Reassurance

[Horatio Felacio]

I need some reassurance here...i really am a piece of shit and deserve nothing. correct?

[ashtray]

you deserve nothing and shall get nothing. and a huge piece of shit that talks shit eats shit and shits shit you are.

[Horatio Felacio]

thanks for reassuring me. i will now slit my ankles and bleed slowly, ending my slow, nothing-deserved, shit life. gracias.

[ashtray]

can i have your rack? just leave it on the porch. in my next pose-down life i want to be a trad climber just like you.

[Horatio Felacio]

on a side note, isn't it weird when you hit a depressing state? it's not like anything has changed...usually. it's just you are depressed. what's even more weird is when that state of mind ends...nothing has changed, you still think about the same things, but you are ok with everything and in a really good mood.

[mcrib]

if you suck I suck and I am scared of the sight of your blue blood.

[Horatio Felacio]

i will leave you my rack. it consistes of 10 #18 tricams and 4 #2 black-blue offset aliens. with this rack you will be invincible. just like me. until you die.

[Horatio Felacio]

i don't bleed blue faggot. crimson red if anything. although, past experience will claim that i bleed menstrual juice and shit. just like the piece of shit you are.

[ashtray]

i will leave you my rack. it consistes of 10 #18 tricams and 4 #2 black-blue offset aliens. with this rack you will be invincible. just like me. until you die.

kewl.

btw, mcrib you suck too. just like me. just like all the pathetic people wasting their life reading this drivel. humanity has grown so much since the advent of the internet.

[KD]

shit where's electricDisciple when you need him? he says good stuff about anybody - well almost.