note: as this is a personal message to Odin2005, others may feel free to ignore it and move on to reading another thread.
An besides, decent and civilized people might be shocked by the sheer rudeness in tone, much as they’re appalled when hearing blacks referring to each other by a certain word decent and civilized people don’t use.
I however can take such liberties, given that both the Odin2005 primitive and franksolich are peers in disability as defined by the law and common usage, although one of us much more so than the other.
In real life, I’ve been as blunt and straightforward with my peers, but alas eloquence and artfully persuasive speech are no match for the lure of a first-class ticket in the parlor car on the disability gravy-train.- - - - - - - - -
Hey, you lazy fat ****, listen up.
You know, when your colleague the late Tangerine Labama of sacred memory showed up here on conservativecave the night of December 17, 2009--such a memorable night the date’s easy to remember--she spilled the beans on all the then-PoP (primitives of prominence), including yourself.
She illuminated us that you’re one of the most selfish, self-centered, narcissistic primitives on Skins’s island--and given the competition up with what you’re against, that’s
really saying something.
Everything’s about Odin2005; all that matters in this world is that Odin2005’s generous disability checks and other freebies keep flowing uninterruptedly his way.
Never mind that during times that demand sacrifice, children elsewhere have to go without, or ancients struggle to get through the last days of their lives; just don’t
dare cut off the lavish flow of funds to Odin2005 so he may continue indulging in his indolence.
You squalid lazy ****. You’re a disgrace to the human race.
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I know what happened; I seen it other times, other places, other people. You were born prematurely, a little baby so tiny your father could hold you in his cupped hands.
(And obviously you’ve made up for that deficiency since then.)
It’s the nature of parents to be overprotective of, and to mollycoddle, especially vulnerable infants, and kudos to them for that; they were doing what parents need to do, to preserve someone so weak and helpless.
They thought you were “special,†and kudos again for that, because it’s the job of parents to think that way.
However, as soon as one’s more-firmly anchored in life, if he wishes to be “special,†he has to do things to deserve it.
Otherwise, why should the rest of the world give a ****?
And why should the rest of the world be compelled to sustain and support someone who’s “special†just because he
is?
You remind me of your pal, the big guy from Bellevue, the Omaha Steve primitive, who supposes that merely by existing, he’s graced humanity with some sort of awesome gift.
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It’s the obligation of a moral society to support the helpless; the young, the aged, and those crippled far beyond any ability to contribute to the general welfare.
You aren’t any one of those, you greedy fat ****.
Don’t give me any shit about “Oh, but I’m disabled; I can’t possibly work for a living. I need others to support me by the fruits of their labors.â€
You haven’t even
tried, you lazy fat ****.
I doubt you’ll bother, but sometime look up “microtia†on the internet, and more than just the wikipedia entry, which isn’t comprehensive enough.
It’s more than just the absence of ears and deafness, usually caused, as it was in my case, by a pregnant woman exposing herself to the chemical Accutane.
It’s a whole long list of problems, so many that abortion is the advised “solution,†as “there cannot possibly be any quality of life.â€
If one were to make a “check-list†of the problems, every single one of them has applied to franksolich, with only one exception--hunchbackery--but that happens later in life, and so it’s on its way.
Your problems, Pork Chops, are writ in this book of life too, but near the beginning, and so long ago those pages are turning yellow.
If one runs into a wall that one can’t get through, then one should walk around it, dig under it, or fly over it, to get past it.
Or, apparently as what happened to you, the over-protective parents and your willingness to admit you’re less than a man, some find it easier just to sit down on the ground in front of the wall and bawl that one’s disabled; one can’t get through.
You disgust me.
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If franksolich can work to support himself--which I’ve been doing since the age 17 years--you can too.
It’s true it’s been difficult (but where is it written that life is supposed to be easy?), and I’ve found it necessary to over-depend upon those who choose to associate with me, an association that demands a great deal of their attention, time, and trouble.
However, I’ve never imposed upon their paychecks; I pay my own way.
You despicable piece of shit; you make the rest of us look bad.
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And look at yourself.
Because of your self-pitying lethargy, you’d have to lose about 60%--somewhat more than half--of your incredible bulk, to get down to franksolich’s size.
Think of what that does to any potential sex life, pal.
Somewhere, there’s some chick who dreams, fantasizes, about being poked by Odin2005’s pecker…..but she’s not going to want to have anything to do with all that floppy, sagging lard.
It would be an ordeal, much as it must be for poor dear Marta dealing with the sheer fatty volume of her husband Omaha Steve.
A job digging ditches for the state highway department would solve that matter; about after a year and a half of strenuous labor and paying taxes, you, now fit and trim and perhaps even aesthetic, should be able to romp and frolic with all sorts of chicks, all the chicks you want.
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But you’re too lazy to even
try, you lazy fat ****.
Bah, humbug.
