Ok... so I started talking to this total moron. The convo kinda went like...:
Him: "Backing down? Like a GAY?
Smells like BUMS in here."
Me: "No, she's backing down because Jake's an incoherent buffoon who has an IQ of a cat who enjoys chasing laser pointers and running into walls repeatedly. There's no point in talking to him. He only responds to the select few people who haven't out witted him by throwing facts and logic at him trying to stuff his pea sized brain with information that he repeatedly throws out. The BUMS here, Latewood, are the morons like you who think they can waltz right in and insult us. We're queer, we're here, and we know a hell of a lot of info on our sexualities that people like Jake don't understand. Also, frankly, I don't give a s**t if he ends up falling into depression because he's been repressing his true self and is a brain washed puppet. Just as long as he can't "utilize" his sexual organs and reproduce the world might be ok. We don't need him spreading his idiocy any more than he's trying."
Him: "You'd know all about PUPPETS wouldn't you! In your sick little sick games. Vaginas lisping together like the moaning maws of two hairy ghosts."
Me: ''Oh, you mean like the sick little game you're playing now? The only sick games I played were the ones I played with the guys I dated. Yes, they're all pretty ******** up now (mentally at least). Because frankly, I was never attracted to them. But my girl, I am. Oh, and for your information, she and I have yet to have sex. There's a little thing that comes around once a month for us that tends to get in the way when ever we sleep together. So, really, get a life, grow a brain... then talk to me. 'Cause at the moment, I think you've managed to score a lower intelligence level than Jake here."
Him: "Yeah? YEAH? I don't want to know about your BLOOD CLOCKS, only that I'm grateful it's preventing you from growing some witheringly diabolic HUMMUNCULI in your WITCH BELLY.
And SHOW'S WHAT YOU KNOW, I have a life, and once I get my job from the municiples, I'll IQ you in into next week. "
Me: "Oh yes, I'm so scared, my cat's more intelligent than you, and she jumped into the window thinking there was a windowsill there. Oh, and... technically, I'm not a witch yet, I'm only LOOKING into Wicca. Thanks for spurting out stupidity. You just made my day. Oh... and... yeah, just so you know, you're arguing with a 16 year old... who... yes, already has a job. Once again, thank you for brightening up my day to show me that people CAN in fact be less intelligent than Jake."
Him: "A job at the Municiples? I DOUBT that.
When you become a witch, magic up a p***s out of that USELESS FLESH WALLET of yours."
Me: ''What, why? My gf has a rare skin disease and doesn't wish to give that to her children if she has any... plus the females in her family have heart problems and doesn't wish to have that being passed to the next generation. As for me, I'm short, my eye sight is crappy and I have a few health problems. Both of us wouldn't wish to pass those things on... so neither of us is going to go waltzing over to a sperm bank to have a baby... and probably end up having more than I need... since according to my family history... I'm probably going to end up having twins. With my small hips and petite frame I probably wouldn't be able to handle it at all. Also... I doubt you're going to get a job there... after all, you can't spell it correctly."
Him: "You don't need spelling at the municiples, you moron. you're such a MORON. Stop ATTENTION SEEKING."
Me: "Ok... how am I the one seeking attention? You came onto OUR turf seeking out an argument. Oh, and just so you know. Spelling does count.
But yet aiagn you can siltl raed tihs bcuasee of the way yuor biarn wrkos so I guses you dnot need too.
Even still... I would think that you'd know how to spell "municipals" if you were trying to get a "job" there. Unless they are actively searching out idiots. If that's the case, then I'm glad I'm not in it. I'll take my current job until I get out of college then. At least I get a whole crap load of benefits."
Him: "Benefits? More like GAYefits.
Do you know anything about the municiples???
You ******** idiot"
Me: "Frankly, no, and you're really proving nothing other than the fact that you're incapable of having an intelligent, respectful conversation. I googled "municiples" and came up with nothing other than information on Municipal Bonds. So... no, I know nothing about these so called "municiples" that you can't even seem to spell."
Him: "The municiples aren't for the likes of you! I'll be watching you in the welfare!
Really you think you're something? THINK ON next time you SPREAD THE BAT
OLOLOLOLOLOLOL
LOLOLOLOLOLO
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLO
INCREDIBLY MORONIC PERSON
Not really trying, i'm hoping you'll
Get it soon.
xxx"
Me: "Don't even try to hug me. First of all, I'm planning to go into college to major in English and minor in psychology. Oh... and... yeah, I wont be on welfare."
Him: "English... pretty useless subject. Book are s**t.. DURRR WE HAVE TV NOW? get with the times MORON"
Me: "I am with the times, and going into an English major also covers writing scripts for... guess what, movies, tv shows and more. So... yeah, I am with the times. Also, English is the language of business, and if it's so useless then why do so many foreign countries make their students learn it. If I'm not mistaken, and I have my friends from Japan to back me up on this later, they have to learn English to pass their entrance exams for college."
Him: "Shall we be friends''
Me: "Absolutely not! I don't make friends with trolls, especially those who try to pass as a pupil of higher intelligence when he clearly is incapable of being so."
Him: ""pupil of higher intelligence" I don't know what this means, but I really do want to make up. I'm sorry if I sanded up your v****a. I really want to join the fun. Don't leave me. Don't exclude me. I don't want to be the brown on the rainbow flag. I want to be the bright Azure. Help me, help me achieve my dream."
Some how... I feel as though I'm an idiot magnet... when it comes to the Internet at least... =_=
