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    #16
    number one rule: you can never have sex with someone on a flame board. BIG NO NO! Sex equals death, okay?

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      #17
      Dumb rule in my opinion. The only flaming forum I was ever at had a number of real world relationships running between the flamers. Sex was involved. And I never heard of anyone having the kinds of fallout we've seen in recent years at pretend flame sites like Sperging Gonadz, The Retard Farm or Bawl-Bawl.

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        #18
        I did find it odd that after they found the BH archives and "studied" them in their own words they suddenly wanted a flame match with two iconic Flamers.

        I'm still getting a chuckle out that until this day and find how once that info was leaked you don't hear a peep out of a callout any longer.

        Not going to lie, it would have been fantastic rereading Ringpiece with the names changed and only the names (shrugs)
        RIP King Martini 2006/2020

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          #19
          Certain people moved heaven and earth to drag up everything that urban legend claimed was my kryptonite. This "kryptonite" included Rotwang and yourself for a while by the way. Worked out so well, don't you think? Don't laugh too hard, it might well have done, but only if I was of the same mindset they are.


          First mistake of any argument (and a lot of people make it) is to allow yourself to have it dictated to you what you must be frightened of. The Catholic Church has been employing that gambit successfully for centuries, I was made aware of the practice fairly early on in the piece. The realization I am not in fact fearful of something it is assumed unquestioningly by others to be a source of fear also presumes that somebody has to be fearful of it... and if not me, then logically it's someone else... usually the person who is assuming the sale of that fear where I am concerned before I've even been aware it was something I or anyone should be soiling their underwear over it.


          And when that someone has to resort to something like the Bawl-Bawl archives of all places, that tells me their best efforts have come up short and they know it. It only took them three or four years to work it out, so I guess they aren't completely hopeless. Maybe they'll be a little quicker on the uptake where their efforts in Bawl-Bawl are concerned.


          Here's the stupid thing - if Bawl-Bawl held any secrets about wiping me out or bringing me to heel, would it not be reasonable to expect that I might have split the scene as fast as AW did when she was revealed to be an avalanche of fatty human flesh with a dunnybrush hairdo? And I'm still here, doing my thing while these utter mongs are devoting their time to obsessively researching the back story of someone who cannot be bothered to even look at their site, far less contribute to it. Mind you, if Deadenzo is wilfully crossposting my content to their site, I suppose I could give them a free pass for getting so bent out of shape that I'm still out here posting and all, but even a complete and utter spoon could tell them they'd exercise more direct control over my content appearing where they are forced to browse it by simply banning the member of the group that engineered their site owner's abiding discomfort in the first place. That level of smarts seems to elude them and I'm certainly not about to register at that shithole for the purposes of telling them that to their face, nor am I going to use Freud as my go-fer to those ends either. I'd have to give more than zero fucks about their site and its owner first.


          There's only a limited amount of things Bawl-Bawl can tell them about me and it's stuff they should have already worked out for themselves. Such as "how to fuck up the running of a site so egregiously that I would willingly spend my time at other sites instead" and "okay, cun`Ty has left the building, but he's still having fun and why is every attempt we make not putting a dent in it?" Perhaps the one key thing Bawl-Bawl could teach them as an object example happens to be the one thing they refuse point blank to learn; namely when to leave well enough alone. Too busy self sabotaging their own thrill to crowbar that kind of home truth into their craniums.


          And they very much are self sabotaging their thrill when, presented with a person who is more than happy to stay the fuck out of their petty hate hideyhole so they can get on with the business of enjoying themselves, they instead resort to copypasta of content they cannot bear to see the author delivering in person... and cry bitterly about it over multiple threads. Bunch of hopeless, masochistic wankers, no wonder they're entertaining notions of being quarantined with people, going forward it's probably about the closest they'll ever get to getting laid.

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            #20
            I get tired of the tall claims of superiority between sites of now and yore, and those in and not in them... to be honest...

            ...things change, things are remembered differently by two posters posting at each other back in the day...

            ...most have it second hand. They weren't even there...in the moment.... even within a decade of the moment...

            ...I roll my virtual eyes any time someone suggests I was something back in the day that I'm absolutely not now...

            ...I am and I'm not simultaneously...

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              #21
              You did largely adapt your posting style. Finding yourself among the Twitter weeds I'd suppose it was natural you would eschew the longer form posts I recall you hoiking up without a secong thought. A good example would be any one of the posts we leveled at each other during the pre-porn-portal days of BH when the entire regs room were moved to crypt like silence at the prospect of their flame world being atomized under the scrollbombs of pure vitriol you and I were lobbing back and forth at each other for shits and giggles.


              Turn something like that out hese day's you'd probably earn a crossposting of it to a foreign site with a post script of "tl;dr" appended to it. Or a "BOOM" or something similar. Roll your virtual eyes at the assertion if you must, but that's more or less all the room your creative writing skills in the conglomeration of Katiekong's most domestically battered and emotionally crippled. I know that; it's why so little of what I write out here on the boards can be considered flaming in its truest sense.


              I did have occasion yo drop some of it over in Agni last night. A small conglomeration of gutter trolls hit a place I was hanging out at and started doing what trolls do. I had those fuckers running in under five minutes, a minute later I get a DM from a mutual acquaintance telling me how rude and mean I was, I shut that down pretty quick smart too.Going over the logs of what was done and said in the name of "trolling" and I already have my next conversation loaded and ready to fire. I doubt it will be needed though; between what happened in local and in DM, I leveled those imbeciles with solid whacks of logic, liberally sprinkled with the sorts of homoerotic hilarity that was the bread and butter of flaming long before Dicklips cheques to S|n|ster began bouncing like a troupe of HCcumbubbles at an all-u-can-root Fuckerware party.


              As you've noticed, I don't bother with that kind of crap out here these days and with good reason; few if any can stand toe to toe with a guy who can bump out a half dozen adjective laden paragraphs which in the end can be reduced to "you suck, you big fag".Times have changed. Your style changed, as did mine. I'm under no illusion that what I used to knock out with suck ease twenty years ago would require a level of commitment and attention to detail unwarranted in the face of there being so few left who could appreciate it, much less respond to it in kind.


              And I'm actually okay with that. Shit, I had my fun, it was quite the ride to go along with while it lasted. Martini there, he frequently entertains open calls for return to what he found glorious, you may secretly harbour a fond memories of a time where you could Johnny Appleseed your way through a site and stroll out the other side of its upended result with a big shiteating grin plastered across your face. My roots predate even that, going as they do back to a time before every shitwit and their dog were effectively prevented from gumming up the networks with their copypasta'd cringe, affording those with far more than two measly braincells to rub together a free rein to express themselves at length with the frames of reference that would get you brigaded off 99.9% of all messageboards today.


              And not once be mistaken for taking it seriously enough to wish grievous bodily harm on their opponents. Damn right I hold that community in higher regard, may it rest beneath the pieces of what followed it.

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                #22
                Originally posted by Brady Bunch Lawnmower Massacre View Post
                You did largely adapt your posting style. Finding yourself among the Twitter weeds I'd suppose it was natural you would eschew the longer form posts I recall you hoiking up without a secong thought. A good example would be any one of the posts we leveled at each other during the pre-porn-portal days of BH when the entire regs room were moved to crypt like silence at the prospect of their flame world being atomized under the scrollbombs of pure vitriol you and I were lobbing back and forth at each other for shits and giggles.


                Turn something like that out hese day's you'd probably earn a crossposting of it to a foreign site with a post script of "tl;dr" appended to it. Or a "BOOM" or something similar. Roll your virtual eyes at the assertion if you must, but that's more or less all the room your creative writing skills in the conglomeration of Katiekong's most domestically battered and emotionally crippled. I know that; it's why so little of what I write out here on the boards can be considered flaming in its truest sense.


                I did have occasion yo drop some of it over in Agni last night. A small conglomeration of gutter trolls hit a place I was hanging out at and started doing what trolls do. I had those fuckers running in under five minutes, a minute later I get a DM from a mutual acquaintance telling me how rude and mean I was, I shut that down pretty quick smart too.Going over the logs of what was done and said in the name of "trolling" and I already have my next conversation loaded and ready to fire. I doubt it will be needed though; between what happened in local and in DM, I leveled those imbeciles with solid whacks of logic, liberally sprinkled with the sorts of homoerotic hilarity that was the bread and butter of flaming long before Dicklips cheques to S|n|ster began bouncing like a troupe of HCcumbubbles at an all-u-can-root Fuckerware party.


                As you've noticed, I don't bother with that kind of crap out here these days and with good reason; few if any can stand toe to toe with a guy who can bump out a half dozen adjective laden paragraphs which in the end can be reduced to "you suck, you big fag".Times have changed. Your style changed, as did mine. I'm under no illusion that what I used to knock out with suck ease twenty years ago would require a level of commitment and attention to detail unwarranted in the face of there being so few left who could appreciate it, much less respond to it in kind.


                And I'm actually okay with that. Shit, I had my fun, it was quite the ride to go along with while it lasted. Martini there, he frequently entertains open calls for return to what he found glorious, you may secretly harbour a fond memories of a time where you could Johnny Appleseed your way through a site and stroll out the other side of its upended result with a big shiteating grin plastered across your face. My roots predate even that, going as they do back to a time before every shitwit and their dog were effectively prevented from gumming up the networks with their copypasta'd cringe, affording those with far more than two measly braincells to rub together a free rein to express themselves at length with the frames of reference that would get you brigaded off 99.9% of all messageboards today.


                And not once be mistaken for taking it seriously enough to wish grievous bodily harm on their opponents. Damn right I hold that community in higher regard, may it rest beneath the pieces of what followed it.
                That's where we always differed... you flame like a beast but throw aside the troll angles here or there to crush your opponents... while mindfully keeping some of those very tangents in reserve...

                ...I troll...and flame when I feel it's additionally necessary...


                ...we've come at it from different angles and yet enjoyed our time sparring or bouncing off each other...

                you're about the only one who has ever taxed my noggin in the heat of battle... required me to double or triple dip into life instances and creative lessons...

                ...and I'm all the better for it...


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                  #23
                  Be that as it may, I've still watched both our writing styles change. The kindest way of putting it is that in the absence of any sustained and varied challenges, our individual strengths were blunted over time. A perfectly natural thing to have happened, like bodybuilders not getting regular workouts, the strengths have atrophied over time. You don't need an overly sharp intellect to best a Cum Wrangler any more than you need a 15 pound fist to crush a mewling kitten.


                  Bound to happen eventually and by definition the skillsets we once put to such sterling use are no longer strictly needed. Yours and my styles benefited from the various different situations we were required to adapt them to, nowadays it's a wash/rinse/repeat of the easier Flametown playbook. You wouldn't expect to have your noggin taxed when utter nuffys are throwing the same material at you from a decade ago, you only need the presence of mind to remember how it played out and a willingness to engage in the reenactment of it.

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                    #24
                    Originally posted by Brady Bunch Lawnmower Massacre View Post
                    Be that as it may, I've still watched both our writing styles change. The kindest way of putting it is that in the absence of any sustained and varied challenges, our individual strengths were blunted over time. A perfectly natural thing to have happened, like bodybuilders not getting regular workouts, the strengths have atrophied over time. You don't need an overly sharp intellect to best a Cum Wrangler any more than you need a 15 pound fist to crush a mewling kitten.


                    Bound to happen eventually and by definition the skillsets we once put to such sterling use are no longer strictly needed. Yours and my styles benefited from the various different situations we were required to adapt them to, nowadays it's a wash/rinse/repeat of the easier Flametown playbook. You wouldn't expect to have your noggin taxed when utter nuffys are throwing the same material at you from a decade ago, you only need the presence of mind to remember how it played out and a willingness to engage in the reenactment of it.
                    That's why my particular preoccupation still goes on... as times change, people don't, and yet it's highly entertaining to see how people don't change one bit but bend over themselves to suggest that they're somehow different this time...


                    Take for instance this coronavirus stuff...

                    I saw that shit in my early teens year and season after season...

                    punch ups at petrol stations for milk, bread, and basic commodities.... nobody made a big deal of it back then... but a whole region... or even nation doing that shit? Show me where the popcorn is kept!

                    That's George Carlin Gold!

                    I get off watching people come unglued, as do you.... but we're different on it... these days....the least amount of words possible... lulz

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                      #25
                      you would assume with everyone stuck in their basement, that forums like sg and bf would see a dramatic increase in posts. even a few new members. but the exact opposite has happened. people have gone full on "turd rail the coven" the most active thread in the flame section of sg is "whatcha doing right now?" 33 pages followed by "the bull and the shit at FT" 19 pages. newest thread at sg "ohh the butthurt" which is benzo reposting another batch of ft threads. freud has music and recipe threads in nearly every sg sub forum. not one wrasslen thread. not one.

                      sg is relying on what is happening at the FT sorority/fraternity house for a good 75% of it's flame section posts. do you hear your ears ringing? they are talking about cunty, km and re posting content every day. they need to be charged a licensing fee and everyone at ft needs to be getting a monthly royalty check. is that to much to ask?

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                        #26
                        They'd be well and truly munted if we all stopped bothering to talk about them, now wouldn't they? Probably would have to start badgering Freud into reminding me they existed in email and/or over the phone again. Not that there's any guarantee that he would acquiesce to doing so... not after the last time he introduced it as a topic for discussion off the board.


                        I wonder how many years Muffcabbage is prepared to pay for a forum once everyone there has run out of things to talk about. BH continued paying to keep the doors open for two whole years during which time the aggregate total of non pornbot posts could be numbered in the double digits. Surely the Queen of Lametown can do no less.

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