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For Skippy fans. I dislike it when they attach dead kangaroo paws to sticks and then make like it's Skippy opening a door, tuning into the radio or hiding things in 'his' pouch!

No.. it's not dead Kangaroo paws. :meh: It's Skippy, the very talented Bush Kangaroo thank you very much.:bored:

Watch from 18.08. You will see that you sir are nothing but a cad and a liar!!

 
Pffft. Everyone knows Santa has magic keys these days as the number of chimneys decline. Have you been hiding under a rock?
In a cave actually. Santa's cave, and just found your phone in it.
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@Kismet you swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon. You are a bleating foal, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done.

I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly.

You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot.

And what meaning do you expect your delusionally self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have with us? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile, one-handed, slack-jawed, drooling, meatslapper.

On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go. You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You craven dewberry pisshead cockup pratting naff. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill. You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away.

I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Hydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid, so stupid it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid collapsed on itself so far that even the neutrons have collapsed. Stupid gotten so dense that no intellect can escape. Singularity stupid. Blazing hot mid-day sun on Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid in one second than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. Your writing has to be a troll. Nothing in our universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this is some primordial fragment from the original big bang of stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know.

I'm sorry. I can't go on. This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me again for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of the rest of this drivel. Duh. The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. I have snipped away most of your of what you wrote, because, well... it didn't really say anything. Your attempt at constructing a creative flame was pitiful. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective...

Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things more difficult. If I had known, that this was your case then I would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.

So... what's your point?
 
It shits me too because they hang shit on my sister (who's 41) and me (I'm 28... And apparently time is running out for me wtf lol) because we've chosen careers and they were all teen spawners who didn't finish school.

Mum doesn't give a fuck. I have 2 dogs and so does my sister lol. We like dogs more.
 
It shits me too because they hang shit on my sister (who's 41) and me (I'm 28... And apparently time is running out for me wtf lol) because we've chosen careers and they were all teen spawners who didn't finish school.

Mum doesn't give a fuck. I have 2 dogs and so does my sister lol. We like dogs more.

What breeds are your dogs?
 
I think it's a really inappropriate question.. Telling people they need to hurry up and "when are you going to have kids you're taking your time"...

I have a friend who wants nothing more to have kids, but can't. She's in her 20s and even ivf isn't working for them.. This question devastates Her for obvious reasons.
 
Why would anybody be saying this to you Inny? You're a whipper snapper who's got of plenty of time ahead of you to do a myriad of things in the interim before kids become a serious consideration. The nerve of some people. *smh*
Friends/ family say to me.. "Oh when are you going to find a man and start a family" Well if I wanted a man and family I would have one already... it does not help that lost of my friends had their kids in their early 20s and my sister had her first one when she was 21...

Kids annoy me.. they make way too much noise.. I like peace and quiet. I don't want kids .. maybe that will change... probably not tho... but it's annoying because I have the physical ability to have a child people assume that they can continuously bring it up in conversation to me... no shut the fuck up I am more than a baby making machine... and anyway just because your body can produce a child does not mean you should...
 
Before anyone cries the 'racist' cheer; my biological grandfather was born in Syria, escaped to Australia as a little boy and was raised by a beautiful anglo saxon family. He'd be pretty bloody upset, if he was still alive, to hear one of his fellow countrymen speak like that.
 
It shits me too because they hang shit on my sister (who's 41) and me (I'm 28... And apparently time is running out for me wtf lol) because we've chosen careers and they were all teen spawners who didn't finish school.

Mum doesn't give a fuck. I have 2 dogs and so does my sister lol. We like dogs more.

In my 20s I NEVER wanted kids (seriously, what a drainer!) My husband and I had been together forever - met first year of uni, with two dogs and they were my babies that I LOVED more than anything. Then I hit 30 and thought, it's getting a bit boring, I better introduce some new characters! I have 'popped' out three in quick succession. So most of my posts are written with a 3 month old attached. I think baby no.3 was just days old when BB started this year - who knows?? - lack of brain function is a negative of having kids.

I'll just say that in my opinion, dogs don't even come close to the joy your babies bring you. However, it is a love/hate situation. Anyone who tells you it isn't is lying.:) I mean really, I don't love (hate) not sleeping through a night ONCE in 3 and a half years, and don't love (hate) when poo gets everywhere and I don't love pretty much losing my social life and I don't love (hate) being a referee!! I could go on..:bored: Anyway, they are my reason for everything I do and I wouldn't change it.

The funny thing is, I never got hassled to have kids. I told everyone I was never having any and the replies were generally (from people who have kids), "Yeah, we understand."

I never ask people when they are having kids or say things like you better hurry up. So rude. While I had no problems, I know many women who have struggled for years and years and years. You just don't know if it is a choice or biological.
 
In my 20s I NEVER wanted kids (seriously, what a drainer!) My husband and I had been together forever - met first year of uni, with two dogs and they were my babies that I LOVED more than anything. Then I hit 30 and thought, it's getting a bit boring, I better introduce some new characters! I have 'popped' out three in quick succession. So most of my posts are written with a 3 month old attached. I think baby no.3 was just days old when BB started this year - who knows?? - lack of brain function is a negative of having kids.

I'll just say that in my opinion, dogs don't even come close to the joy your babies bring you. However, it is a love/hate situation. Anyone who tells you it isn't is lying.:) I mean really, I don't love (hate) not sleeping through a night ONCE in 3 and a half years, and don't love (hate) when poo gets everywhere and I don't love pretty much losing my social life and I don't love (hate) being a referee!! I could go on..:bored: Anyway, they are my reason for everything I do and I wouldn't change it.

The funny thing is, I never got hassled to have kids. I told everyone I was never having any and the replies were generally (from people who have kids), "Yeah, we understand."

I never ask people when they are having kids or say things like you better hurry up. So rude. While I had no problems, I know many women who have struggled for years and years and years. You just don't know if it is a choice or biological.
Yup that's right, some peoples priorities are different and they're different and different life stages.. I don't like it when people dictate what they perceive as "running out of time". 30s is a good time imo because you've had the chance to establish yourself and do things before you 'settle down' so to speak. Some people obviously think differently and there is no set age.. So people should stop hounding people to have babies... We aren't here to soley procreate. It's nice that you had people around you who "got it"

The difference for me between babies and dogs is that I can leave my dogs unattended while I'm at work and it's not illegal lol :)
 
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