Good Afternoon, DUMBFUCK!

How queer.

DUMBFUCK regularly posits that I am yanking the levers behind the curtains of every lickspittle commenter, even as he steadfastly maintains that he actually has a real, live fiancee (and not the skanky balloon animal we all know he pretends with instead) and PLANS TO MARRY HER SOMEDAY!!!

No, really!

Then again, he’s a proven liar, so…


Author: Paul Krendler

The Thinking Man's Zombie

3 thoughts on “Good Afternoon, DUMBFUCK!”

  1. I don't understand: No one was predicting doom, just that he has no idea what's coming.

    Monkey dancing is well within the realm of possibility.

    Someone likes being a victim.

  2. Learn a new song? Bill, you have been kicked out of more houses in the past 8 months then most people live in in their entire lives. You got fired. You destroyed the car you claimed you were too sick to even drive. Now you have to beg strangers to put a roof over your head. I'd say we predicted pretty well what a fat fucking failure you were and they it would keep getting worse for you. Now go shit in a chair and get yourself evicted again. Next stop, the 501 underpass and a cardboard box.

  3. Oh, that's going to suck for his LOLsuit.

    Of course, if I looked around at my life and saw his, I'd eat a bullet.


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