just days ago i was venting my spleen about some amoebic lowlife's googlin for this bollocks. guess wot? another sad loser of a twattin amoebic cunt just came a-lookin for:
letter to my ex-husband
how low can said sad loser of a twattin amoebic cunt stoop? or probably said sad loser of a twattin amoebic cunt was so fuckin bored out of her/his/its mind [yeah, as if they have got one in the first place] that she/he/it had to go a-lookin for such mindless tosh.
and what did i say about banning such sad loser of twattin amoebic cunt's from access to the interweb? instead of contributing to the betterment of cyberspace, they only pollute it.
like as if their polluting the blue marble itself ain't enough to make the rest of us - yes, you's and i - suffer.
really, it's an utter crime against humanity to allow such sad loser of twattin amoebic cunt's to get this far in life. never mind breed. even callin 'em amoebae is an insult to that single-celled organism. which i wager is many many many ::ad infinitum:: times more intelligent. like you's and i.
and yes, i'm ventin my spleen at this time of writing. yet again.
as enscribed by the letter b @ May 26, 2005 01:29 PM