RobDownSouth, Cancer, and Death (the conclusion)

[Karen Kraft]

Originally Posted by RobDownSouth View Post
I've never complained to anyone at Facebook about you. I have complained to Laurel when you posted pictures of my kids here that you got from Facebook.

If you don't believe Karen is a Facebook stalker, consider this:

I have a distant relative with whom I am friends with on Facebook. Because she is considerably younger than I am, Karen assumed she was my daughter. This relative was in an accident a few years back and her arm was amputated.

Take a look at the interactions Karen has had with me for the past 6 months here on Lit...Karen delights in posting my amputee relative's Facebook status in my threads here, just to show me she's stalking my "daughter", and making comments about her.

That's why I call her a stalker.

1. I never posted pictures of your kids. I joked about "Robbie" not knowing whether you had any kids or not. Now it seems you do have a kid and, from what you are now saying, its name is Robbie. Oh well. Not my fault.

2. I know nothing of your distant relative who was in a car accident. Not knowing of her, I hardly know of her alleged Facebook page.

3. I took issue with your constant CONSTANT threads and posts delighting in the death, from complications associated with breast cancer, of my twin. My comment to you is that it was just as funny as your daughter / whatever-she-is, losing her hand to melanoma or whatever it was ... seems to me the story was about cancer, not about a [car?] accident. In any event, it is typical of dickless assholes like you who enjoy taunting someone about the death of her twin yet takes great umbrage when any comment is sent back your way. Go check back and see how many times you told me to go cut off my boobs. Go ahead, smegma-breath. We'll wait right here.

 

[Karen Kraft]

What's the matter, Throb?

Cat's ass got your tongue again?

 

[Luk]

No love.

 

[hogjack]

Go check back and see how many times you told me to go cut off my boobs.

So far you've been asked to tweak a nipple 18 times but - to my knowledge - have not complied.

 

[unregistered]

 

[Karen Kraft]

So far you've been asked to tweak a nipple 18 times but - to my knowledge - have not complied.

You never asked nicely.

What's the magic word?

 

[LJ_Reloaded]

1. I never posted pictures of your kids. I joked about "Robbie" not knowing whether you had any kids or not. Now it seems you do have a kid and, from what you are now saying, its name is Robbie. Oh well. Not my fault.

2. I know nothing of your distant relative who was in a car accident. Not knowing of her, I hardly know of her alleged Facebook page.

3. I took issue with your constant CONSTANT threads and posts delighting in the death, from complications associated with breast cancer, of my twin. My comment to you is that it was just as funny as your daughter / whatever-she-is, losing her hand to melanoma or whatever it was ... seems to me the story was about cancer, not about a [car?] accident. In any event, it is typical of dickless assholes like you who enjoy taunting someone about the death of her twin yet takes great umbrage when any comment is sent back your way. Go check back and see how many times you told me to go cut off my boobs. Go ahead, smegma-breath. We'll wait right here.

Jeez, he really reached Tokyo when he purple nurpled you, huh?

 

[Karen Kraft]

Amusing how Throb runs and hides when confronted with the truth.

 

[Beco]

1. I never posted pictures of your kids. I joked about "Robbie" not knowing whether you had any kids or not. Now it seems you do have a kid and, from what you are now saying, its name is Robbie. Oh well. Not my fault.

2. I know nothing of your distant relative who was in a car accident. Not knowing of her, I hardly know of her alleged Facebook page.

3. I took issue with your constant CONSTANT threads and posts delighting in the death, from complications associated with breast cancer, of my twin. My comment to you is that it was just as funny as your daughter / whatever-she-is, losing her hand to melanoma or whatever it was ... seems to me the story was about cancer, not about a [car?] accident. In any event, it is typical of dickless assholes like you who enjoy taunting someone about the death of her twin yet takes great umbrage when any comment is sent back your way. Go check back and see how many times you told me to go cut off my boobs. Go ahead, smegma-breath. We'll wait right here.

They don't call him SlobDownSouth, for nuttin......

 

[RobDownSouth]

An ugly girl's ultimate revenge fantasy....

Karen, karen, karen, you've been trolling for sympathy since you arrived here (remember your "gang rape"?).

You never had a "twin sister" who died of breast cancer. You played that hand poorly.

You've been claiming that imaginary "dead twin" since you arrived here when you were 18.

There are 3 primary factors that determine whether or not you'll get breast cancer. Let's look at them:

1. AGE - The older you are the more likely you are to get breast cancer. Breast cancer in women under 20 is so rare that most cancer organizations list the odds of occurrance at 0.0%. That's not a misprint. Yet you'd have us believe that your poor dead "twin sister" is the one in a hundred million statistical oddity.
   
2. WEIGHT - The more you weigh, the more likely you are to get breast cancer. The more athletic you are, the less likely the odds to get breast cancer. You're not fat, and you've lamented on here several times that your imaginary "twin sister" was "prettier" and "more athletic...a cheerleader" than lil old bookworm you. So based on your own words, weight was a non-factor as well.
   
3. GENETICS - Here's a possible culprit. People with extraordinarily bad luck with genetics can get breast cancer. Unfortunately, you're still alive. You're asking us to believe that a person who suffered from such incredibly rancid DNA that she died at age 18 had a sibling that shared the womb with her, a symptom-free sibling still alive 8 years later. Gosh, what are the odds of THAT?

Your carefully Krafted (pun intended) fiction would have us believe that your imaginary "dead twin" was an trim and athletic cheerleader, who somehow managed to compete in cheering despite being one of those one-in-a-hundred-million statistical freaks who not only developed breast cancer in high school, but despite the extensive resources of the Kraft empire still managed to succumb to this cancer, again while still in high school.

Not only that, her brave, long suffering twin carried the torch for her memory, and eight plus years later, despite sharing the exact same rancid DNA that felled her "dead twin", remains alive and symptom-free to tell the tale.

It's a good story, but it's complete fiction. It's an ugly girl's fantasy world, revenge fantasy for not being popular in high school. This is likely the overwrought plot of the screenplay you've been writing. Title it "What Are The Odds? Over One Hundred Million to One!"

In your revised edition, why not have your "imaginary sister" pass away in a plane crash while travelling to the Mayo clinic for last-ditch breast cancer treatments....perhaps a polar bear in the cargo hold got free and gnawed through the cables controlling the ailerons and rudder, causing the crash.

(That'd be marginally more believable)

 

[LJ_Reloaded]

Karen, karen, karen, you've been trolling for sympathy since you arrived here (remember your "gang rape"?).

You never had a "twin sister" who died of breast cancer. You played that hand poorly.

You've been claiming that imaginary "dead twin" since you arrived here when you were 18.

There are 3 primary factors that determine whether or not you'll get breast cancer. Let's look at them:

1. AGE - The older you are the more likely you are to get breast cancer. Breast cancer in women under 20 is so rare that most cancer organizations list the odds of occurrance at 0.0%. That's not a misprint. Yet you'd have us believe that your poor dead "twin sister" is the one in a hundred million statistical oddity.
   
2. WEIGHT - The more you weigh, the more likely you are to get breast cancer. The more athletic you are, the less likely the odds to get breast cancer. You're not fat, and you've lamented on here several times that your imaginary "twin sister" was "prettier" and "more athletic...a cheerleader" than lil old bookworm you. So based on your own words, weight was a non-factor as well.
   
3. GENETICS - Here's a possible culprit. People with extraordinarily bad luck with genetics can get breast cancer. Unfortunately, you're still alive. You're asking us to believe that a person who suffered from such incredibly rancid DNA that she died at age 18 had a sibling that shared the womb with her, a symptom-free sibling still alive 8 years later. Gosh, what are the odds of THAT?

Your carefully Krafted (pun intended) fiction would have us believe that your imaginary "dead twin" was an trim and athletic cheerleader, who somehow managed to compete in cheering despite being one of those one-in-a-hundred-million statistical freaks who not only developed breast cancer in high school, but despite the extensive resources of the Kraft empire still managed to succumb to this cancer, again while still in high school.

Not only that, her brave, long suffering twin carried the torch for her memory, and eight plus years later, despite sharing the exact same rancid DNA that felled her "dead twin", remains alive and symptom-free to tell the tale.

It's a good story, but it's complete fiction. It's an ugly girl's fantasy world, revenge fantasy for not being popular in high school. This is likely the overwrought plot of the screenplay you've been writing. Title it "What Are The Odds? Over One Hundred Million to One!"

In your revised edition, why not have your "imaginary sister" pass away in a plane crash while travelling to the Mayo clinic for last-ditch breast cancer treatments....perhaps a polar bear in the cargo hold got free and gnawed through the cables controlling the ailerons and rudder, causing the crash.

(That'd be marginally more believable)

LOL! You dialed Tokyo again!
Get me some anime while you're on the radio with 'em, will ya?

 

[Beco]

This thread had so much potential.....

 

[hogjack]

Even necrophiliacs who would normally get excited by just the thought of a dead twin are - instead - disgusted.

 

[Sonny Limatina]

Even necrophiliacs who would normally get excited by just the thought of a dead twin are - instead - disgusted.

On the plus side, I don't think it counts as pedophelia if they're dead.

 

[Karen Kraft]

LOL! You dialed Tokyo again!
Get me some anime while you're on the radio with 'em, will ya?

I see you quoted RubdownSow for us (otherwise I couldn't see what it wrote). Thank you.
I will forward Throb's misogynistic analysis to our Mom.
I'm sure she will be relieved.


So I'm a fat non-athletic person, eh Throb?

Oh yeah! That's right: you were the only person on here who didn't manage to see my video on gay marriage, fried chicken and watermelon, and the Mexican swine flu. Remember? I mentioned Chey, DCL, and LadyF.? No? Were you in detox that month? No, you were busy operating the family jigsaw.

You know, the more you lie, the more I tend to think that maybe you really did saw off your daughter's hand. Now, that's something actually worth lying about, right? Is that why she moved out of state and tells her friends that her dad died fighting for Chavez? Yes? No? LOL

Caveat: just as I don't have any information confirming that Throb has a son, I am also 100% uninformed as to any alleged daughters he may or may not have. Indeed, I can't imagine him "fathering" anything except a young man's severe case of diarrhea.

 

[Dixon Carter Lee]

Now that I've gotten a few more people to put you on Iggy I'm ready to limbo you again myself. Bye, twat.

 

[Karen Kraft]

Utter horseshit. I had nothing to do with your facebook account getting banned.

What I suspect happened is that you treated the terms of service at Facebook just like you treat the terms of service here at Literotica.com, i.e. "advisory in nature", and you were subsequently banned for violations.

But since you're the sort of person who refuses to accept responsibility for his/her actions, you had to blame someone, and I happened to be convenient.
Maybe Mr. Kraft is just pissed because everyone found out about his penis.

This sort of sums up your entire, lying, misogynistic, worthless existence here and, more generally, on the planet.

Penis? Let's pretend that nobody here saw my video. (you are the only one who claims that I never posted that video). Funny thing, Mrs. Lying Sack of Shit. Ask anybody here: you are nothing but a disgusting receptacle for our collective contempt.

Actually, all your hyperventilating obsession with penises makes me think you have a crush on me and you are sad that I don't have a penis -- since little boy penises drive your nuts.

 

[Karen Kraft]

Now that I've gotten a few more people to put you on Iggy I'm ready to limbo you again myself. Bye, twat.

That gives you additional Mitzvah points with your Pro-Terrorist Party friends, right?

LOL

Remember when you used to be funny? And sane?

*shrugs*

Bye.

 

[RobDownSouth]

This sort of sums up your entire, lying, misogynistic, worthless existence here and, more generally, on the planet.

Penis? Let's pretend that nobody here saw my video. (you are the only one who claims that I never posted that video). Funny thing, Mrs. Lying Sack of Shit. Ask anybody here: you are nothing but a disgusting receptacle for our collective contempt.

Actually, all your hyperventilating obsession with penises makes me think you have a crush on me and you are sad that I don't have a penis -- since little boy penises drive your nuts.

Still trying to wring every last ounce of drama out of this thread, I see.

I suspect Dixon is right. Life is much better without having to read your babble, whether about your imaginary "dead twin" or anything else. Welcome to ffvb ignore, population: you.

Bye!

 

[Sonny Limatina]

I see you quoted RubdownSow for us (otherwise I couldn't see what it wrote). Thank you.
I will forward Throb's misogynistic analysis to our Mom.
I'm sure she will be relieved.

Dad was fine with his daughter dying?

 

[Guest]

http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg226/dixonclee/lennyXmas.gif
this one embarrassed even you?

http://www.faqs.org/photo-dict/photofiles/list/1279/1775dumbbell.jpg​

 

[miles]

Rob is a sick fuck, and everyone knows it. Why does anyone even bother talking to him like he's human?

 

[Karen Kraft]

Rob is a sick fuck, and everyone knows it. Why does anyone even bother talking to him like he's human?

They want to know what he did with the hand.

 

[Cheyenne]

Karen, karen, karen, you've been trolling for sympathy since you arrived here (remember your "gang rape"?).

You never had a "twin sister" who died of breast cancer. You played that hand poorly.

You've been claiming that imaginary "dead twin" since you arrived here when you were 18.

There are 3 primary factors that determine whether or not you'll get breast cancer. Let's look at them:

1. AGE - The older you are the more likely you are to get breast cancer. Breast cancer in women under 20 is so rare that most cancer organizations list the odds of occurrance at 0.0%. That's not a misprint. Yet you'd have us believe that your poor dead "twin sister" is the one in a hundred million statistical oddity.
   
2. WEIGHT - The more you weigh, the more likely you are to get breast cancer. The more athletic you are, the less likely the odds to get breast cancer. You're not fat, and you've lamented on here several times that your imaginary "twin sister" was "prettier" and "more athletic...a cheerleader" than lil old bookworm you. So based on your own words, weight was a non-factor as well.
   
3. GENETICS - Here's a possible culprit. People with extraordinarily bad luck with genetics can get breast cancer. Unfortunately, you're still alive. You're asking us to believe that a person who suffered from such incredibly rancid DNA that she died at age 18 had a sibling that shared the womb with her, a symptom-free sibling still alive 8 years later. Gosh, what are the odds of THAT?

Your carefully Krafted (pun intended) fiction would have us believe that your imaginary "dead twin" was an trim and athletic cheerleader, who somehow managed to compete in cheering despite being one of those one-in-a-hundred-million statistical freaks who not only developed breast cancer in high school, but despite the extensive resources of the Kraft empire still managed to succumb to this cancer, again while still in high school.

Not only that, her brave, long suffering twin carried the torch for her memory, and eight plus years later, despite sharing the exact same rancid DNA that felled her "dead twin", remains alive and symptom-free to tell the tale.

It's a good story, but it's complete fiction. It's an ugly girl's fantasy world, revenge fantasy for not being popular in high school. This is likely the overwrought plot of the screenplay you've been writing. Title it "What Are The Odds? Over One Hundred Million to One!"

In your revised edition, why not have your "imaginary sister" pass away in a plane crash while travelling to the Mayo clinic for last-ditch breast cancer treatments....perhaps a polar bear in the cargo hold got free and gnawed through the cables controlling the ailerons and rudder, causing the crash.

(That'd be marginally more believable)

I wonder if Ken's explanation will extend to talking about his dead twin?

 

[RobDownSouth]

So I'm a fat non-athletic person, eh Throb?

*chuckle*