obsession...

[Que]

Moby Dickless has sent me down memory lane more than once with necro-post resurrections. I can't think of a time when the resurrected post didn't have the opposite effect that he intended. Sometimes I got little notes and messages about the post from people that I didn't know when I posted it originally and I always had a little swell of Pride because most of those posts were when I used the laptop and had the benefit of Firefox spellcheck's squiggly little red lines versus the very slow and temperamental LukCzech that I currently use.

Your "friend" was before my time, but I can think of only one person that has the Google-foo chops to dredge like that, but Lance is, sadly gone. Second best with tabs, bookmarks, and scrawled notes are three equally talented archivists: RobbedDownSouth, Nipples, and VonDismal. VonDismal gets my vote for hashy's tipster because he's trying to curry favor and of course he spent a decade and a half never posting but paying attention to all the internecine warfare on the board and by marvelous coincidence happens to have the exact same enemies list shared by Rob and Nipples.

Did you embarrass the easilly offended odious one at some point? Fail to rally to his "side" with requisite enthusism?

 

[cleaver]

So what's the story with cleaver?

He made the most atrociously smug and misogynistic comments that I ever read on this site.

the ignore button thingy is all yours.
every poor sot here gets one.

laurelmanu has a pm box or two.
they do the master froggin.

i'm worried about you, beew...
it's not white knighting, really...
it's more all nighting


get some beauty sleep...
a lot of it.

 

[beew]

I don't give a rat's ass. Banned, lost alliances, whatever.

And mine is not an overreaction.

It's not the first time I've heard a similar rhetoric -bits and pieces- from you.

First time you doubt yourself and feel ashamed, second time you wonder about your social skills how you might have given the wrong impression, third time's a charm.

And it wasn't all just about me either. I never heard such atrocious misogynistic comments, as you continued to make about the other women.
What was even worse: the smug superiority with which you were holding on to them and explaining them to us.

 

[cleaver]

I don't give a rat's ass. Banned, lost alliances, whatever.

And mine is not an overreaction.

It's not the first time I've heard a similar rhetoric -bits and pieces- from you.

First time you doubt yourself and feel ashamed, second time you wonder about your social skills how you might have given the wrong impression, third time's a charm.

And it wasn't all just about me either. I never heard such atrocious misogynistic comments, as you continued to make about the other women.
What was even worse: the smug superiority with which you were holding on to them and explaining them to us.

suit yourself.
i'll watch...
think of me as a "neilson family"
why would i deny myself access to such... material?

i might

*chuckle*

from time to time....

you think i should ask you your permission?

 

[beew]

.. . .

any number of images were loosed into the wild here:
and captured
think of it
like a random slide show

at
some e-trailer park

runned by your stupid cousins.
so... ?

come on....
really ?
there has been a lot of fun stuff here....
remember this one?
*IMG*
the backstories?
the drama?
the....
well.

this one was an unqualified
bag-o-look-at-me-fun....
drama with a capital 'me"
*IMG*
saw this on some long lost drive...
like watching an old star trek ep.

there is a long history of the "right click" here
cock move.

why?
regret?
or because... as always was
once loosed
no longer in your control?

this isn't a playground.
and this thread isn't a threat - of any damned sort.

attention then? is ok?
but only the attention you want?

i do not begin to decipher the "why" anyone posts a pic.

but that they are posted
leaves them opened (and always) available for any adonis or venus...
or joe, judy or mouthbreathing bubba
to make response.
.

damned near everything posted here is a stupid idea, you twit.
it potentially carries consequence.

either accept that and carry on...
deny it and cry to mommy for a white wash and a do-over
or stop posting/publishing these... 'stupid ideas'

was it stupid for x to post/publish pics?
i make no such judgement.
they judged it appropriate to do so.

am i the only one who will admit to saving a few?
and really, who gives a fuck?

laurel!
laurel!
somebody made a copy of what somebody freely posted!

ok....
new rule:

woman who post pics here cannot possibly understand the consequence of their doing so...
because... female.

you do better for hating this thread because you think me a scumbag.

and... in context,
your responses here
all have that fishy reek
of posts that start:

"...as a woman, i..."

look.
i don't give a rat's ass if the person who writes you
is in reality my uncle fred...

still,
the girl card - as some qualifier - on posting intent
is... truly - to its core - misogynistic

 

[Que]

That's funny. Dishrag, in a thread labeled obsession vows scorched earth and fantasizes it enjoys "alliances." Dishrag. Alliances. Lol.

 

[Que]

"you wonder about your social skills how you might have given the wrong impression"

You think?

I am literally coughing because I laughed so hard. I don't mean Spider-Man literally, I mean literally literally.

Can't

Breathe. . .

 

[Fuckette]

Drowned

Ring Rung Ring​

 

[silver gurl]

That's funny. Dishrag, in a thread labeled obsession vows scorched earth and fantasizes it enjoys "alliances." Dishrag. Alliances. Lol.

Isn't she your ex-wife???

 

[Que]

Isn't she your ex-wife???

I assume that you are joking. I assume everyone with an IQ over 85 who has been here more than a week, clearly understands that nothing Luk or Rob say about themselves or others can be taken at face value.

Dishrag even if she were not a clinically disturbed individual has none of the qualities I would insist on for the mother of my children. In my view that is more than half the point of getting married at all, these days. She is everything dishrag is not, never was, and is incapable of being.

There is a very good reason I have happy, healthy, productive, beautiful children. Their father has exquisite taste in women. At 50, you might not quite as easily see how far my reach exceeded my grasp, but look back 30 years, and I did far better than most of these losers could ever hope for. Talk to her for ten minutes on any subject, and your entire perception of me ,whatever that is now would shift.

A dozen years ago I was a fairly new equipment operator in the mine. I had talent, knew it, and wasn't taking shit from anyone about my abilities. (Within a year I was the #1 top-rated operator on my equipment (out of 650) in the biggest mine in north america.) In exactly the tone you hear from insecure losers like Rob, Cowslinger, or Luk, I was getting derogatory comments from my modest coterie of detractors. She stopped by for a visit to "man camp" three hots and a cot, deluxe. The place was mostly cleared out. The few that, like myself, hadn't gone out of town so we could work overtime remained. She's vocal, I covered her mouth as we christened my room. Thin walls. People had an eye out to see who emerged. There was polite conversation as she ate in the dining hall. The next day somebody opened his mouth about me and made some sort of demeaning crack, and somebody looked at him and said, "Oh yeah, have you seen the guys fuckin' wife?"

That kind of girl.

I would imagine she commands a room the same these days, just not in stripper heels and a pencil skirt.

 

[beew]

 

[Saint Peter]

!!!

 

[beew]

Drowned

Ring Rung Ring​

And the liar keeps going on and on and on.
Tell me if you understand anything from his drivel
other than that
a. he lost his marbles
b. he's a pictures stalker and creepy afk

if indeed there is an audience for that,
the word will spread amongst said musicians and...
more quality podcasts for you
(and your freshly minted ilk)

selfies - i assume, in this naughty little sand box,
are published here
for a 'purpose' as well.

the only risk to one's anonymity/privacy here,
(if one's anonymity is an issue of personal concern)
is in how much truth one imbues
into their screen name/avatar...

that's not a threat.
it is the more than self evident truth.

it's on the candy bar's wrapper.

so:
avatar x posts a pic - purported to be a selfie.
we either ascribe that to be true - to the avatar
or not.

avatar x, over time and "self exposure",
through words, responses, sub-channel communication and perhaps more pics,
adds flesh to what
we either ascribe to be true - to the avatar
or not.

avatar x builds a character based entirely on
how and in what manner they choose
in creating it.

we assume - in a giant leap of cultivated "faith"
that the avatar is the writer.
further,
we ascribe to these avatars
an entire, if never quite clear, set of 'ethical' rights...
and then...
struggle to apply them, subjectively....
by some torch-lit meeting show of hands.

it is only through self exposure that any avatar
might lead to some outside "personal" exposure.

i am cleaver.
what's written here is cleaver.
who writes cleaver is not cleaver.
cleaver is a screen name/avatar.

this, for example... is brinnie:

h://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2074474& [B][SIZE="5"]POSTER's IMAGE DELETED BY MYSELF[/SIZE] [/B] =1562174590

for a torrid few months
in the way back when,
this little minx tore up these boards
with an antifa fury of
color, disruption, slaying of sacred cows
and exposure...

she posted - and god knows why i didn't right-click them,
a series of outlandish selfies
that left little to hide
and to a great extent - upped the game for other writers
and selfie posters...

brinnie too, was drama...
kicked up a shit storm.
took no prisoners.
took no avatar friends when she ran off.
brinnie was kind of a cunt;
an interesting cunt,
but a cunt.

the writer who writes cleaver,
who wrote for another
in the way back when,
responded to a brinnie,
conversed with a brinnie,
may have even.... communed with an image of brinnie or two...
(ahhhh remember... as it is written here does not necessarily make anything so...)
but... "in faith" ascribe away...

i did not ask brinnie if i could repost her right clicked av.
brinnie only exists here in what brinnie may have published here.

i don't think a single self-righteous soul here
would muster the stones
to go out on a limb to "protect"
a "brinnie"
from say....

an avatar calling itself cleaver -
if it were to openly solicit any of the racier offerings
self-published - and hopefully then right clicked by some one -
of this slinky little phantom
from the way back when.

so, unabashedly... i'm askin...

 

[cowslinger64]

I assume that you are joking. I assume everyone with an IQ over 85 who has been here more than a week, clearly understands that nothing Luk or Rob say about themselves or others can be taken at face value.

Dishrag even if she were not a clinically disturbed individual has none of the qualities I would insist on for the mother of my children. In my view that is more than half the point of getting married at all, these days. She is everything dishrag is not, never was, and is incapable of being.

There is a very good reason I have happy, healthy, productive, beautiful children. Their father has exquisite taste in women. At 50, you might not quite as easily see how far my reach exceeded my grasp, but look back 30 years, and I did far better than most of these losers could ever hope for. Talk to her for ten minutes on any subject, and your entire perception of me ,whatever that is now would shift.

A dozen years ago I was a fairly new equipment operator in the mine. I had talent, knew it, and wasn't taking shit from anyone about my abilities. (Within a year I was the #1 top-rated operator on my equipment (out of 650) in the biggest mine in north america.) In exactly the tone you hear from insecure losers like Rob, Cowslinger, or Luk, I was getting derogatory comments from my modest coterie of detractors. She stopped by for a visit to "man camp" three hots and a cot, deluxe. The place was mostly cleared out. The few that, like myself, hadn't gone out of town so we could work overtime remained. She's vocal, I covered her mouth as we christened my room. Thin walls. People had an eye out to see who emerged. There was polite conversation as she ate in the dining hall. The next day somebody opened his mouth about me and made some sort of demeaning crack, and somebody looked at him and said, "Oh yeah, have you seen the guys fuckin' wife?"

That kind of girl.

I would imagine she commands a room the same these days, just not in stripper heels and a pencil skirt.

You're full of shit.. Totally.

I'm not in the least bit insecure. My experience is real, yours is a lack of sleep delusion.

Stick to driving and living off the state...