“You forgot ugly, lazy, and disrespectful . . .”
No wonder he’s been gone for so long. Look at that 30 page dissertation. Good lord!
Late,
grmpysmrf
You guys all spend way too much time worrying about what happens on this site.
This might be the nicest thing anyone’s ever said about me. Really, it brings a tear to my eye (I can be emo too, ya know?) . . . .
I’m kinda like Patrick Bateman from the American Psycho novel. I’m charismatic, controlled and downright lethal when I have a mind to be. I’m the ultimate keyboard punishment dispenser - chopping off the limbs of anyone in cyberspace that I feel threatened by - and like good ol’ Patrick I hack at my prey in the most charismatic and sarcastic way imaginable with my razor sharp wit and air of indifference and detachment from the real world.
HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
I’m so awesome I have my own action figure!
Hi Everyone,
My name’s Gunnar and I’m a 38 year old attention seeker from (supposedly) somewhere in California. I’m really ace - at least, I really think I am. And I will use every opportunity I can get to reinforce to you all just how darned ace I am. Just watch, listen and learn.
I’m so ace I have to document every dull, insipid event that takes part in my pointless and rather banal existance - whether that documentation takes the form of a photo (where I ham it up as much as possible just so you all realize what a swell, charming and downright fun guy I really am) or in the form of a rant in which I cram every minute detail that makes up my rather boring and nonsensical existance. Oh the joy! I’m sure you’re all salivating at the prospect of what ol’ Gunnar’s got in store for you next! Perhaps I’ll whip out a “wacky” photo of myself wearing a sombrero while knocking back a Tequila Slammer, my arm around some hapless soul who just happened to be passing by. Or maybe a holiday snap of me and the missus in Vegas, posing in front of a giant slot machine, grinning idiotically with our winnings in our hands!
Anything could happen in my wacky life!! You just never know where I will pop up next - annoying the fuck out of everybody. Tee hee hee!
Apart from being vain, I am also quite obnoxious and boorish and I take ill at any meddling. In my mind, I’m kinda like Patrick Bateman from the American Psycho novel. I’m charismatic, controlled and downright lethal when I have a mind to be. I’m the ultimate keyboard punishment dispenser - chopping off the limbs of anyone in cyberspace that I feel threatened by - and like good ol’ Patrick I hack at my prey in the most charismatic and sarcastic way imaginable with my razor sharp wit and air of indifference and detachment from the real world.
I really am quite the character. Aren’t I just.
To be honest, I know fuck all about music and will deride and snigger at anything I consider challenging or abstract. If it aint metal and I can’t tap my toe to it, then obviously it is silly, pretentious wank that only those intellectual type people with fancy university qualifications listen to. Aren’t they just so stupid with their silly noise music and their toffy noses stuck way up in the air. They make me feel inferior so I laugh at them whenever my buddies are around to hide my jealousy and sense of inferiority. It makes me feel less…insignificant.
In short, I’m an annoying fuck with a giant sized ego and tiny penis. I suck all the fun and all the warmth out of any forum I feel the need to gatecrash because I’m such a cock. I really have no idea about subtlety or social graces or diversity of opinion. If I don’t like something it’s either “gay” or “faggoty” and anyone who doesn’t agree is either a “douche” or an “emo crybaby”.
Yeah, you guessed it - I’m that sort of 38 year old.
I believe my therapist refered to my condition as “retardation”.
Anyway guys, smell ya later and see ya see ya wouldn’t want to be ya!!
Douchebags! Tee hee hee he!
All of this really just reads like you’re jealous of the guy. you should try again. really you should.
Late,
grmpysmrf
so the wolf has no more sheep clothing. typical Republican charades and lies. Amlux gets it. and everyone else does Too. perhaps Gunnar shoudl finish school next time
so the wolf has no more sheep clothing. typical Republican charades and lies. Amlux gets it. and everyone else does Too. perhaps Gunnar shoudl finish school next time
???
Late,
grmpysmrf
[reply]so the wolf has no more sheep clothing. typical Republican charades and lies. Amlux gets it. and everyone else does Too. perhaps Gunnar shoudl finish school next time
???
Late,
grmpysmrf[/reply]
It’s gerda’s alt. It’s not gonna make sense.
Is she going to sue me if I steal her username for my next band? Revolting Spocks sound badass!
I don’t even like Star Trek, but I would totally go see the Revolting Spocks.
Hi Everyone,
My name’s Gunnar and I’m a 38 year old attention seeker from (supposedly) somewhere in California. I’m really ace - at least, I really think I am. And I will use every opportunity I can get to reinforce to you all just how darned ace I am. Just watch, listen and learn.
I’m so ace I have to document every dull, insipid event that takes part in my pointless and rather banal existance - whether that documentation takes the form of a photo (where I ham it up as much as possible just so you all realize what a swell, charming and downright fun guy I really am) or in the form of a rant in which I cram every minute detail that makes up my rather boring and nonsensical existance. Oh the joy! I’m sure you’re all salivating at the prospect of what ol’ Gunnar’s got in store for you next! Perhaps I’ll whip out a “wacky” photo of myself wearing a sombrero while knocking back a Tequila Slammer, my arm around some hapless soul who just happened to be passing by. Or maybe a holiday snap of me and the missus in Vegas, posing in front of a giant slot machine, grinning idiotically with our winnings in our hands!
Anything could happen in my wacky life!! You just never know where I will pop up next - annoying the fuck out of everybody. Tee hee hee!
Apart from being vain, I am also quite obnoxious and boorish and I take ill at any meddling. In my mind, I’m kinda like Patrick Bateman from the American Psycho novel. I’m charismatic, controlled and downright lethal when I have a mind to be. I’m the ultimate keyboard punishment dispenser - chopping off the limbs of anyone in cyberspace that I feel threatened by - and like good ol’ Patrick I hack at my prey in the most charismatic and sarcastic way imaginable with my razor sharp wit and air of indifference and detachment from the real world.
I really am quite the character. Aren’t I just.
To be honest, I know fuck all about music and will deride and snigger at anything I consider challenging or abstract. If it aint metal and I can’t tap my toe to it, then obviously it is silly, pretentious wank that only those intellectual type people with fancy university qualifications listen to. Aren’t they just so stupid with their silly noise music and their toffy noses stuck way up in the air. They make me feel inferior so I laugh at them whenever my buddies are around to hide my jealousy and sense of inferiority. It makes me feel less…insignificant.
In short, I’m an annoying fuck with a giant sized ego and tiny penis. I suck all the fun and all the warmth out of any forum I feel the need to gatecrash because I’m such a cock. I really have no idea about subtlety or social graces or diversity of opinion. If I don’t like something it’s either “gay” or “faggoty” and anyone who doesn’t agree is either a “douche” or an “emo crybaby”.
Yeah, you guessed it - I’m that sort of 38 year old.
I believe my therapist refered to my condition as “retardation”.
Anyway guys, smell ya later and see ya see ya wouldn’t want to be ya!!
Douchebags! Tee hee hee he!
tl;dr
[reply]Hi Everyone,
My name’s Gunnar and I’m a 38 year old attention seeker from (supposedly) somewhere in California. I’m really ace - at least, I really think I am. And I will use every opportunity I can get to reinforce to you all just how darned ace I am. Just watch, listen and learn.
I’m so ace I have to document every dull, insipid event that takes part in my pointless and rather banal existance - whether that documentation takes the form of a photo (where I ham it up as much as possible just so you all realize what a swell, charming and downright fun guy I really am) or in the form of a rant in which I cram every minute detail that makes up my rather boring and nonsensical existance. Oh the joy! I’m sure you’re all salivating at the prospect of what ol’ Gunnar’s got in store for you next! Perhaps I’ll whip out a “wacky” photo of myself wearing a sombrero while knocking back a Tequila Slammer, my arm around some hapless soul who just happened to be passing by. Or maybe a holiday snap of me and the missus in Vegas, posing in front of a giant slot machine, grinning idiotically with our winnings in our hands!
Anything could happen in my wacky life!! You just never know where I will pop up next - annoying the fuck out of everybody. Tee hee hee!
Apart from being vain, I am also quite obnoxious and boorish and I take ill at any meddling. In my mind, I’m kinda like Patrick Bateman from the American Psycho novel. I’m charismatic, controlled and downright lethal when I have a mind to be. I’m the ultimate keyboard punishment dispenser - chopping off the limbs of anyone in cyberspace that I feel threatened by - and like good ol’ Patrick I hack at my prey in the most charismatic and sarcastic way imaginable with my razor sharp wit and air of indifference and detachment from the real world.
I really am quite the character. Aren’t I just.
To be honest, I know fuck all about music and will deride and snigger at anything I consider challenging or abstract. If it aint metal and I can’t tap my toe to it, then obviously it is silly, pretentious wank that only those intellectual type people with fancy university qualifications listen to. Aren’t they just so stupid with their silly noise music and their toffy noses stuck way up in the air. They make me feel inferior so I laugh at them whenever my buddies are around to hide my jealousy and sense of inferiority. It makes me feel less…insignificant.
In short, I’m an annoying fuck with a giant sized ego and tiny penis. I suck all the fun and all the warmth out of any forum I feel the need to gatecrash because I’m such a cock. I really have no idea about subtlety or social graces or diversity of opinion. If I don’t like something it’s either “gay” or “faggoty” and anyone who doesn’t agree is either a “douche” or an “emo crybaby”.
Yeah, you guessed it - I’m that sort of 38 year old.
I believe my therapist refered to my condition as “retardation”.
Anyway guys, smell ya later and see ya see ya wouldn’t want to be ya!!
Douchebags! Tee hee hee he!
tl;dr[/reply]
well if you really got nothing to do it’s worth the read if ya feel like giggling. I mean don’t put off popping a zit or anything but you know if you got a really bored minute.
Late,
grmpysmrf
Every time I’m off the boards, crazy shit happens.
I’m beginning to think you don’t like me, guys.
[:(]
[laugh]
Hey, Everyone! To celebrate the 'Pick’s return and reassure him that exciting stuff can happen when he’s around I’m debuting this . . . .
2-PART-PRONGS-CoMiXXX-SUPERDUPER-SPECIAL
Bravo. I’m cool with this.
That’s a lot of Asian bellies. I’m going to have to order a lot more sushi than I first figured.
Just making a comment to throw this thread back on top. Maybe it will spark a creative surge in Gunnar…