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I don't normally do this but here goes:

I've been going through a real hard time lately, what with being an alcoholic and all.

What I need from you is to pray or just send vibes into the universe for Ghey Man to get some form of cancer.

I would ask that he get testicular cancer but that would mean that someone would have to touch his balls which would probably be a real treat for him.

Colon cancer might lead to some sort of colostomy deal and since the guy really likes poo-poo, again, we'd be doing him a favor.

I was thinking maybe a debilitating brain tumor but I think he might already have one of those.

Stomach cancer! Shit, then he might lose weight. Is there a cancer where he can still be a fat Jabba the Hut looking motherfucker?

Let's just leave it up to God or whatever higher power you may have.

Dear God,

Give Ghey Man some form of cancer. I didn't mean to sound picky back there. Any kind of cancer will do.

Love,

Death Curse

deathcurse wrote:I don't normally do this but here goes:

I've been going through a real hard time lately, what with being an alcoholic and all.

What I need from you is to pray or just send vibes into the universe for Ghey Man to get some form of cancer.

I would ask that he get testicular cancer but that would mean that someone would have to touch his balls which would probably be a real treat for him.

Colon cancer might lead to some sort of colostomy deal

Yeah - but then he'd have to find shoes to match his bag.

You would wish Gheyman upon cancer?
Surely you don't hate cancer that much.

Ghey Man wrote:
There is no God. You might as well be praying to the Easter Bunny.

I'd pray to the Easter Bunny if I thought he'd give you cancer.

That's a helluva lot of skin.

Ghey Man wrote: Well I wasn't hatched despite your opinion - I do have a family, friends and I am married.

Let me guess. To Courtney Cox's cousin's half step-sister, right?

Death by third hand smoke.

Ghey Man wrote:There is no God.

There is no movie either. But that doesn't stop you from talking about it.

Ghey Man wrote:On a scale of 1 to 100 - how much do you hate me?

Hate you? I don't hate you. I don't even know you.

That's what makes it really easy to pray for you to get cancer.

Ghey Man wrote:Thus you admitting to not knowing me would completely support that fact that whatever you think of me or what my life is would be pure speculation.

Not at all. I don't speculate as to what you do with your time - I see it. You're on Sludge 14 hours a day. And I know you don't have a wife because no wife would allow their husband to chain themselves to a computer like that.

There's no movie for a variety of reasons. One is that you wouldn't have time to make a movie for the reasons above. Two is that you have a history of lying about your involvement in the film industry: you're Pieter Jan Brugge, you're friends with Sylvester Stallone and Robert DeNiro, etc.

I fail to see where I would need to speculate about anything.

Ghey Man wrote:Well whatever you think what someone else's wife will or will not let their husband do is irrelevant. Keep in mind Drunky Mc. Drunk - many of us are online while we work on the computer. That's why Microsoft called it Windows, you can have many pages (windows) open at the same time. What a world we live in.

My bad.

I forgot that your job entails making threads on message boards asking for millions of dollars.

Ghey Man wrote:Hey Deathcurse,

I seem to recall you once saying to Itwalksamongus that starting a thread about someone else was pathetic. Maybe I am wrong, but I am pretty sure you said that.

It was the other way around. The Mummy said that to me.

You're fat and stupid.

Yeah, I'm a real asshole for making a thread like this and posting it on the Hatas Board.

I should be making alternyms so I can get Iggy's phone number.

deathcurse wrote:

Ghey Man wrote:There is no God.

There is no movie either. But that doesn't stop you from talking about it.

Ghey Man wrote:Asshole? No. Cry baby loser? Yes.

So everyone else who makes threads about other people are crybaby losers? Or just me?

It's funny that you're taking issue with this thread and somehow that makes me the crybaby.

Ghey Man wrote: I just find it amazing that your brain took a moment to pause and then decide that yes - you were going to tell the Metal Sludge world what you think of me.

Right, because until now the Metal Sludge world was unaware of the fact that I think you're a fat douche.

Are you seriously not understanding the point of the Hatas board?

Ghey Man wrote:STOP MAKING THREADS ABOUT ME! WAH!

Didn't you say last night that you were going to ignore my negative agenda?

I guess judging from your 17 chins, you're not a man of discipline.

Ghey Man wrote:

deathcurse wrote:

Ghey Man wrote:Asshole? No. Cry baby loser? Yes.

So everyone else who makes threads about other people are crybaby losers? Or just me?

It's funny that you're taking issue with this thread and somehow that makes me the crybaby.

I don't issue with it at all. I just find it amazing that your brain took a moment to pause and then decide that yes - you were going to tell the Metal Sludge world what you think of me. I guess I just assumed that you might have better things to do, but I apparently not.

Slow down, Fat Boy. Losing your ability at simple grammar reveals your seething rage.

Itwalksamongus wrote:

Slow down, Fat Boy. Losing your ability at simple grammar reveals your seething rage.

And of course if there is one grammatical error, you'll be there with fucking bells on.

deathcurse wrote:

Ghey Man wrote:STOP MAKING THREADS ABOUT ME! WAH!

Didn't you say last night that you were going to ignore my negative agenda?

I guess judging from your 17 chins, you're not a man of discipline.

I'm leaving if he paints his gelatinous frame yellow and starts threads like "Little Bitchy Stallone got a headache?"

Ghey Man wrote:No, please making more threads about me.

Thank you the permission, Ghey Man! You fat man cry it makes delightful me!

Sixdgritt wrote:

Itwalksamongus wrote:

Slow down, Fat Boy. Losing your ability at simple grammar reveals your seething rage.

And of course if there is one grammatical error, you'll be there with fucking bells on.

One? No.

Itwalksamongus wrote:

Sixdgritt wrote:

Itwalksamongus wrote:

Slow down, Fat Boy. Losing your ability at simple grammar reveals your seething rage.

And of course if there is one grammatical error, you'll be there with fucking bells on.

One? No.

You're losing your touch.

SanityClause wrote:That's a helluva lot of skin.

I laughed so hard here that it made my sides hurt!


bravo.

You better get to praying DC you aint gonna live forever Drunky!

Ghey Man wrote:It amazes me that people are so bothered by strangers on the internet. There are a lot of people that I don't like on Metal Sludge, but it doesn't wreck my whole day to see them posting on here. If stuff like this bothers you all, I can't imagine how you handle problems in the real world.

Well annoying motherfuckers like you who do nothing but stir shit and iie your fat ass off get slapped in the mouth in real life. At least that's how I would treat you. I wouldn't punch you or anything like that. Just one quick bitch slap and a tubby piece of shit like you would be on the floor crying for his mommy.

Ghey Man wrote:

Sixdgritt wrote:

Ghey Man wrote:It amazes me that people are so bothered by strangers on the internet. There are a lot of people that I don't like on Metal Sludge, but it doesn't wreck my whole day to see them posting on here. If stuff like this bothers you all, I can't imagine how you handle problems in the real world.

Well annoying motherfuckers like you who do nothing but stir shit and iie your fat ass off get slapped in the mouth in real life. At least that's how I would treat you. I wouldn't punch you or anything like that. Just one quick bitch slap and a tubby piece of shit like you would be on the floor crying for his mommy.

I am sorry that you see my music posts as "stiring shit". Boy, that Whitesnake poll was really pushing the limit.

Pushing the limit like your waist pushing the limit of the button on your pants.