An evil Izzie quiz - well sort of
24/09/2003 08:48 pmThank for taking time-out from extracting multicolored mucos from your bulbous nasal cavity and filling-in the Insult form feilds, you monotonous non-entity and excrement manufacturing machine. You couldn't get a date if you bought them dried in a tin, you under-medicated, rump-ruptured chronic self-abuser. You're the kind of greasy, giggling, girly gombeen who buys STDs from a viral lab just to make it look like you get laid. Average looking, my ass. You're uglier than the south-facing end of north-bound mule with a ruptured ulcerated fly-covered rump. You should stop smoking pot and get out and vote every couple of years, you pseudo-liberal bum. People like you are the reason cults exist. You four-eyed, cerebrally-deluded, Einstein-impersonating, pseudo-intellectual nerdturd with a head full of misfiring synapses. Like your height, everything about you is average; except your stench - which is overwhelming. If you were ever kidnapped and eaten by a cannibal tribe, they'd all die of high cholesterol, you fat, flabby, fumbling fuck. Professional, my ass. You couldn't win a cigar after giving birth in a tobacco field in Havana, you clueless, uber-incompetent fuckwit. I've seen wounds that were better dressed than you are. Get a glass belly button; that way, if your head goes any further up your ass, you can still look out and see what the rest of the world is up to.
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Get a life!
If brains were gasoline, you wouldn't have enough to run an ant's go-kart around the inside of a donut. You could type every thing you know on the subject on back of a microscopic postage stamp and still have room leftover for a shopping list. If you knew what you're talking about, you'd be dangerous. Oh well, as the late Douglas Adams said: "You live and learn. At any rate, you live."
What possessed you to think that you were capable of being entertaining or interesting to read? If you called the Suicide Hotline, they'd say: "Go ahead. Do it!" Maybe you wouldn't be such a Jerk-In-The-Box if you weren't so dense that light bends around you; if your weren't so fat that your clothes come in three sizes: Extra Large, Jumbo, and Oh-My-God-It's-Coming-Towards-Us!, or if you didn't have a face that is registered as a biological weapon. Nah, of course you would.
Now, why don’t you climb onto that Special Needs tricycle of yours with the fourth wheel attached for extra-ensured retard stability and pedal your fat ass down to the sports field and do some “outdoors” stuff for a change. Hell, if you don’t like it, you can always offer to lick-clean the jockstraps.
Re: Get a life!
Date: 2003-09-24 12:01 pm (UTC)I could understand if you were locked up in the room with someone and couldn't get away from them, but here, you don't have to read what she writes. So how much of a life can someone have if they spend it the way you just did?
Take your own advice - get a life and then you won't have time to read this journal. You obviously don't have the balls to stand behind your own words. Looks like another hit and run trolling to me.
As for me, well, I actually understand some of what she's writing about, which you obviously don't and while I rarely agree with her, I am not threatened by alternative view points.
Re: Get a life!
Date: 2003-09-24 10:50 pm (UTC)I don't always get Izzie, half the time I don't, this is what I like from her, she is weirder than I am but I do enjoy her complete creativity and the way she makes the most simple things become fantastic. The fact that the person can't understand what she is saying only serves to show the limited intellectual knowledge of he/she or as a good friend of mine says...it is simply just a big Troll...small head and all...
Just a word of advise...when you post something in someone's journal have the guts to leave your name too, it is easy to say things and don't show your face you really show you have guts to back things up if you show your face, after all if you have any bit of "Self Esteem", Brains or have no "Special Needs" you should at least show it if not simply shut up your mouth and don't read her journal, it is that simple. No one forces you to do so and if you do...as it shows you do...simply shut up, if you are not to leave your name.
Oh and for the size comment, it is better to be overweight than stupid and coward, at least one can always go on a diet. Afterall, I prefer to be overweight to be a common idiot.
Re: Get a life!
Date: 2003-09-25 01:38 am (UTC)If I'm wrong, then somebody else posted it just for fun, still the insult is automatically generated.
Izzie... am I right ? 8-O
Re: Get a life!
Date: 2003-09-25 09:56 pm (UTC)Re: Get a life!
Date: 2003-09-26 07:01 am (UTC)I am eternally grateful for your contribution especially as your time seems to be so much more infinitely valuable than mine but er...please check some of those facts.
Izzie does not have a trike or even a bike but a BROOMSTICK!
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Date: 2003-09-25 08:51 am (UTC)What worries me is that some of the insults are actually rather accurate ;-)
You're the saddest, piss-poor excuse for a man I've ever seen, you chromosome-deficient, uber-impotent, rat-faced tard-popsicle. You couldn't get a date if you bought them dried in a tin, you under-medicated, rump-ruptured chronic self-abuser. You're the kind of greasy, giggling, girly gombeen who buys STDs from a viral lab just to make it look like you get laid. Average looking, my ass. You're uglier than the south-facing end of north-bound mule with a ruptured ulcerated fly-covered rump. You're a neo-Nazi, fundamentalist militant Republican-voting mega-asshole scumbag. You four-eyed, cerebrally-deluded, Einstein-impersonating, pseudo-intellectual nerdturd with a head full of misfiring synapses. Like your height, everything about you is average; except your stench - which is overwhelming. Your weight may well be proportional, but you've got cellulite that makes sumo wrestlers look anorexic. Professional, my ass. You couldn't win a cigar after giving birth in a tobacco field in Havana, you clueless, uber-incompetent fuckwit. I like that outfit you're wearing. You should hang on to it. It'll probably come back in style some day. What you are - besides a pitiable little carnival freak - is a watery bowel movement bubbling back up to the surface after a pregnant water buffalo farts in a muddy river.
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Handy little thing the Imperius curse. Works like a charm.