when someone is telling you what a low life piece of shit you are. You have to do it every single day at work, and swallow all of those emotions that over flow because you're going through the change. Age takes it's toll on everyone sweetheart, it was inevitable.
No worries. You've got a great new place to post now, and you can act like you've always been above all the bullshit. You'll even convince a few folks that every fucking lie you've spewn over time is the truth. Folks can hear something and know it's bullshit. But if they hear the same bullshit every day, and no one disputes it (because in this case, it's been done until we were blue in the face) they'll start to believe it. Enjoy that place. You're a mod now, champ! You even get to pick who's a member of the secret, super cool club! Hell, we even let you poach membership from here. Have at it! Maybe you'll convince another person or two that you're not completely full of shit. And you are. Make no mistake about it. You're so fucking delusional though, that you've come to believe your own bullshit. That is some masterful manipulating right there. Shame you couldn't use those skills to find a good looking girl and a real job, Nancy.
Meanwhile, you're fucking done. You've gone full Frankie and bring no fucking value to this place at all. You just sit back idly, stew over everything you read, promise you're leaving and never coming back, but finally it takes it's toll. Go take your blood pressure medicine you sack of shit. Sorry the poll results here hurt your little feelers so bad. I'd sit back and patiently wait for a response, but a deal is a deal. I told you how it was going to be, after giving you plenty of opportunity to just walk away and ignore each other's existence. You're done.
Originally Posted by Mr. Flopnuts:
You know, I just don't get it. I was raised that if you fucked something up you better take accountability for it and make sure you don't write a check with your mouth that your ass can't cash.
I'm at work, and everything is going great until I stumble upon this fuckstain that is completely fucking off on a project that I'm going to have to fix later on. He was a scrawny little fuck so I thought reasoning with him would solve the problem quickly.
No. This little shit obviously doesn't care about working here, and it's just a paycheck too him until he can get the fuck out and start stunt doubling in porn on small cock films. Ridiculous. He starts talking shit about different ways to skin a cat and I told the little shit that I was going to skin him if he didn't take his work more seriously.
He continues running his mouth to the point that I told him I'd see him out in the parking lot after work. Needless to say, he shut the fuck up at that point and I figured I'd be better off just fixing his fuck up later and not letting the situation escalate too far. Before my shift ends, the fucking police show up threatening to take me to jail for "assaulting" this kid. Jesus. He started the whole thing by being a fucking asshole when I tried to explain how he could better do his job!
Turns out this little pussy went to H/R saying I threatened him! He was pretty nasty in some of the shit that he said to me, and I just responded in kind. He then goes and turns the tables on me portraying me to be some kind of asshole that just wanted to pick on someone half my size. As if it's my fault that God made him an oversized midget, and his father never taught him how to communicate with people in ways that wouldn't get his shit pushed in.
Luckily for me I've been here for years and the folks in H/R know my character. They told him it wasn't a big deal, and there wouldn't be any more problems. Case should be closed. I'd be happy to square it away with him myself, it's not like I was going to cave his skull in or anything. It was just the heat of the moment. I was looking forward to speaking with him last night to try and bury the hatchet but it turns out the little pussy just up and quit when H/R told him they weren't going to fire me! Wow. What are you going to do...
