My hatred of you knows no limits. Except for, you know, the maximum output of hatred that the electro-magnetic pulses of my brain can produce. But I suspect you can tell hyperbole when you read it.

OAO; A softened, buttered, dinner roll of a man by the age of fifteen.

It took you over a month to get upset over that post? Did the impulses have trouble pushing through the fatty tissue, or were you just too busy downloading pictures of food on Google to read it?

fuckin ZING

:lol

whoa...that was fucked up.... :/

I haven't been reading this thread.

And, of course, none of you have ever seen me. So I wouldn't be talking about my weight, considering that I'm only mildly fatter than I should be.

Actually, my problem isn't so much with my fat - I need to build up some muscle and tone my body now.

First you have to stop being fat.

Except, you know, I'm really not.

Pleasantly Plump ;)


"plump" as in FUCKING FATASS

Ah yes. Hate units.

I originally had hate units in the post, too, but then I thought better of it.

Boogs made me lol

I'm going to slap you in the lips with my hate unit.

:lol

WOULD YOU BELIEVE THAT OAO'S HATE UNIT IS 7 INCHES LONG? :eek

Maybe he wouldn't mind "hating" me too when he's done. 7 inches will go a long way in my case.

T

Not if he has a puffy dick (a result of sticking it in a vacuum cleaner). Ewww.

Shouldn't OAO be mentally masturbating his hate unit?

You're 15..a good age to start taking care of yourself. Do some cardio for your heart and lift weight to tone...Trust me, when you reach your thirties, you'll be glad you did.

anyone that full of himself is a fatass regardless of weight.

I'm not sure I'm in the right forum anymore, but I don't have
any new advice to give about weight problems, so...

Trigger, I've noticed that real true relationships happen when the
two involved least expect it. Your best bet is to stop thinking about
relationships and focus on your own life issues, not waiting at
True Love's table begging for scraps. She's a tricky bitch, and
it turns out she's also like a lot of the girls I've met in my life;
she tends to get worked up when you ignore her.
All in all, face the facts: there's no such thing as "the one". There's
no one special person to counteract everyone on the fucking planet.
There's just a helluva lot of people in the world, and you generally
end up finding people you can live with one way or another. That's
why I can't watch romantic movies anymore;they're too full of shit.
They're about people who get into lovey-dovey romances that, in
real life, would last about a week, tops.
So just draw to your little heart's content and keep raking in
personal funding at whatever job you have. Kick back and relax.
Life's got a funny way of working things out.

PS: Terra, you single by any chance?

HEY GUYS REMEMBER THIS THREAD?