[VinceZeb]

This board isn't worth the time to think of a good momma joke. It's existance and the main residence here are a great enough joke enough.

Man, I can see Jamesman now:

*starts to scan the posts on the board*

"OH HO! *Snort* There is a post by VinceZeb!"

Quickly, his stubby fingers fly towards the keyboard so he can be the first to fire off his razor blade sharp wit. The sweat begins to roll off his brow, rolling down his face and onto his supple man-breast.


"Wow, Vince said something about working out! How can use my vast intellectual powers to turn this to something funny!"

Thinking about what he wants to do right now, since he doesn't have car no job because he mooches off his parents, he sees an empty McDonald's chicken nugget box laying on his dirty, unkempt floor! The geek's spine siffens.

"AH HA! I will use a vast McDonald's comeback! That will show HIM! *Snort*"

Quickly, so he can watch the new anime porn he just downloaded, he types out cute one liners about McDonalds. His ass crack gets sweaty as he is flying his chubby fingers along the keyboard, anticipiating the completion of his post so he can go wank off to those beautiful anime women. The women he deserves and would get if they were only real!

"YES! Take that, Vinny!" He chuckles as he begins to unzip his pants.....


"OH MY GOD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" screams one of his mother's younger friends as she opens Jamesman's door.

Jamesman's faux-self esteem is shattered as he sits there, flabby stomach hanging over his penis that you could thread a needle with, ready to masturbate to pictures of women who are not real.

"WAAHHHHHH!!!!" Jamesman runs out the door, pulling his pants up. He then hikes to the only place where that understands him: The local Baskin Robins and then to the local comic/game store.


Now, lets recap Jamesman: I do things, I have a social life. I have responsabilities I take on full handedly. I work out and exercise every day. I eat healthy, because fast food is nothing but fat and oil and sugar, which suprising enough was found on the floor where your tears fell.

Now, Jamesman, would you like to stop trying to act like your superior to me or shall I just keep posting these little truths about yourself? I can stop and ignore your existance (just like the women of the world do), or I can keep going. You decide.