East of Eden

The God of Abraham is a spiteful war god who ordered Moses to take vengeance against the Midianites by killing all the men, then burn their towns while taking the women, children, and livestock captive. Cain knew Jehovah was a thief, rapist, and murderer who needed to be stopped. Killing Abel was a good start.

Iran is in position to wipe these terrorists off the map. It's the only chance they have to survive. Iran is being forced to free the world of evil right before our eyes. I stand for good, I salute Iran. They cannot fail us.
 
@Lionfish actually paid for my Contributor’s Corner access, which was adorable, because the only thing waiting behind that paywall was Dammo letting a pack of bored retirees take turns harassing whoever wandered in.

The place is a ghost town now. All that exclusive access bought me was front‑row seats to a forum nursing home food fight.

Save your money. The perks aren’t perks, they’re just Dammo handing you a folding chair and telling you to enjoy the ambiance while the room collapses.
 
@Lionfish actually paid for my Contributor’s Corner access, which was adorable, because the only thing waiting behind that paywall was Dammo letting a pack of bored retirees take turns harassing whoever wandered in.

The place is a ghost town now. All that exclusive access bought me was front‑row seats to a forum nursing home food fight.

Save your money. The perks aren’t perks, they’re just Dammo handing you a folding chair and telling you to enjoy the ambiance while the room collapses.
Why can't you admit you like us old guys? What did we do to make you mad? I'm a good listener.
 
Why can't you admit you like us old guys? What did we do to make you mad? I'm a good listener.
Like you? I don’t have a thing for old, angry, doxxing‑adjacent MAGA grandpas who spend their afternoons shaking their fists at the cloud server.

Contributor’s Corner was basically a retirement home with a login screen, you all arguing over who gets the last pudding cup while Dammo pretended it was exclusive access.

If that’s your idea of charm, I’ll pass. I’m not mad at you. I just don’t collect cranky boomers like Pokémon.
 
Like you? I don’t have a thing for old, angry, doxxing‑adjacent MAGA grandpas who spend their afternoons shaking their fists at the cloud server.

Contributor’s Corner was basically a retirement home with a login screen, you all arguing over who gets the last pudding cup while Dammo pretended it was exclusive access.

If that’s your idea of charm, I’ll pass. I’m not mad at you. I just don’t collect cranky boomers like Pokémon.
Young women still look at me. Some even want me and let me know it. I'm flattered but it's a little too weird for me. I can't figure out why they get mad when I tell them thank you but no thank you. Explain this to me.
 
Young women still look at me. Some even want me and let me know it. I'm flattered but it's a little too weird for me. I can't figure out why they get mad when I tell them thank you but no thank you. Explain this to me.
Goat, the only reason young women look at you is to figure out whether you’re lost, need directions, or wandered away from your tour group.

You’re out here acting like you’re turning down proposals when all you did was mistake basic human politeness for a mating ritual.

They’re not mad you said no, they’re baffled you thought you were in the conversation.
 
Goat, the only reason young women look at you is to figure out whether you’re lost, need directions, or wandered away from your tour group.

You’re out here acting like you’re turning down proposals when all you did was mistake basic human politeness for a mating ritual.

They’re not mad you said no, they’re baffled you thought you were in the conversation.
I'm not senile yet. Do you know how hard it is for a guy to turn down a young beautiful woman?
 
I'm not senile yet. Do you know how hard it is for a guy to turn down a young beautiful woman?
Yeah, I’m sure it’s agonizing when the barista says your order’s ready and you mistake it for a marriage proposal.

You’re out here acting like you’re dodging supermodels in slow motion, when the only thing actually approaching you at high speed is reality.

Those women weren’t flirting they were checking to see if you needed help crossing the street.
 
Yeah, I’m sure it’s agonizing when the barista says your order’s ready and you mistake it for a marriage proposal.

You’re out here acting like you’re dodging supermodels in slow motion, when the only thing actually approaching you at high speed is reality.

Those women weren’t flirting they were checking to see if you needed help crossing the street.
They know macho when they see it. All women feel safe around me. Maybe not at first but once they get to know what I'm about, they soften up and start to smile. That's a good thing.
 
They know macho when they see it. All women feel safe around me. Maybe not at first but once they get to know what I'm about, they soften up and start to smile. That's a good thing.
Goat, all women feel safe around me, is exactly the kind of line a background character says right before the camera pans out and reveals he’s just talking to a houseplant.

You’re not radiating macho, you’re radiating guy in a cartoon who flexes and his shirt rips but only on one sleeve.

Women aren’t softening up around you. They’re doing that polite smile people use when a confused grandpa starts telling them he used to be a roadie for Led Zeppelin.

You’re out here narrating your life like it’s a romance anime, but everyone else is watching a completely different show called Goat Wanders Into Another Misunderstanding.
 
Goat, all women feel safe around me, is exactly the kind of line a background character says right before the camera pans out and reveals he’s just talking to a houseplant.

You’re not radiating macho, you’re radiating guy in a cartoon who flexes and his shirt rips but only on one sleeve.

Women aren’t softening up around you. They’re doing that polite smile people use when a confused grandpa starts telling them he used to be a roadie for Led Zeppelin.

You’re out here narrating your life like it’s a romance anime, but everyone else is watching a completely different show called Goat Wanders Into Another Misunderstanding.
How many guys do you know that could kill it, clean it, and cook it, well into their 50s? I have a funny Zeppelin story from when I saw them live in 1977. Life has been good to me and it radiates off for all to see.
 
In the age-old struggle between good and evil, humans are supposedly given the free will to choose our own path. But in our corrupt, post-truth society, the line between good and evil becomes blurred with the vast majority siding with groupthink rather than risk creativity and being sent into exile.
:clap2: trudat
 
Goat, all women feel safe around me, is exactly the kind of line a background character says right before the camera pans out and reveals he’s just talking to a houseplant.

You’re not radiating macho, you’re radiating guy in a cartoon who flexes and his shirt rips but only on one sleeve.

Women aren’t softening up around you. They’re doing that polite smile people use when a confused grandpa starts telling them he used to be a roadie for Led Zeppelin.

You’re out here narrating your life like it’s a romance anime, but everyone else is watching a completely different show called Goat Wanders Into Another Misunderstanding.
they're dry for your simpiness.
 
Like you? I don’t have a thing for old, angry, doxxing‑adjacent MAGA grandpas who spend their afternoons shaking their fists at the cloud server.

Contributor’s Corner was basically a retirement home with a login screen, you all arguing over who gets the last pudding cup while Dammo pretended it was exclusive access.

If that’s your idea of charm, I’ll pass. I’m not mad at you. I just don’t collect cranky boomers like Pokémon.
It's a slap in the face when you realize that you have fallen below the minimum standards of these old men you claim to dislike.

Not even interested as a cum dumpster.

The wall is a bitch when you dry up and hit it hard.

Go ahead and dislike. Another year or two you should work me under 2k. You are a vile old rag.
 
they're dry for your simpiness.
Ichabod, that wasn’t an insult, that was a noise. You typed that like a Saturday‑morning villain who got hit on the head with his own Acme device and is now just shouting random syllables at the heroes.

You’re over here trying to deliver a burn, but it comes out sounding like

BEHOLD! MY DRYNESS CANNON! POWERED BY… UH… SIMPINESS? YES! SIMPINESS!

Meanwhile everyone else is staring at you like background characters watching the villain’s monologue fall apart in real time.

Your comeback didn’t land, it tripped, rolled down a hill, and got eaten by the guacamole monster from Dammo’s poll.

At this point the only thing dry is your dialogue. It needs a rewrite, a hydration IV, and maybe a sidekick who can explain basic English to you.
 
It's a slap in the face when you realize that you have fallen below the minimum standards of these old men you claim to dislike.

Not even interested as a cum dumpster.

The wall is a bitch when you dry up and hit it hard.

Go ahead and dislike. Another year or two you should work me under 2k. You are a vile old rag.
You’re trying so hard to sound brutal that you forgot to sound coherent. This isn’t an insult, it’s a weather report. You’re all heat, no light, and mostly wind.

You keep swinging like you’re delivering some devastating finisher, but it lands with the same energy as a grandpa yelling at a self‑checkout machine. Loud, confused, and not actually doing anything.

If this is your version of dominance, don’t worry, nobody’s competing with you for the title.
 
Don't forget about your cooch
Why are you talking about someone’s anatomy on a political forum? What a deranged little gremlin. It’s like you got lost on our way to the comments section of a YouTube conspiracy video and just started blurting out whatever your last brain cell handed to you.
 
Why are you talking about someone’s anatomy on a political forum? What a deranged little gremlin. It’s like you got lost on our way to the comments section of a YouTube conspiracy video and just started blurting out whatever your last brain cell handed to you.
I got corrupted the first day here there was some cunt using the handle "Hunter Biden's Throbber" or something like that. It traumatized me.
 
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