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I posted this earlier on, in the hopes of meeting someone as described in the post. I don’t even want to meet someone, I just want to communicate with intelligent women. I seem to get along best with them, so why not? It’s still online if anyone wants to answer.
Then this happened:

If anyone has any idea what the hell just happened, I’d be grateful. Was I being trolled? Or is it just a regular, run-of-the-mill drive-by retardation? Or am I missing something? Am I the asshole? I honestly have no idea what’s going on in this conversation. Someone help me.

I posted this earlier on, in the hopes of meeting someone as described in the post. I don’t even want to meet someone, I just want to communicate with intelligent women. I seem to get along best with them, so why not? It’s still online if anyone wants to answer.

Then this happened:

If anyone has any idea what the hell just happened, I’d be grateful. Was I being trolled? Or is it just a regular, run-of-the-mill drive-by retardation? Or am I missing something? Am I the asshole? I honestly have no idea what’s going on in this conversation. Someone help me.

Not sure if troll.
Don’t know if troll.
I can’t …

Not sure if troll.

Don’t know if troll.

I can’t …

How to Cause Panic in Any Male You Know
1. Show him this photo.
2. Tell him there’s a new thing on Facebook where you can set it to notify you any time anyone downloads one of your photos.
3. Observe the mayhem.
Use wisely. This particular troll has killed two high-school boys and one 72-year-old man so far.

How to Cause Panic in Any Male You Know

1. Show him this photo.

2. Tell him there’s a new thing on Facebook where you can set it to notify you any time anyone downloads one of your photos.

3. Observe the mayhem.

Use wisely. This particular troll has killed two high-school boys and one 72-year-old man so far.

thedailyizz:

Edited version

You want me so much you can taste it.

thedailyizz:

Edited version

You want me so much you can taste it.

(Reblogged from sinsecretosestaves)

News Update

If you were paying attention to my blog last night, you will have seen my post about Doug Stanhope wannabe Troy Holm who had his ass handed to him by legions of Stanhope fans, at Stanhope’s specific request.

Now there’s a Facebook page: Occupy Troy Holm.

And a very funny Wikipedia page: Troy Holm (cf. Doug Stanhope's wiki page if you don't get it). Here's the screencap in case of inevitable deletion:

And now here’s Cindy with the weather.

Trolling is a art form

And just like any other art form, 90% of it is shit.

(Reblogged from endlesslyunamusing)
(Reblogged from schlafen)

On Watermelon Cultivation

  • solo1y: We tried to grow watermelons in the back, but that turned out to be a bad idea.
  • HJ: i see
  • solo1y: Have you ever tried to grow watermelon?
  • HJ: no
  • solo1y: Well. You start with a seed.
  • solo1y: And they grow really, really fast.
  • HJ: right
  • solo1y: And they just take over.
  • solo1y: They send tendrils out everywhere into your garden, taking over everything.
  • solo1y: The dogs were afraid to go out. The area available to them became noticeably smaller by the day.
  • solo1y: Also, the cockroaches decided to have meetings under the cover of the leaves. Every night.
  • HJ: awww
  • solo1y: You could see the whole green leafy mess twitching from my window. I thought it was going to get up and attack us sometimes.
  • HJ: oh dear
  • solo1y: But on the other side of the coin, it's an extremely weak plant.
  • solo1y: So one day, Diep moved the tendrils to one side to get at her flowers and the whole thing just died.
  • HJ: i wouldn't know
  • solo1y: So I guess it's a bit like an internet troll.

"Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel"

Some people can play the piano. Other people are good with animals. I have a gift too; I can send people into fits of apoplexy by stating an opinion. When they try to shout me down, I simply return with a logical demolition of their “argument”, using factual information backed up with references. Counter-intuitively, this often seems to make things worse. They start using unpleasant language. Name-calling is not unusual. On my site, I’ve made a Hall of Shame for these people, in the hopes that at might at least give someone a laugh.

Since I’ve been posting my well-thought out and beautifully-worded epistles on this tumblr, I’ve managed to annoy (and subsequently smack down): Asians (who are apparently outraged that anyone might notice their differently-shaped eyes); feminists (who refuse to accept that a man can have an opinion on women’s issues, or as I call them, “issues”); Christians (who keep insisting not only that there’s a god, but that he cares about what I get up to); and people who read shitty books and think this means they can now put down “reading” as one of their hobbies. Sometimes I smack down the occasional freelance, non-denominational troll, for the lulz. You can see all the gibberish I’ve chosen to answer here.

I don’t mind getting into discussions about the things I post, which are frequently controversial. I don’t even mind if you get offended, but your decision to take offence isn’t my problem. It seems, from skimming some of these blogs, that you make an effort to chase down things that offend you, and that’s your right. You have the right to get offended. But you don’t have the right to not be offended. You don’t have that right. I have the right to be as “offensive” as I please, and you don’t have the right to live your life without being offended. This is what free speech means. You’re not going to like that, of course, but fuck you.

Free speech does not mean that you get to say whatever you like without comment. Free speech does not mean that something should not have been said just because you personally found it offensive. I can say whatever I like, and so can you. You are free to post whatever patronising, dumbass gibberish you like, and I’m free to point out why it’s stupid. That’s what free speech means. Once you start censoring people, once you start telling people what they can and can’t say, even if it’s something as seeming innocuous as “Don’t say retard” or "Don’t use the word gay in a negative context", or "the N word", you’re in some very shitty company, and you’re hurtling into very dangerous territory.

Ask yourself: Is that really the kind of word you want to live in? Do you want to live in a world where no one is ever offensive about anything? Do you want to live in a world where people like me, who are both offensive and hilarious in equal measure, are afraid to say something in case they offend someone? Jesus fuck. Can you imagine actually living in that place? A place completely devoid of any personal responsibility? Where every shitty thing that happens to you is someone else’s fault - even your own opinions?

Never mind. I will keep sharing my gift with the world, and it will keep throwing my generosity back in my face. This is my reality now.

Related: More Christian smack-downs and some guy who likes movies.