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Re: The Sad Cunts with No Life Thread

PostPosted: Fri Jun 14, 2019 10:26 pm
by Voice From Limbo
I prefer Mark Twain's choice -- brickbats at 400 paces.

Re: The Sad Cunts with No Life Thread

PostPosted: Fri Jun 14, 2019 10:37 pm
by The Friars of Medmenham.
You seem to be the sort of fellow who would appreciate something a little outré. I could introduce you to Dashwood; he hosts meetings of like minded gentlemen.

Re: The Sad Cunts with No Life Thread

PostPosted: Fri Jun 14, 2019 10:56 pm
by General Paranoia
The Friars of Medmenham. wrote:You seem to be the sort of fellow who would appreciate something a little outré. I could introduce you to Dashwood; he hosts meetings of like minded gentlemen.

I'm sure dogging in Buckinghamshire will be nothing new to him

Re: The Sad Cunts with No Life Thread

PostPosted: Fri Jun 14, 2019 11:17 pm
by Khusrau
A duel to the death wrote:
LimeyCunt wrote:
heaps of bodies wrote:
Satisfaction on the Heath wrote:I say sir! Satisfaction on Hampstead Heath?
Are you challenging me to a duel or inviting me for a quickie in the bushes?


to be fair, for JJ the two pleasures don;t have to me mutually exclusive. You can shoot him in the chest, then bugger his dying body while he is still horny looking at your antique dueling pistol set. He will be one happy twat.


Yep, that’ll do nicely. Shall we say Sunday morning?


You sir, are clearly not a gentleman. On Sunday morning I shall be attending church on my Sussex estate and praying that you see the error of your ways before you find yourself condemned to eternal damnation.

However, Monday morning will be agreeable. As the challenged party, I claim choice of weapons; my choice is buckets of custard thrown at each other while floating above Hampstead Heath in the baskets of hot air balloons.


Did you miss the bit where it said 'duel to the death'? unless you're going to sit on the fucker in the bath under a layer of custard, there's not much lethal about hot air balloons over Hampstead (though I live in hope one of them will crash land and set fire to several bijou residences..)

Re: The Sad Cunts with No Life Thread

PostPosted: Sat Jun 15, 2019 1:34 am
by kyotebue2
Congratulations William Armintrout you have turned TNP into the right-wing shithole you always wanted it to be. Take a bow!!!

Re: The Sad Cunts with No Life Thread

PostPosted: Sat Jun 15, 2019 1:38 am
by Quaker Bill
kyotebue2 wrote:Congratulations William Armintrout you have turned TNP into the right-wing shithole you always wanted it to be. Take a bow!!!

I'm tempted to write that tmp couldn't get worse but the Talented Mr Bill has proven me wrong on this account many times before.

Re: The Sad Cunts with No Life Thread

PostPosted: Sat Jun 15, 2019 1:46 am
by Guest
kyotebue2 wrote:Congratulations William Armintrout you have turned TNP into the right-wing shithole you always wanted it to be. Take a bow!!!

What brought that on, something new?
If it’s new, a link would be nice.

Re: The Sad Cunts with No Life Thread

PostPosted: Sat Jun 15, 2019 2:58 am
by Guest
Voice From Limbo wrote:The question is, why hasn't SBminis been DH'd for "politics"? Someone will eventually bring this up; Bill will give his usual "Nobody complained" response. And why did nobody complain?

Oh,right -- TNP.


And usual knuckle draggers (Stony, Thresher, etc) chime in. And nobody complains 'cuz nobody with a functional frontal lobe is left... All banned, left in disgust, etc. And anyone left to complain will get slapped down by the fat cunt himself...

TNP... Bastion of the hard-core alt-right, failed, fat, old white farts....

Re: The Sad Cunts with No Life Thread

PostPosted: Sat Jun 15, 2019 3:14 am
by kyotebue2
TNP is finally starting to be just what William Armintrout wanted.

Re: The Sad Cunts with No Life Thread

PostPosted: Sat Jun 15, 2019 3:21 am
by Guest
kyotebue2 wrote:TNP is finally starting to be just what William Armintrout wanted.

Are you just too fucking lazy to provide a link, or do you simply not know how?
Oh, right. Fuck Trump, fuck the GOP and so on blah blah blah.