Maybe it can't make up its mind whether it's winter of near summer like conditions, but the family is all here and knows Christmas is two mornings away, rain or shine, sleet of snow. It's my favorite time of the year. Up there with putting in my garden, harvesting it, greeting my students and passing them each year. My alumni know words like "breathe" and "worse" are in the public vernacular and never ever let petty grammar queen issues eat up their time. Their lives have actually concerns that produce real time results. I see the Wolf gets his own movie. Way to go Doctor Clarify. Your system is alive and well and still being used, and I think Leo is a fine choice to play the part. Good luck out there. I hope that helps.
From the Board's Best Author every year, the great original Doctor Clarify (never confused with the illiterate now who hacked that ID after our author made too much money to post.) From Enjoy.
For it was decreed in those days that the people should be taxed, and travel to their home pages to render unto the NSA what was never the NSA's to begin with. Joseph of Arimathia, traveled with his pregnant wife Mary, to Bethlehem, but found no room in the inn, so were forced to bed down in a Yahoo manger. Thus she gave birth to a son, whom she named Madbezos, Son Of Man. The stable animals were strangely quiet and in awe of this godly creature, as were all the sheep of the fields, being watched over by their studious alumni shepherds. But not the three Not-Wise Not-Men, who traveled from afar, following the star of HIM, to decry his Baby Madbezos boyish rock star style as never having been properly boyish, or rock star style, and thus they spaketh endlessly with great gnashing of their tiny handful of yellowish bits of teeth, and mostly infected gums. "You are not the Christ Child Madbezos! You are not!" melteth the first Not-Wise Not-Man unto him, Sullied Sybil, the most frilly and Liberace like Not-Wise Not-Man, if you catch my drift and I think you do. And Baby Madbezos, being a new born baby, did not speaketh back.
"You are not literate and not the Board's Best Author and not HIM nor is HE HIM or they HIM as him is HIM who does not have HER and they are all HIM and they are all one poster" speweth the second Not-Wise Not-Man, John of Osbornia, the most confusingly uneducated of the the three Not-Wise Not-Men. Since Baby Madbezos was a new born baby and had not gone to school yet, he didst not answer back. Baby Madbezos would become a full tenure professor, and a carpenter on the side, yet he never ever bought any junky old refurbished tools from z50com. And he sincerely hoped that helped... (continues)
... [part 3] Eventually HE will come back, and a great judgement will be upon all posters, who shall be pulled out from under their rocks that they think hide them. Angel Ian will use his golden sword to separate the wheat from the chaff and gluton. Meanwhile, let those who can, be merry. And someday, the home states of the Not-Wise Not-Men will allow them to marry each other too. And so it came to pass that Baby Madbezos greweth up to doth sayeth "look at the birds of the field, do they worry over their sustanence, or doth HE look after them? Yeh, although they be as many as the melted endless catrillions of wasted words the Not-Wise Not-Men speweth through their gnashed gums, daily, yearly, posting for decades, yet your Father in heaven readeth nay a one of them. Be, as Bruce Lee added 'like water', but never like the endless wasted tsunami of public tears of the Not-Wise Not-Men, who were supposed to come bearing gifts, not baring their gums with harsh pansy anger at the baby we celebrate to this day. Of course, we never celebrate the birth days of the Not-Wise Not-Men, although their child support Baby Daddy Satan gets them a cake, and makes them think they can have it, and eat it too." Let all the Charlie's Angels in heaven sing. On Earth as it is in heaven! Merry Christmas to all, and to all (but a few) a good night.
[Part 2} "You are not me and I am the greatest according to myself in my one Not-Man, Not-Wise, Non-Kingdom!" bleeteth Sullied, the most soiled of the three Not-Wise Not-Men. So utterly soiled with filth that the other Not-Wise Not-Men, made his camel ride far far behind their entourage, though they didst not bathe either. The Not-Wise Not-Men frequently had Not-Hot sex amongst their sisteren but always preferred Soiled Sullied's Camel to Sullied's soiled camel toe. And Baby Madbezos, agreeing with said dementia, yet still only a day old Baby in a manger, replyith not, to none of the three Not-Wise Not-Men. Beautiful Mother Mary didst wipith Baby Madbezos' brow, but changeth his heavenly diaper not, for even as a baby, Madbezos controlled himself.
Evil Queen Herod Pat Mitchell Flyktning, who did thus originally demand the unneeded tax, as an arrogant bean counter, demanded that all babies, all baby IDs, and anyone who could possibly be Baby Madbezos, or Madbezos' friends or alumni, all be rounded up and killed, which got many of Queen Flyktning's soldiers killed as well, which caused much public gnashing of bleeding gums from his team. "Mary Mother and my own dang name" cried out Father Joseph "Grow up already Baby Madbezos so these Not-Wise Not-Men can nail you to the cross already! I promise you they will learn nothing eternally." and soeth it doth came to pass. Everyone leaned to never to keep babies out on a cold manger, and that the three Not-Wise Not-Men would never be satisfied, while they never earned any gold, frankin' common sense, and Myrrh, and so Christmas
was born, where you now have to yearly buy fools junkith from the mall, while some fools pine here daily racing to their pine boxes.... [continues]
Hopefully it won't be a Sadderday. Nice word coinage Sully, that will be in the public vernacular. I see thanks to my effort, free speech is alive and well, even though misused by a handful of old mental cases sputtering about their long failed board war and old posters they hate, though they've had their enemies names wrong all along. I guess Flyktning's 'team of imperfects' will do anything to run off intelligent posters and intelligent discourse. No worries. Every semester I am gifted with more intelligent young minds. I enjoy watching them achieve great things as alumni. Every year there are more. Every year gets better and better. The secret to life happiness is simply being happy, so bury your board war dead, they have long ago turned. Don't melt on my behalf. I never read your screeds. I remain alive and well. And thriving. I hope that helps.
Hello and Happy New Year to those who can fathom happiness. This will be the 13th year I have tenured my alumni here. The pride of any professor is that his students grow into productive successful lives. I have so many friends online and realize I am very popular, and that I speak with authority. So I never abuse my power. I also never regret appointing the real Doctor Clarify as The Board's Best Author. Year after year. His publicly acclaimed works here, and in his very successful real name only confirm my wise decision.
Meanwhile, Sullied East Coast Sybil, then John Osborne and Flyktning, wasted those same 12 years daily impersonating me, or trying to berate or insult me, while jabbering hate in over a million posts with their 10s of thousands of IDs. Usually about grammar, a subject they are less conversant in than bathing and social graces. They will never realize the gulf between the educated and their illiteracy. Why do what they daily do what they claim to loathe? Posting endless hate to show endless hate is wrong? Point made in 2003, no?
Who among them will post the first public melt of this new year? Who will waste yet another year bashing their tiny ego against my impregnable fully tenured wisdom? Who can pretend they can dent my Marcello Mastroianni cool with their mindless illiterate rants? Why are they easily played like marionettes, while their lives fall apart around them? Why do they subject ebay investors to their poverty ridden lunatic screeds? Why can they find no other "purpose" for their already failing lives? Why do they endlessly fight an unbeatable foe? Everyone knows I am the authentic Madbezos and post only in this ID. Now, I will return to my hearth and enjoy this week, surrounded by my wonderful extended family. I hope that helps.
Good morning! I hope you got to pause with your extended family and have a nice early celebration, thus avoiding the Christmas shopping crush. Remember the true meaning of Christmas. Give capitalism a rest. It is old and tired. I had to explain to my family this year that there still remains a handful of children wasting 12 years with 10s of thousands of IDs, and 100s of thousands of posts, railing in a futile manner at me and all things about me, while they try touchingly imposter, yet only publicly reveal chunks of their eternal misery, and the fact they destroyed their children for it, but I could not tell them why. Our incredible laughter will have to just be gift enough for now, I guess along with a typo sumwhere. I hope that helps!
It's nice to see that even though I am too busy to post, that I still completely own this board. My students and family and friends never believe board trolls and are the better for it. Alumni are happy, healthy and sane but Flyktning's bean team is showing sever strain. Anyways. I hope that helps. Truth always does.
The new semester is kicking in with force and so is someone's mental illness here. I find it amusing that a liar would claim I bought plenty, yet they gouge social services to feed his melt. I bought nothing. Someone is working overtime to implode as alumni have many actions coming, with winning results. I always found it amusing 10s of thousands of IDs posted a million posts trying to get at me yet have accomplished nothing but publicly observed hate, threats, vitriol, yelping and other assorted sounds of defeat, while wrecking their families, but the main course is still being served. Piping hot. Meanwhile, I will observe alumni silence as the oven bakes. I hope that helps.
Good morning! Hope most of you are staying warm. The Earth is regulating the humans and has decided it needs far fewer of us. Staying warm will never be a worry for 'team' as you can see the 14 years of their hate, lies and impersonating me while harassing people is coming to its fitting end. Below they will go. Amazing the amount of IDs and time they waste accomplishing nothing. If any one of them was honest, at all, would they have snitched out and destroyed their own children? Or in East Coast Sybil's world, his carefully saved little jars of waste. The Board's Best Author, my friend, long long ago tagged and bagged them. Ian follows their every real life move. Final signal awaits. Their fate is sealed. Soon the deep silence of 'team' will speak louder than their foolishly used words every did. I hope my friends are ready to end the long school break. It has been a gloriously long vacation for we who deserve that. My esteemed alumni never ever tire. Ever. They will outlast these haters. I hope that helps.
They call it Melting Monday, but Tuesday will be just as bad? Yes, it's an easy bet. Pumpers lose their minds when ebay crashes, and when it rises. They worry millions are figuring out ebay is a just a pump and dump stock. We all see that those with no life or families melt a chat board 247 365 for 14 years under 10,000 IDs with a million posts, yet accomplish nothing. Ever. Not one tiny shred of accomplishment, unless you count wrecking their own families. My esteemed colleagues and I stay busy guiding young minds through college, where they will never ever have to be board melter trolls, nor worried grammar queens, or ever base the utter failure or their ever shortening 'lives' on something as silly as publicly squabbling about some typo, nor have to melt late and then get up to melt early again, or let their day be ruined by something as utterly banal as a well crafted seemingly run on sentence, since the melters shelf life expired long long ago, and they will only be battered forever by alumni who laugh at them. I hope that helps.
I have greatly enjoyed the longevity of this thread and the money you helped put in my, an my colleague's pockets. Good luck in all your endeavors. You have succeeded as almost all my alumni has and it makes me very proud. Others here, well, I can't feel shame for them, as they chose their natures. I hope that helps.
Yes. The facts just will not ever be deniable. Or pasted over by lies and projection. I hope that helps. Carry on.
At the risk of causing you to flap that lying can of worms you call your mouth, I never bought any tools from you, nor would I ever. Tenured professors have no need of your junky items and my money goes only to the ones who protect and nurture their family, not those who snitch their children out and abandon them, so you could melt a chat boards. Only your lonely self, and those of your other IDs, are entertained by your lies. It's amazing how hard you work to keep your harsh reality of utter failure at bay John Osborne. I think once your snitch nature was revealed, you should have kept silent to guard your new hideout. It's not hidden now. Will you yelp all day as usual? I hope that helps. Not.
They say when your ears are warm people are thinking of you. Of course, we know here, loser's in their 10s of thousands of IDs think only of me, and the worthy man I anointed the Board's Best Author year after year after year! What sad existences the obsessing ones have. Why do they wreck their board? Their families? Their futures? Three important ebay facts: 1. Links can't be posted here after Flyktning and John Osborne's snitch pogrom. 2. Nothing they say can ever hurt made up names and alumni, and 3. Alumni guarantees to hound team to their lonely graves. Only getting real quiet could spare team their well deserved daily agony. Why would team bail public slops on a daughter snitch?. Just saying. I hope that helps.
I only wish my imposters were half as intelligent as me, but I set the bar too high for kiddies. I see alumni have the illiterates well in hand. I'd care more if the school year wasn't back in session I prefer to train those who are capable of learning. As a full tenured professor, I never have to ask my colleagues about psychotics and their circular public frittering. I hope that helps, but I see nothing does. Does 'team' ever even read their own spews? First rule of holes applies directly to them. I hope that helps.
Good morning from chilly Philly. School is extra busy this semester but I'm meeting a lot more students. It is nice to have such a profound positive affect on their lives. I rest assured that I will never be forgotten here, as I'm the second most magnetic personality here, besides HIM. 10s of thousands of IDs bash themselves on my rock wall example, and have since 2001. But they fixate on HIM even more, even though HE left in 2005. HE will always remain Board's Best Writer, no matter how many silly illiterates dress up in fake IDs to spew every day. Somehow, we're supposed to think daily mental public spew by Fly's Bean Team will fix their daily public spew, yet year after year after year they only get worse. Odd. They will leave no family or legacy. No one will ever care about them. That's not so much sad as fitting. Karma stacks up eternally and lingers like an old broke board troll, only to vanish when the weather changes. A poof will poof, in a puff of smoke. We will all see the improvement here. I hope that helps.
You yourself decided there were no limits to free speech. Goose for ganders. A really dangerous endgame but I hope it helps.
That is a proper analysis. Ebay has always been a pump and dump stock. Insiders get rich but ebay's long investors get fleeced. Repeatedly. Those many red chart falls at Christmas peak selling season is more than a clue here. I hope that helps.
Really? Does "irony" sweeten your morning tea? Check close, that's probably not tea. I hope that helps.