Kurruptions Rants

WOW, ain't this a bitch, I leave and this place falls apart. I bet katie sat and played her fiddle, like she did when rome burned to the ground.

Well what happened people? I want answers, don' t blame the holidays, I swear anyone blames baby jesus and baby new year is going to get 5 across the eyes, whats my excuse, wouldn't you like to know *hint read the damn journals* I even stated I'd be gone for a while *hint once agian read the journals* I could understand GT, I mean my ol' lady has prohibited me from doing other things before *hint other women* But he's still been here, wijg, it better be that book *hint, hardcore sex scenes, trust me it'll sell* What about that damn stan *hint still waiting for the death jr, seriously* Whats more upsetting is the fact that the precious hey guys thread has not been taken care of, damn it people, I helped start that thread *hint, crystalus actually did* and it better be around long after I'm dead *hint, not for awhile* I'll forgive you people this time, next time I'm breaking legs like Kathy Bates in Misery.

I'm back, let the chaos ensue, let profanity reign. If someone told me before I left that when Id be gone mygamer it would fall apart, I'd say "come agian" then I'd laugh cause I said "come".

By the way, Spuds did you get that dancing elmo under your christmas tree? Damn adorable kid.
 
So it's like just about every six months this place completely dies and I'm stuck here with a couple of people, some have stuck for a while, some find better places. This seems to be one of those occasions. I'ts like the whole mygamer site goes into a deep state of hibernation, or simply decides to lock itself in it's room, tears of shame rolling due to the fact that mygamer can't get laid.

Well I've seen this hairy palmed bitch ass crying no luvin getting site mature from a little game site with a small but devoted following to a little game site with a small but disturbed following. I'd like to take some of the credit for mygamer becoming more disturbed, god knows wijg wouldn't of found true love if it wasn't for me, or maybe it's just lust, anyway now that this place is in hibernation agian, what will it take to bring it back?

Will simply rehashing old posts like the famous "dark mermaid leveling up" post ressurect this place, what about revamping old threads like katies Q of the day *where is that bitch anyways?* Maybe new material, such as wijg updating us on the whole book situation and lovelife, ah, but then what would his journal consist of?

What about less of kurruption and more thought provoking posting and threads, HA! I've been in and out for two or three months and I come back to find posts of Chuck Norris being god!

Sorry mygamer, but I plan on sticking around like herpes *See You in Hell MotherF*****S* So whatever it takes to bring this place back to greatness, I can care less, all I have to say, I rule the off topics, Recognize Bitches, Enjoy or Ignore my chaos, poor grammar and lack of thought provoking issues, Chuck Norris Can S**K My N**S and wijg, if I ever leave agian and I find my two children, the hey guys and kurruptions rants near extinction, I'm going to, well it's going to be as awkward as sex with a rhino who doesn't love you anymore.

Enjoy the one man show bitches, unless demi comes back and takes back her crown, the off topics are going to be my arkham asylum, katies the penguin by the way.
 
I might be new, but I think I understand where you're coming from. I can appreciate a good Chuck Norris joke, but I do prefer the deeper subjects.
 
ranting is not a gift that is given by god, pleasing women is. Ranting has to be mastered like a ninja masters how to swing his katana in such a way that when he severs his enemies arms off, no blood is shed. Ranting is something that you have to work at all your life, never sure where the end is, such as understanding women. Ranting, can be used for good or bad, but you can never be sure if it's the right time to open your mouth and say something, just like talking to women. Sure, rants can offend someone and make them feel inferior to everyone else, but so can women. The secret to ranting is if anybody tries to rant agianst you, just nod your head, like when a woman talks to you. It's near impossible to come up with the perfect rant, just like finding the perfect woman is impossible. The one thing though, each rant has it's place, and so do women *hint, the kitchen*
 
I don't really know, I'm thinking of following them around and filming it sorta like that whole grizzly man deal, hopefully I don't get killed and eaten by one.
 
Well as long as there are a few National Geographic scenes in there, I'm all for it. Yeah, you know what I'm talking about. Ahhhh, enjoy the fight.
 
Nice Brick Tamland impersonation there kurruption. As usual, you are polite and rarely late. So how is the weather in the Middle East?
 
I think Katie got lost in the kitchen. I mean the world is so big and scary outside of it. I think we just caught her in between pregnancies.
 
I have a rant, and I guess This is the best place to put it.

I work at a call center. All sorts of tech support stuff goes on here. All of it is done over the phone or on the computer. They have a dress code here too. Business casual. I have no problem wearing nicer clothes, but today I was told that I had to go home at lunch and change pants. The ones I'm wearing are black jeans, not dress pants. They fit, they look professional, my supervisor had no problem with them, but some other supervisor said something to him about it.

Dress pants do not fit me right. I'm a guy and I have a butt. I'm also 6'3". Jeans fit just fine. Dress pants pull a little tight and show my package to the world. Or they are so big at the waist that I look like one of those commercials where the dude has on pants that he wore when he was 300lbs.

I WORK IN A CALL CENTER!! No client or customer ever sees me. Ever. My legs are under my desk, and the only time someone sees them is when I'm coming in, leaving, or going to the bathroom.

I hate my job.
 
For the record I hate your job too, Darth. And whoever made you change your pants needs to reassess their priorities about the workplace. I also hate dressing up for work. I hate skirts, plus whenever I did wear one I found myself rummaging around under desks looking for random cords. And I also look silly in dress pants. And don't get me started about women's suits - no pockets! At least you don't have to wear pantyhose. That is torture.

I also hate kurruption, wijg, and meatloaf.
 
sorry kids, katie still acts like a kid in preschool. When she says she hates us, she really means she longs for wijg's warmth, she's hungry for meatloaf, and she lusts for kurruption. Why just the other day I was talking to wijg katie comes over, pulls our hair and runs away. I don't know why she feels she has to hide it, we catch her staring at us all the time, but it's her decision, and we should all learn to live with it.
 
Thanks for that translation kurruption. I was really confused there for a second about how I got dragged into this. Almost as confused as at the end of No Way Out. Katie, why can't you speak in clear, concise statements like kurruption? Damn, this is why I can't get with the ladies. I think I need a babelfish.

And bummer about work Darth. The supervisor's actions were pretty lame.
 
Since your maturity level is stuck in preschool, kurruption, you assume that everyone else's is too. That is not the case. I've at least made it to middle school. There when you say you hate someone you mean it.
 
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