

Allow me to disect this flame, it is full of failure.DRuM wrote:I've never had any complaints from girls so why are you bothered? Don't you fancy me? You should be more concerned about your tiny cock. You fucking your girlfriend is probably like throwing a soggy carrott down the euro tunnel and never touching the sides
Ryoki wrote:Allow me to disect this flame, it is full of failure.DRuM wrote:I've never had any complaints from girls so why are you bothered? Don't you fancy me? You should be more concerned about your tiny cock. You fucking your girlfriend is probably like throwing a soggy carrott down the euro tunnel and never touching the sides
It begins with the discarting of the previous flame against you concerning your nose size by not denying it but making your weakness your strength by informing us that girls don't mind your nasal extravagance. This could raise mental images of you fucking women with your nose in a sort of extreme cunnilingus act, but well played. It's good to know you've finally learned a verbal way of dismissing these perpetual nose jokes.
You then go on the offensive by asking if doombrain doesn't fancy you. This effectively neutralises your previous point: you claim that girls don't mind, so why does doombrain? The easy retort is: because he is not a girl. Fail. It would have been better to leave this part out.
You then enter into specifics regarding cock size, which betrays either intimate cock knowledge or easily dismissable fantasies. Both make you look like a faggot. In any case, this sort of an insult doesn't really work on anyone past the age of 15. It would again have been better to leave this part out.
Then comes the punchline, the ultimate verbal assault where you stomp your enemy into the ground and feed his verbal entrails to the verbal seaguls. Except you completely fail to deliver. Once again you slide into cock fantasies, detailing them with mental images of grand engineering projects and vegetables. The carrot, symbolizing the penis, is discribed by you as 'soggy', which is of course hopelessly incorrect. Any man with carnal experience can tell you about the vagina's amazing ability to lubricate itself and the inability of the penis to do the same. The mataphor continues, saying the carrot floats down the eurotunnel 'never touching the sides'. Which is completely redundant information that only serves to further destroy the metaphor.
What a worthless flame drum, and what a worthless person you are.
2/10. Tries too hard.Ryoki wrote:Allow me to disect this flame, it is full of failure.DRuM wrote:I've never had any complaints from girls so why are you bothered? Don't you fancy me? You should be more concerned about your tiny cock. You fucking your girlfriend is probably like throwing a soggy carrott down the euro tunnel and never touching the sides
It begins with the discarting of the previous flame against you concerning your nose size by not denying it but making your weakness your strength by informing us that girls don't mind your nasal extravagance. This could raise mental images of you fucking women with your nose in a sort of extreme cunnilingus act, but well played. It's good to know you've finally learned a verbal way of dismissing these perpetual nose jokes.
You then go on the offensive by asking if doombrain doesn't fancy you. This effectively neutralises your previous point: you claim that girls don't mind, so why does doombrain? The easy retort is: because he is not a girl. Fail. It would have been better to leave this part out.
You then enter into specifics regarding cock size, which betrays either intimate cock knowledge or easily dismissable fantasies. Both make you look like a faggot. In any case, this sort of an insult doesn't really work on anyone past the age of 15. It would again have been better to leave this part out.
Then comes the punchline, the ultimate verbal assault where you stomp your enemy into the ground and feed his verbal entrails to the verbal seaguls. Except you completely fail to deliver. Once again you slide into cock fantasies, detailing them with mental images of grand engineering projects and vegetables. The carrot, symbolizing the penis, is discribed by you as 'soggy', which is of course hopelessly incorrect. Any man with carnal experience can tell you about the vagina's amazing ability to lubricate itself and the inability of the penis to do the same. The mataphor continues, saying the carrot floats down the eurotunnel 'never touching the sides'. Which is completely redundant information that only serves to further destroy the metaphor.
What a worthless flame drum, and what a worthless person you are.
After calling me a hook nosed cunt you call ME narrow minded?Doombrain wrote:lets hear your dutch then, you fucking narrow minded prick
Oh dear.Doombrain wrote:oh my god, look at drum obsessing over me
Fuck me, you're jealous. How about you tell us all about the 8 countries you visited in a year. Wow, that sure beats the scores of countries I visited every month.Doombrain wrote:how about tails of womanizing on a shitty OAP cruse liner, like a bad carry on film.
or the time you went all street and got your hair cut yo
He's a model, he gets to wear the newest dresses in markets all over the world.DRuM wrote:What do you actually do in your job anyway?
DRuM wrote:Fuck me, you're jealous. How about you tell us all about the 8 countries you visited in a year. Wow, that sure beats the scores of countries I visited every month.Doombrain wrote:how about tails of womanizing on a shitty OAP cruse liner, like a bad carry on film.
or the time you went all street and got your hair cut yo
My life is so much better than yours dumbrain, just face it
What do you actually do in your job anyway?
phew, just in time to cover drumnay0k wrote:He's a model, he gets to wear the newest dresses in markets all over the world.DRuM wrote:
What do you actually do in your job anyway?
Doombrain wrote:
phew, just in time to cover drum
So you're a key presser. That makes all the differenceDoombrain wrote:I use Macintoshes
"there are times i have to press the keys on my laptop."Doombrain wrote:sure, there are times i have to press the keys on my laptop.
that's some fucking flame you got me on there....