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My PM Box is Not Your Therapist.

Started by Doktor Howl, June 27, 2013, 06:31:14 PM

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Doktor Howl

I know it's been a running joke for 4 years, but I really have to ask:  "What on God's Earth are You People trying to accomplish by sending me page-long and utterly incomprehensible rants concerning my behavior, Nigel's uppitness, or the fact that God told you to nail your cat to the neighbor's door1?

I don't care.

For real.  I don't care if Nigel or Cain wounded your inner child.  I don't care if I made you so mad by making fun of your precious little beliefs.  I am utterly unconcerned with the rage you feel about how we make fun of the Free Market™, magickle stuff, or our casual disregard of your epiphany concerning drugs and how they "expand your mind", you insufferable little fraggles.

Best case scenario, I ignore you.  More likely, I'll mock your pain in one of my anon email threads.  Worst case, I hand you over to perverts and never look back.

I have to say, though, that the facebook discordian weenies are kind of funny.  "I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK, HAMISH, I SO DON'T CARE THAT I'M SENDING YOU A PM IN ALL CAPS!", etc.

It's worth mentioning that I don't actually care if you do continue sending me this brain-damaged shit.  It's just that I am expecting some high-quality frottage porn in the next few days, and I am always bitterly disappointed when "1 New Message" turns out to be some nutter telling me how his goldfish are spying on him on behalf of the Bilderburgers.

Look, go bug East Coast Hustle.  He likes this shit, as he is a student of humanity, and he always appreciates weirdness from random lunatics.  Also, make sure to tell him HOW MAD AT ME YOU ARE, and he'll fix my fucking little red wagon.

That's all I have to say about this, really.  You keep sending me your steaming heaps of butthurt, if you feel you must.  And I will keep laughing at your sorry ass.

Callously Yours,
Leo Buscaglia


1  Not hyperbole.  Got this one last week.
Molon Lube

Junkenstein

I have to admire your restraint in not naming and shaming people. I assume it's to deprive them of the attention that fuels their insanity? Because cat guy sounds like he needs clinical help.

Also, why PM you(or anyone) about the behaviour of others? Have some balls people, if you've got a beef, take it to the person in question or fuck off.
Nine naked Men just walking down the road will cause a heap of trouble for all concerned.

Doktor Howl

Please note that this doesn't apply to people I actually KNOW who may have a beef with me.

Just the weird bozos who track me down to whimper at me.
Molon Lube

Doktor Howl

Quote from: Junkenstein on June 27, 2013, 06:38:20 PM
I have to admire your restraint in not naming and shaming people. I assume it's to deprive them of the attention that fuels their insanity? Because cat guy sounds like he needs clinical help.

Also, why PM you(or anyone) about the behaviour of others? Have some balls people, if you've got a beef, take it to the person in question or fuck off.

1.  The people I'm talking about aren't regular members, here.  Almost exclusively, they joined in 2007-2009 and have never posted, or they joined last week because I made fun of them on Facebook.

2.  Somehow, the silly bastards think I'm in charge of everyone or something. 
Molon Lube

Cain

What if I wounded my own inner child?  What then, huh?  WHAT THEN?

Anna Mae Bollocks

Is it just me, or are they getting progressively more brain-liquefied?

God. Cat. FUCK.
Scantily-Clad Inspector of Gigantic and Unnecessary Cashews, Texas Division

Doktor Howl

Molon Lube

Junkenstein

Quote from: Cain on June 27, 2013, 06:41:12 PM
What if I wounded my own inner child?  What then, huh?  WHAT THEN?

As a UK resident, it'll take social service about 8-10 years to find out so I wouldn't worry too much.

Nine naked Men just walking down the road will cause a heap of trouble for all concerned.

Cain

Quote from: Doktor Howl on June 27, 2013, 06:42:18 PM
Quote from: Cain on June 27, 2013, 06:41:12 PM
What if I wounded my own inner child?  What then, huh?  WHAT THEN?

http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php/topic,34863.0.html

I choose to break shit, starting with your apparently infinite capacity for withstanding the nonsense people send you.

Doktor Howl

Quote from: stelz on June 27, 2013, 06:42:13 PM
Is it just me, or are they getting progressively more brain-liquefied?

God. Cat. FUCK.

Hell, no.  One tard in 2004 wrote me to scream at me that dog-fucking is a perfectly reasonable form of interspecies love.

Totally not kidding.  He referred to his wife as his spouse.  Unfortunately, I have since erased that particular one by accident, which in fact started my practice of keeping the lunatic shit archived.
Molon Lube

Doktor Howl

Quote from: Cain on June 27, 2013, 06:43:46 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on June 27, 2013, 06:42:18 PM
Quote from: Cain on June 27, 2013, 06:41:12 PM
What if I wounded my own inner child?  What then, huh?  WHAT THEN?

http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php/topic,34863.0.html

I choose to break shit, starting with your apparently infinite capacity for withstanding the nonsense people send you.

Could be worse.  I could be Stang.  That man's been getting dead animals in the mail since 1982.
Molon Lube

LMNO

Amazing.  They track you down, sign up here, then do nothing but send you crazed PMs.


Now that's dedication.

Junkenstein

Quote from: Doktor Howl on June 27, 2013, 06:40:23 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 27, 2013, 06:38:20 PM
I have to admire your restraint in not naming and shaming people. I assume it's to deprive them of the attention that fuels their insanity? Because cat guy sounds like he needs clinical help.

Also, why PM you(or anyone) about the behaviour of others? Have some balls people, if you've got a beef, take it to the person in question or fuck off.

1.  The people I'm talking about aren't regular members, here.  Almost exclusively, they joined in 2007-2009 and have never posted, or they joined last week because I made fun of them on Facebook.

2.  Somehow, the silly bastards think I'm in charge of everyone or something.

1.Hanging around since 07-09 and then getting pissed off is quite an impressive long troll in some regards. Shame, as I doubt you're dealing with that much.

2. You are. Drop the act. Your vast array of mind control devices are omnipresent. All acts everywhere at any point are directly attributable to you. God is alive, well and terrified of shit exploding in Tucson. Why is this so difficult to accept.

He's not the messiah, at least not until he has the BALLS to admit it.

Just kidding, everyone knows the real instructions come straight from Hirley0.
Nine naked Men just walking down the road will cause a heap of trouble for all concerned.

Doktor Howl

Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 27, 2013, 06:48:30 PM
Amazing.  They track you down, sign up here, then do nothing but send you crazed PMs.


Now that's dedication.

There's three different groups, I think.

There's the ones that come here specifically to TELL ME WHAT.  They usually come from Facebook, or have been told by Uncle BadTouch, etc, what a rotten bastard I am.

Then there's the ones that sign up and then lurk for a long time.  They're the ones that REALLY hate me.  I don't sit down and SHUT UP and that bothers them to no end.

The scariest/funniest ones are the ones who think I'm some sort of conduit to God or Charlie Daniels or whatever it is they worship, and they want to tell me all the things they've done to prove their love to whomever.  Like nailing their cat to their door.  Then, when I don't respond to them with praise for their devotion, they decide that I am The Deceiver, working for the other side.  Then the threats, etc, begin.

And this is NOTHING.  You should see the fruitcakes I get email from.  One bozo actually managed to send me an email at my work address today.  I handed him over to Henry for special attention.

Molon Lube

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

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