voice;

[amoray]

So.

Any a you ewer had a nemesis before? Like fated fuckin' contentiousness, always gettin' up each others' gills doin' shit just to irritate 'em, duelin' to practically the death, maybe makin' out a little, that kinda thing.

See, I'm in the market for just that particular arrangement, and while I'm personally a master of the bellicose arts and don't need any adwice or nothin', I obwiously got a wested interest in how humans go about poorly imitatin' the quadrant. What with my bein' the main troll-human confidante in these parts and such.

[he pronounces it "con-fee-dawn-tay". also he means intermediary.]

Despite most of you bein' from a society bearin' a sewerely inferior romance system and therefore gettin' your emotions all scrambled up wrong from the get-go 'cos of it, I'd appreciate hearin' some personal tales.

Comments

[amoray]

ok you said somethin about YOUR HEAVVIN BULGE or wwhatevver same fuckin difference far as im concerned

[crab]

YOU TOLD ME TO WAX POETIC.
I WAXED POETIC.
IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOU COULDN'T TAKE IT.

[amoray]

that wwasnt poetic that wwas a fuckin imagery trainwwreck in gray minor

[gently high fiving myself for all these shitty puns]

[crab]

I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU DO BETTER.

[amoray]

there once wwas a redblooded dipshit
wwho seemed quite desperate to get hit
but wwith a flash of a hand
hed piss wwhere hed stand
his yellowwbellied fuckin surrender bein implicit

[sahdow help limericks are hard]

[crab]

WOW. SERIOUSLY?
ARE YOU TRYING TO SHOW ME UP HERE OR SOMETHING?
NOW I'M THE ONE LABORING UNDER A SUFFOCATING SENSE OF SECOND HAND EMBARRASSMENT, HOLY SHIT. WERE YOU EVEN TRYING WITH THAT?
ALL YOU JUST DID WAS ILLUSTRATE MY POINT.

MY POINT BEING THAT YOU'RE A CORUSCATING MONUMENT TO SUCH OUTSTANDING STUPIDITY
IF YOU WERE TO MATCH WITS WITH A RETARDED AMOEBA IT WOULD BE INTELLECTUAL SERENDIPITY.
THAT TO COMPREHEND THE TRUE MEANING OF WHAT IT IS TO BE PATHETIC
ONE NEED LOOK NO FURTHER THAN YOU TO FIND THAT SHIT'S ANATHEMATIC.
LIKE WHOA HOW MUCH OF A SAD LOSER ASSHOLE DO YOU EVEN HAVE TO BE
THE SHEER DEPTH OF HOW MISERABLE YOU ARE NEVER FAILS TO ASTOUND ME.
YOU'RE A REVOLTING BAG OF ROTTING NOOK GUNK AND HOOFBEAST LEAVINGS
WHEN I'M FORCED INTO CONTACT WITH YOU IT'S AN EFFORT TO RESTRAIN MY RETCHING AND HEAVINGS.
IF YOU WERE EXPECTING ME TO BE IMPRESSED YOU'RE GOING TO BE SORELY DISAPPOINTED
ALL THAT'S BEEN ACCOMPLISHED HERE IS A NEW CHIEF DIPSHIT BEING APPOINTED.
YOU SHOULD BE PROUD OF YOURSELF AND THAT'S A GENUINE SENTIMENT
FOR A FAILURE LIKE YOU THIS HAS TO BE YOUR GREATEST ACHIEVEMENT.
CONGRATULATIONS YOU LAMENTABLE VAT OF STINKING SPUTUM
YOUR PRIZE IS TO SUFFER THE CRIPPLING SHAME OF EVER HAVING PUPATED AD INFINTUM.