@Adamska Newish Belch Blog, where he goes on some rant attacking you about college safe spaces and how he should be allowed to watch pornography in public? What in the Sam Hill?
I'm actively struggling to remember when I made this quip... let me look it up.
Wow, it's over two years old. This stupid faggot actually screen-capped that post literally the day I made it, and then spent two years trying to figure out how to "refute" me. Holy shit what a stupid man who needs to be locked into a loony bin. Let's see what this specimen came up with:
As is par for the course with the Kiwi Fruits, he simply can get nothing right.
Gurgling about how I'm wrong without bothering to prove it is not how you argue.
But, hey, what do you expect from someone who believes that a college safe space is a "room...mandated as a more intensive guidance office where you can de-stress, get professional help from a social worker as needed, and just refocus yourself", rather than
a glorified nursery for adult babies.
Reaction videos of a standard show by people who are exploiting algorithms on youtube are not a form of citation. Also rather hilarious given you literally live in an apartment your not-retarded brothers pay for you, thus making the new hovel a nursery for a baby.
After all, this was the same moron who foolishly crowed about how he "decisively sporked" my story "
Therapy Pets",
I don't even remember whatever stupid pile of shit story this is or how I sporked it. This is because while I often come back to things I don't dwell on them to the point I age 3 years in 1 regularly.
when, really, all his specious arguments and ignorant, biased mockery amounted to was him simply trying to mount an uneducated defense of an ill-conceived, confusing notion of a service for the disabled, and then literally saying in the same goddamn sentence that some people abuse said program.
Jonny the malformed high yeller gets angy that I don't take him seriously, and tries to apply the same dishonest reasoning to me as he uses. It's especially funny because he complains I point out that people scam and abuse said program as I explain why support animals exist and their purpose. It's called being nuanced with points dummy.
Just to reiterate; they're there because caring for them or being with them either allows the owner to do more to care for them (key in depression or infirmity), or because they can listen blankly as you babble problems away without shame. It's just like with all services people can abuse them. But I guess that's too complex for the man who responds to advice as "fuck you you're wrong" and then gargles "why you no tell me" as it bites him.
Cool. Let me tell you about the piece of shit who took his dogs out on walks to areas with known aggressive dogs, and who feeds them garbage. He should not be allowed to own them. Since you're dense and insane, I'm blatantly talking about you Jonny. You killed them when you told your family to fuck off, and ignored how repeatedly those killer dogs wanted you to fuck off.
And he does this not once, but twice, in the space of two or three paragraphs of text-wall. What a complete ningnong.
Pretty sure I only write a few sentences per segment like this but okay. Continue to prove how you got a pity degree for being unable to read less than a paragraph's work.
The news broke recently of a fake service-dog ring busted just last year that revealed
the growing problem of scammers fraudulently passing off untrained or stray dogs as therapy pets--exactly the sort of thing
I wrote about...
oh, whaddaya know? Proof positive I was
well ahead of the curve on this one.
I don't remember what you wrote at all, but skimming the fucktastic script shows nothing of the sort. At least in terms of prescience.
On top of that, I don't know why you're doing this Achilles Heel fallacy shit here, since an example of fraud being fraud doesn't make it so the concept fails. That'd be like saying money's a spook because counterfeiting is a problem.
Ferdie and Gwyn, I figure, are just a couple of stooges left holding the bag; whatever professor or department head they work for probably pocketed the funds earmarked for purchasing and training the dogs and skipped town. He's probably halfway to an "academic symposium" in some elite socialist enclave in Europe, or sunning himself on a beach in Aruba, during all this.
I mean, I'd look at the post, but your brain disease didn't actually link to the article so... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
My experience with breeding and pet scams are it's usually either white trash, rich yuppies, or the Amish so eh.
Oh, by the way, Addie, therapy dogs
do exist for other dogs, so your dumb "
if this is a joke; it ain't funny, if it's serious, then you're a tard" crack, like the rest of your argument, is also wholly uninformed and invalid.
Bear was essentially this for his best friend Mooch, and, though without actually receiving any formal training in it, for years he dutifully served as that deaf, half-crazy dog's "
wrangler".
You killed them when you went out to that neighborhood despite the several aggression signs those unleashed dogs gave you before that day. Eat shit you deserve no sympathy from me.
Damndest thing is I actually did feel bad until you revealed the full details of that. Now I just think your last dog should be taken and taken in by the others.
So my second sentence is a "woman deterrent" and only "weirdos" watch porn in public, you say? Uh....
...hm. Tell that to the three Korean guys who hung around the TV lounge back in
Twin watching Skinemax all night, every night.
Made up story from the old dorm that was torn down decades ago. And it ignores how public indecency is a crime literally every where else and how you'd genuinely get banned from pretty much everywhere else. Still lying, still wrong.
I think they were learning to speak English by watching those films. Plus, some dudes actually brought their girlfriends to watch the porno movie with them.
Also taking a never happened for 200, since you've repeatedly lied and actively make up stories to justify why you should rage yourself futilely to death over an event like 30 years ago now.
(By the way, fellas, don't do that; you think you're being all cool and inclusive, but women talk all through the damn thing and constantly critique the actors' performance; which takes the fun out of the whole experience for everyone. Not cool.) It was a different time. We didn't know any better.
Because the guy who has a sadder and shittier sex life than the literal Mother Fucker in prison can totally tell me about all the total fucking he did. Please. I believe MovieBob's sexcapades more than you, and that fucker's dying a virgin with rage.
And, uh... yeah. I did get a lot of my ideas about college watching movies like Animal House, Revenge of the Nerds, Rock and Roll High School, and the Porky's series. So did most of my generation, you numb asswipe.
And for most people they realized it isn't like the movies. But then, not everyone needed to get a psych eval to stay in college, which is what would've happened if you did it since they knew something was wrong.
That was by design. Back in my day, TBS--owned by that good commie pinko leftie mogul Ted Turner--regularly aired these films either leading off the channel's late-night movie offerings at 12:30 in the morning, or following an hour of
Gilligan's Island reruns, right after the
Super Chicken cartoon. Most people don't realize this, because I guess
nobody told them, but
Animal House was actually based on a true story... several, really; namely, the boisterous real-life college frat-rat adventures of writers Chris Miller and Harold Ramis--and if you can't trust Egon Fucking Spengler, who
can you trust?!
The crystal skull vodka.
If anything, the movie holds back--
a lot. A
book about the "real" Animal House, written by Miller some 30 years later, details some stuff that, to the baby-boomer directors, producers, and actors who made the film and to the boomer audiences who watched it first-run and then 15 or so years later screened it for me and my fellow Gen-X'ers, might seem fun, cute, and fondly-remembered by those involved, but to the dickless, mind-numbed, "woke",
#MeToo/BLM/LGBTXYZPDQ-compliant millennial and Gen-Z crowd, would be absolutely appalling....sending those babies running, no doubt, to the nearest Adamska-approved safe space to bolt the door shut, slather themselves in Play-Doh and crayons, hug their therapy dog tight, and desperately try to purge these shocking, carnal thoughts from their minds with hours of cute cat videos. Especially the
real reason they called that one frat-bro "Pinto".
Orr... they realize it's mostly full of shit like what most people who went to college noticed. There's a reason they have to make up bullshit for TV shows and films based in schools after all.
tl;dr-- No matter what the issue, given enough time, I will always, always,
always be proven right.
Korean guys really love their fuckin' porn. And we're doing our kids a huge disservice by not having a modern-day University experience stack up anywhere even close to what they see in old movies and hear in stories told by their fathers, uncles, and elder brothers who went to college a decade or two ago. Cut it out.
Reminder this retard spent over two years trying to own something I said, and in that time his actions and inactions led to him being locked in an apartment due to the Crack Shack's mold problems, and his dogs' deaths.
Such win. Wow.
