What is commonly known as a 'troll' I believe. His "role" in life is as flame-bait. Trouble is, he ain't too good at it!!i never thought i'd 'report' someone, but he was winding me up !!
What is commonly known as a 'troll' I believe. His "role" in life is as flame-bait. Trouble is, he ain't too good at it!!i never thought i'd 'report' someone, but he was winding me up !!
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i do think he actually believes his ****e himself !!
i'm embarrassed to have 'bit', i'm usually virtually un offendable..
but if our dirty jokes are offensive i see no reason to have his "i'm glad lots of people got murdered " posts up.
Steve
You may find it educational to read back on some of his old posts
"Oh, isn't my life hard"
"I want to kill myself / my neighbours / the rest of the world"
"I hate everyone"
I'd guess around 12 years old, with spots. Parents probably make him wear shorts still. You know the sort.
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anyway.......joke thread........
an elderly old lady complained to the police that men on the building site nearby used foul language.
the policeman who responded to the complaint tried to explain to her that while he was sorry, it is common for labourers to call a spade a spade.....
"thats the trouble officer" she replied, "they don't, they keep calling it a ****ing shovel !!!!"
Steve
there was a classic line, it got deleted with the offensive drivel.....Originally posted by RobR
You may find it educational to read back on some of his old posts
"Oh, isn't my life hard"
"I want to kill myself / my neighbours / the rest of the world"
"I hate everyone"
I'd guess around 12 years old, with spots. Parents probably make him wear shorts still. You know the sort.
he said "i don't want a life, i don't want a job or a girlfriend or friends.....these things are not worth the trouble it takes to attain them "
which about says it all....so sit at home all alone and be miserable then...
Steve
A man was in his garden pruning his fruit trees one day, when he saw a hease drive past.
following this hearse was another hearse which was followed by a man walking solemnly behind it.
behind the man a dog trotted along and behind the dog were about 100 men, all walking in single file.
Now this is a strange sight, so intrigued the chap went up to the man following the 2nd hearse and asked him who was in the first hearse.
"its my wife " the man relied
"oh, i'm sorry to hear that..what happened to her?"
"my dog bit her and she died" the man replied.
"oh..so who is in the 2nd hearse???"
"its my mother-in-law" the man replied "my dog bit her too, and she also died"
"oh..."the chap thought about this a while and then asked......
"can i borrow your dog ?"
"sure, i guess so...........get in line!!"
Steve
