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[JMO]

What, I'm a whippersnapper? But I got all my Hot Shot tats. At least Sweetpete is still my enemy..I wasted too many summer afternoons watching tintin cartoons.

Whippersnappers for life baby..in the words of lil' wayne who is an honorary whippersnapper

[swetepete]

Smooth is so smooth when she was born her folks were like 'wow. That kid is smoooooooth. But she's obviously a born rockstar too. What should we name her?'

[JMO]

[rockstarsmooth]

jmo it's so sad that your writing is so poor you have to put a lame-ass excuse in your sig to warn us.
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right now i'm listening to: of montreal - she's a rejector

[tomato]

Who does she reject, Hot Shots?

[rockstarsmooth]

why, the whippersnappers of course!
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right now i'm listening to: art of noise - beat box (diversion 2)

[kimchi story]

geezus gawd I go to sleep last night and we have it all figured out and wake up and it's all reorganized! I know Tomato is right and I'll respect that.



right now I'm listening: some feckin' opera comin' out of a coteachers tinny laptop speakers and it's pissing me off. I bet you Hot Shots would just eat that up, huh? Tinny opera, feckin' Trooper...yimini.

[swetepete]

What's up with your avatar, Kimchee?
It looks like a weird spoojy jizz-ghost freakin' on a squashed, unhappy tomato.
Remember...wikipedia has this to say on the subject of 'freakin'..."All forms of grinding may incorporate elements of frottage although in some circles the use of hands is frowned upon."
I guess that's why Jizzbomb the Friendly Ghost only has little mutant flippers, huh?

So who do you like for the cup?

[kimchi story]

[swetepete]

Oh yeah? Well...the only problems with Whippersnappers is that they are subtle, perjured, false, disloyal, and, like toads,ugly and venemous.
They are flesh-mongers, most notable cowards, infinite and endless liars, hourly promise breakers, the owners of no one good quality, and their tongues outvenom all the worms of Nile.

They are scullions, rampallians, fustilarians, and catastrophe-ticklers; they are a general offence and everyone should beat them. Go, go, *beep* your faces, and over-red your fears, you lily-livered whippersnappers.. As loathsome as toads, you clay-brained guts, you knotty-pated fools, you whoreson, obscene greasy tallow-catches!

You trunks of humours, you bolting-hutches of beastliness, you swollen parcels of dropsy, you huge bombards of sack, you stuffed cloak-bags of guts, you roasted Manningtree oxes with pudding in their bellies, you reverend vices, you grey Iniquities, you fatherless ruffians, you vanities in years, you starvellings, you eel-skins, you dried neat's-tongues, you bull's-pizzles, you stock-fishes--O for breath to utter what is like you!-you tailor's-yards, you sheaths, you bow-cases, you vile standing tucks!
Peace, you fat guts! There's no more faith in you than in a stewed prune. You poisonous bunch-backed toads! You are unfit for any place but hell.

Your brains are as dry as the remainder biscuit after voyage.

You are pigeon-livered, and lack gall. Your virginities breed mites, much like a foul Dutch cheese. If you need marry, marry fools; for wise ones know well enough what monsters you make of them.

You are as candles, the better burnt out. Your sins are not accidental, but a trade; your faces, not worth sunburning; you are knaves, rascals, eaters of broken meat, base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited, action-taking, whoreson glass-gazing, superserviceable, finical rogues; one-trunk-inheriting slaves; ones that would be a bawd in way of good service, and are nothing but the compositions of a knave, beggar, coward, pander, and the sons and heirs of a mongrel bee-yotch, ones whom I will beat into clamorous whining if you deny the least syllable of my addition.

So there!

[kimchi story]

Yikes!

That was a helluva riposte, and coming from such an ignoble party as the Hot Shots, whose lives are nursed by baseness, who are weedy and rough hewn, who are not valiant but only soft and tender, dankish, and ripe with vitriol, such a lambaste is saying something.

Already the Hot Shots have lived too long and gotten saucy, have gotten so offensive that even cab drivers who stop to pick them up tend to beat them, and the most foul adjummas become flatulent in their presence. And even when they attempt amicability it can only be empty, and when they show up at a gig they bring a most hideous smell.

Now, for this party of Korean made velveteen primates I can only say this: a carbuncle on the shrivelled scrotum of a Labradoodle has more wit and charm, for no one can tolerate such low, vivid and indiscrete images as "swollen parcels of dropsy".

God's wounds!

When I have finished wretching bile and vomit into my own mouth I WILL RANT ON!
*heave*
*belch*

[swetepete]

I'm rubber, you're glue; whatever you throw at me bounces back to you, where it gets subsumed into the roaring black-hole suck of your pustulent, scabby asses.

[rockstarsmooth]

swetepete is such a hot shot, his insults are way better than your insults.
man, i can't even begin to compare to my fellow hot shot, he is so hot.

that is saying something.

kimchi story, you are nothing but fermented cabbage.

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right now i'm listening to: !!! - pardon my freedom

[kimchi story]

[swetepete]