Please Master Satan, please spare my useless melting down Bean Team from your eternal fiery hades far down below that they beg and beg for. All I wanted was to be Board's Best Author by any means and I found a bunch of spewing idiots to wreck this place and scare off the decent posters. I could caramelize my Bean Team myself because now they worship HIM more than ever. Professor Madbezos laughs loudly at his slaves. Every day!
I'm sure no one knows those two IDs (and his other 1000s) are the same Ripples Club nut stuffing loser. Subtle pal. Very subtle. PS: Verizon knows your address and much much more.
Isn't it easier to jUST type "DIRECT HIT"? Obama is about to leave office and you're still worried about eating GW backside? You always stank at being one of my Bean Team board trolls. You stank at everything you did in your "life". Now get in here and warm up my little tiny itty bitty beans! They're so tiny I can't even count them!
My poor broke Johnie Cakes Osborne z50com! The root problem here is that you are a psychotic who wrecked my Bean Team by trying to snitch, and the whole sick tale of you snitching out your daughter Jennifer Nicole and molesting your son and his Boy Scout pals, defrauding California's welfare department while you mooch off your old mommy in law, poured forth on this board. Now I'll never be Board's Best Author, my Bean Team lays in elderly ruins and is about to be shredded like bloated PWs. Madbezos played us all like fiddles and got richer than your dreams. HE showed them how to play you and even the little 'never was in Dallas guy is rich' now. Verizon is listening in your phone. As out Trump would say: not good. Not good.
Ok ok Madbezos! You win! You win! My little board troll illiterates claim they can't understand you while they're wasting endless jabber understanding you clear as a bell. All I ask, is as you publicly pants my Bean Team, at least leave them the dignity of having their Ripples soiled and stained drawers stuffed into their mouths. Notice how mighty white it is of them to still try to wear tidy whites. To my Bean Team, that's a race thing. OK?
That's not my name and professor Madbezos never had a son. Everyone knows I'm Patrick Mitchell, Flyktning. Everyone knows I put you and my Bean Team up to slobbering the board until Madbezos picked as Board's Best Author. Poor slobber, you sure jUST slobber the bone every day like he commanded you. Madbezos is laughing. HE is pleased. HE took HER from me and THEY are now happy and rich while you can't even pretend not to be miserable. Yep, that is not your failed rapper droopy drawer look. He has totally pants'd you.
My poor broke Johnie Cakes Osborne z50com! Madbezos has totally pants'd you too and your little California shoe horn couldn't begin to hold them up? I know out teeny tiny itty bitty teenie weenies have not seen a girl's parts in decades. One look at old Lisa and I know why, but every girl I go near quits going out with men totally. I call that the 'Flyaway'. It's just my insectual old beancounter style.
Congrats Master Satan. You caught an Instant Response Direct Hit Melt from the infamous Pokemon-Go here called Boardtrolleraus z50com. It's worth zero points and in pokey, but going nowhere. Except below. Eternally.
My poor little old Johnie Cakes Osborne z50com (A_C)! You're the only fool who's been here for 15 years, too dumb to see that you HAVE been at war with yourself. I regret siccing you on these people while trying to call it free speech. jUST my bitterness. Your millions of wasted words and 1000s of imitating IDs never lay a glove on Madbezos and doubt some long ago made up guy on ebay cares that you've proven ebay sellers are #$%$ and they'd better use fake info or get targeted here by your drug deranged, daughter snitching, child molesting 1000s of IDs. That guy probably wishes he'd never met the board troll of board trolls but I know alumni does not mind the community service of reminding you that your failed Ripples gay "life" is as flammable as all those Sol trucks in my rundown San Rafael parking lot. Not many old fools fail to see the predator has become the prey. Not many old fools would want such an utter life failure haunting them to their afterworld below. You ARE that fool. Now get in here and warm my itty bitty teenie tiny weenie and beans.
'Round and 'round and 'round my free speech poster children board troll terrorist's myths and Ripples Club man yogurt goes until they swallow swallow swallow it down and each echo echo their stale misery and shame over that. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. Until that moment 1000s of hateful IDs feed the fires of hades. E-t-e-r-n-a-l-l-y.
So true Elike. My Bean Team never had a picture of that man they made up, but I'm certain, thanks to my Johnie Cakes Osborne's snitching, that the man they were after has a vast number of pictures (and a lot more) of us. You can clearly see Madbezos and the Ripples Club really did a number on my old free speech poster children. Everyone can smell their ending draws near. Satan is smiling.
It's like leather "back there". A black torn and ripped cancer ridden leather with rotting moisture damage stains but it's leather all the same. For 15 years daily I got them to chase the myths I fed them. I convinced them 'free speech' was simply spewing their gay Ripples Club anger, bitterness and hate. I know Professor Madbezos will have no choice but to anoint me Board's Best Author. I'm just hoping my children don't exit like Omar Mateen.
It's a fact. But handsome intelligent alumni adults post prescient adult topics while generating wealth and have a constant stream of bright young students posting witty repartee. Why do my stupid poster children always bend over for alumni's daily boot stomps? My Bean Team is now as old, bloated, flammable and stinking as all those old rusty not-up-to-code Sol trucks in my parking lot. I have counted my beans. They are far from magic.
Poor old Soily Sullied constantly repeats herself and laps up the worst most stank board troll slops posted. It is all she's done since being ran off as a molester from the WWE board. She wrecked my Bean Team. Obviously, she has no friends or family. Everyone truly hates her. Most of all: she hates her failed miserable depraved self.
jUST like every day and night for 15 years. Why DID he want everyone to know that? How can he think publicly choking and puking on a long ago poster's made up name could ever mask his self admitted daughter snitching, his son and Boy Scout molesting, meth huffing, mommy in law and EBT card fraud and mooching? And his life failure? Johnie it never can. How could I have built my failed free speech campaign on such an easily destroyed loser? We all see my Johnie Cakes and all his many IDs has no friends or family. Poor old Lisa is working their ebay so hard, to no avail, dreaming that she'd married an alumni instead of an old illiterate board troll. My tired Johnie Cakes is swirling in his overflowing john, taking all of my Bean Team down with him, until his fat bloated black rancid cancerous waste is properly flushed. Is that a medical/bio hazard? You betcha!
We can all tell its the real you Professor Madbezos as you take great pleasure in whipping my old Free Speech Poster Children into a swirling sticky Ripples Club paste and certainly got an INSTANT reaction from the worst, and most guilty of my trolls. Someday you'll respect my real time Free Speech art installation that has lasted 15 years. Guilt and meth makes my Johnie Cakes Osborne obsess. Guilt and meth. Eternally.
My poor broke Johnie Cakes Osborne z50com. You have no facts. Never have. Only your endless misdirected hate and constant projections, which I used to attack Madbezos. The real Madbezos slapped your Ripples Club tail instantly awake today, and that long ago ebay seller was never the authentic Doctor Clarify or Bush To Go. The actual facts are: your Buckskin Park man play outed the fact that ebay never paid your bills, your mommy in law does. You molested your son and his Boy Scout pals (you bragged about it up here) and you snitched out your daughter Jennifer Nicole just like you snitched out every member of my team as you chatter meth up here daily as an old bloated chattering corpse with hades fire awaiting you below. Try growing up before then as your post mortem will be painful enough.
We can all tell that is the beloved Authentic Madbezos because my free speech poster children Bean Team get so loose in their flowing bowels and puke out of all orifices, while I'm STILL not made Board's Best Author. Can another 15 years of daily public puddling over made up names accomplish that my trolls? Because one look in your broken mirrors shows your meth won't give you another 15 years. Time is running down. Satan is getting closer... closer... closer... Daughter snitches, daughter burners, and general hating beancounters will not fair well. Not well at all. Sickness finds its depth.
Poor dumb Soily, the dumbest of my Bean Team. No man has that name here but it's all you ever chatter. Every time any man breaks a boot off in my Johnie Cake's soiled backside you chatter chatter chatter. I'm certain the intelligent appreciate you helping them publicly beat my Johnie Cakes.
It's sad that his Buckskin Park and Ripples Club men pleasuring and that extreme meth habit completely wrecks my chances at ever being the Board's Best Author. I'll be happy if all this stays away from my San Rafael bean counting door but I bet it won't. Oh what a tangled web we weaved when we let a meth head be a Free Speech Poster Child. I don't think my Johnie Cakes can snitch his way out of this one.