Snowblower
Same as Slammer
- Joined
- Aug 21, 2014
- Messages
- 85
Was a long time happy member of PR. Found it useful enough so as to not add other IOP sites to mu bookmarks. Now that it's disappeared, I thought 'd try the site I've heard so many positive things about. Especially over the past 6 months or so, when things apparently got shuffled around and the "cancer", which was the talk of the internet, gotta the boot after pulling a scam. Sorry for all the members of this site who lost $$ due to that evilness.
In any event, please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of happiness and mystique. Been around for a long long time, but never stole a man's money nor faith. I'm pleased to me you, Hope you guess my name. But what's puzzling you is the nature of the game. So if you meet me. Have some courtesy. Have some sympathy. Have some taste. Use all your well-learned politeness. Or I'll lay your soul to waste.
The details of my life are quite inconsequential. My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my sack. There really is nothing like a bald sack, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.
I look forward to be an active, and informative participant who learns as well as gives. And before anybody harps on me, "YES" I have read DBG rules. Though if I happen to accidently break them from time to time, please politely let me know so I can learn from my mistakes. Isn't that's what life's all about? Thank you.
In any event, please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of happiness and mystique. Been around for a long long time, but never stole a man's money nor faith. I'm pleased to me you, Hope you guess my name. But what's puzzling you is the nature of the game. So if you meet me. Have some courtesy. Have some sympathy. Have some taste. Use all your well-learned politeness. Or I'll lay your soul to waste.
The details of my life are quite inconsequential. My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my sack. There really is nothing like a bald sack, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.
I look forward to be an active, and informative participant who learns as well as gives. And before anybody harps on me, "YES" I have read DBG rules. Though if I happen to accidently break them from time to time, please politely let me know so I can learn from my mistakes. Isn't that's what life's all about? Thank you.
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