swetepete

Joined: 01 Nov 2006 Location: a limp little burg
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 8:33 am Post subject: J'accuse: Airing the Dirty Socks |
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Occasionally a poster pops up who is so absolutely over-the-top crazed, I find it hard to believe they are actually a real person. Yet, I've met a lot of wingnuts in real life, too, so I'm not sure.
But I wanna know!
So I call 'Sock Amnesty.'
C'mon, Sox! Confess!
I'll start: I'm not actually sweet, nor am I named Pete. My names Mapsy and I'm an forty seven year old Scientologist, and professional Starcraft player. My hobby is picking up random degenerate semi-educated Canadians in bars, and then shackling them in a moist, wormy, subterranean basement pit. I can't write other people, eh; I need to milk the brains of other folk to make good sockpuppet.
My captives and I have the typical "It-puts-on-the-lotion" sort of relationships, except more like "It-tells-me-what-to-write-on-Dave's, from-the-perspective-of-a-random-degenerate-Canadian-who-is-kept-in-a-pit-and-called-It. And-then-It-puts-on-the-lotion."
Ok, I'm 'out.' Damn, that felt good!
Your turn! C'mon, you filthy sweatsocks, you know you want it. |
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