After a day of Will Pitt's horseshit, a blast from his past

[franksolich]

Oh now, vesta dear, don't worry your little head.

When I moved out here nearly eight years ago, I was already aware of any possible hazards, including the very very very easy break-in-ability of the house (and hence no point in locking any doors); it's a very old and brittle house, and surely will be history in about a year and a half from now.

There's nothing of value out here, excepting the cats.

What's inside here wouldn't bring $200 in a garage sale.

Anything that's worth anything to me (other than the cats), is all stored in safe secure places elsewhere.  

[franksolich]

Damn, there's a lot of lurking primitives reading this thread.

Which is fine, but generally the Bostonian Drunkard doesn't "draw" that well.

[USA4ME]

Just goes to show how impotent the primitives really are.  This event angered them more than anything that has happened and they were all gun-ho to settle matters.  Yet did anything happen?  No.  And it won't.  The site is nothing but a giant whine and moan session.  Bottomless rage has a shelf life on Skin's island that lasts from the time they start typing out their unimportant nonsense until the time they hit the post button.

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[franksolich]

Just goes to show how impotent the primitives really are.  This event angered them more than anything that has happened and they were all gun-ho to settle matters.  Yet did anything happen?  No.  And it won't.  The site is nothing but a giant whine and moan session.  Bottomless rage has a shelf life on Skin's island that lasts from the time they start typing out their unimportant nonsense until the time they hit the post button.

Yeah.

One remembers how the primitives on July 7, 2005 swore they'd mark the date on their calendars, and remember the late red round one forever.  He was seared into their memories.

They remembered him on July 7, 2006.

But come 2007 and thereafter, we over here had to remind them, posting our own memories of the late red round one, after which a primitive lurker picked up on it, and started a campfire over there.

[wasp69]

The whole story could've come out within two weeks of the start of the scam, if the grouches at our old home hadn't been such a pestilential nuisance.  I don't think they're around any more (at our old home), but wherever they are, **** them all.

Who was it that was putting the brakes on?  I don't remember specifically which ones were so against exposing that bunch of bullshit.

Oh, lurkers?  You might want to remember that it was none other that your drunken sage, wee William, that first raised questions about the "fund raiser".

[67 Rover]

I'm still waiting for the lawyers to show up at my door.  What about you?

Remember they were ninja lawyers, they were there and you never even knew it.

[Skul]

In then event there are still some lurking DUmpmonkeys that haven't read the first page of the post.

WilliamPitt Donating Member (1000+ posts)     Fri Jul-08-05 01:52 PM
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Say hello to a bottomless rage   

The cork is out of the bottle, and I am putting a few people on notice. You know who you are, you know what you did, and a good man has gone down in no small part because of you.

Throwing sand into the gears of the PayPal donations blew Andy off the surgery rotation, casusing him to have to wait a lot longer for his operation.

Spewing the claim time and again that the whole sickness was a fraud, very publicly and on as many blogs and boards as you could find, robbed Andy of the hope and will he needed to overcome this thing.

I think you ****ers should be forced to dig his grave. I think you should be buried with him.

I kept my mouth shut about you these last weeks because every time I said something about you or to you, you got a stiffy from the attention and ramped up your viciousness again. That's over with now.

I am going to make you famous in all the worst kinds of ways. I know your names, I know your addresses, I know your IP numbers, I have screen shots and copies of every vile statement and threat you ever made. I know everything I need to know. Get ready for the ram.  STILL WAITING, WILL!

You are graveyard rats. I am going to grind you under my bootheel, scrape you off with a blade, and feed you to my cat. Can you give us a progress report on that? 

One note to my fellow DUers: Leave off attacking the mods and admins at that "other" site. They were as disgusted by this as we were, but were hamstrung by the rules of their board which they take as seriously as the admins and mods here. They allowed me to post the documentary evidence over there, in no small part because they wanted the ugliness to stop. You may disagree with them, but they are good people.

They are not the ones who are on my list of things to do. Those on the list know who they are. Bad days are ahead for them. I promise. You lied.

We mourn for the next few days. We sing the songs of our friend. No, you just got drunk....again.

And then we work.

See, DUmmies. Wilbur makes a fool of himself.  Totally impotent, a liar and a drunk.
Wee Willy Wets Himself, is a sniveling blow-hard.

[FlippyDoo]

Remember they were ninja lawyers, they were there and you never even knew it.

I'm still under the belief that they showed up in the Sandhills and frank disappeared them.

[FlippyDoo]

Damn, there's a lot of lurking primitives reading this thread.

Which is fine, but generally the Bostonian Drunkard doesn't "draw" that well.

Yeah. He's got to the point that he's about as interesting to the DUmmies as a real woman at an all male DU get together.

[Skul]

I'm still under the belief that they showed up in the Sandhills and frank disappeared them.

Shhhhh. Some things are meant to remain quiet.

[GOBUCKS]

He didn't die?  or died but stole bunches of money?

He tried to steal, but coach put his ass in the ground.

Now the round red sodomite's body lies a-moulderin' in the grave.

Allegedly.

[Gina]

I'm still under the belief that they showed up in the Sandhills and frank disappeared them.

 

[Toastedturningtidelegs]

I thought perhaps the time had come this morning, circa 3:00 a.m. central time, when the cats woke me up, disturbed because something apparently was going on here.

I walked out of the bedroom into the living room, and flicking on the light, saw a couple of primitive wannabes standing in the dining room opposite.  I must've startled them, because upon the abrupt light and seeing me, they ran back out the front door and drove off.
I dunno; it's bitterly cold, and we had snow during the night.  

Probably an innocuous car problem (as they usually are), but one of them was really short, like the sensitive lad, the piano-playing primitive "goodboy," one of the acolytes of the late red round one.

If not a car problem, they probably saw the light from the highway--the only light for miles around--and being lost, came to learn where they were, and how they had to get to where they were going.

You were naked again weren't you Frank?  

[FlippyDoo]

Shhhhh. Some things are meant to remain quiet.

Don't worry about it. If it's something that frank doesn't want a person to know he'll just use the mind-wipe powers of his to erase it from the person's memory.

I'm surprised you don't know about frank's mind-wipe powers...or maybe you USED to know about them....hmmmmm.

[DumbAss Tanker]

And then we work.

 

Most ridiculous line in the whole damn' bombastic pile of BS.

[Big Dog]

I thought perhaps the time had come this morning, circa 3:00 a.m. central time, when the cats woke me up, disturbed because something apparently was going on here.

I walked out of the bedroom into the living room, and flicking on the light, saw a couple of primitive wannabes standing in the dining room opposite.  I must've startled them, because upon the abrupt light and seeing me, they ran back out the front door and drove off.

I dunno; it's bitterly cold, and we had snow during the night. 

Probably an innocuous car problem (as they usually are), but one of them was really short, like the sensitive lad, the piano-playing primitive "goodboy," one of the acolytes of the late red round one.

If not a car problem, they probably saw the light from the highway--the only light for miles around--and being lost, came to learn where they were, and how they had to get to where they were going.

Goodboy is still unaccounted for since the end of Omaha Steve's summertime adventures.

Hmmm.....

[Randy]

Wee Willy Pitt



Best.mole.ever.period.

[franksolich]

Who was it that was putting the brakes on?  I don't remember specifically which ones were so against exposing that bunch of bullshit.

It's been so long ago now I'd have to see a list of names to remember which ones; most of them went over to neutralunderground later, and I haven't seen any name lately at our old home that sparks remembrance.

But there were a bunch of them always whining, "oh, I'm so tired of Andy," or "oh, let's don't pick on a poor dying man," and it caught the attention of the (now former) owner, who at the end of May 2005 banned any further discussion of the issue.

A significant number of moderators were also anti-open and honest fundraising, but I dunno if that was each of their personal inclinations, or if they were just following orders from the owner.

Our old home allowed primitives to register and post, and thus provided the only forum where both proponents and opponents of open and honest fundraising could state their cases, a true public service, but then the wrong side got shut down.

Also, it's possible some of the "concerned" people on this side of the aisle were actually moles.

If supporters of open and honest fundraising hadn't been having to fight this two-front war--against the primitive scammers and against the sob-sisters--the issue would've been resolved much faster, our old home famous, and conservativeunderground possibly grown to larger than freerepublic even.

[franksolich]

You were naked again weren't you Frank?  

Hardly; I'm still very ill and susceptible to being carried out of here on a slab, remember.

And so it's necessary to be decent and presentable at all times, even during the middle of the night.

I was about as bare as I am as pictured in my avatar, minus the shoes and hat.

[franksolich]

I'm still under the belief that they showed up in the Sandhills and frank disappeared them.

The neighbor read this thread, and suggests a primitive, or some primitives, may be found here:

[franksolich]

You were naked again weren't you Frank?  

The oblate spheroid's been monitoring this thread, probably hoping to see something she's never going to see, much less have.

It's almost 10:00 p.m. central time, and I'm hitting the sack--wearing a pair of tan safari shorts and a yellow shirt, in case the oblate spheroid's curious.

But, as the neighbor pointed out some hours earlier this evening, because of franksolich's "nerves of steel" and "riveting eye-contact," the other person doesn't notice what I'm wearing, or not wearing.

Too bad for the oblate spheroid.

[JakeStyle]

I am going to grind you under my bootheel, scrape you off with a blade, and feed you to my cat.

Gosh he's a real badass.  I'm going to have to sleep with a light on.

[BannedFromDU]

Gosh he's a real badass.  I'm going to have to sleep with a light on.

     Anytime someone threatens to kill you and, rather than disregarding your corpse, threatens to feed you to his kitty cat, you aren't dealing with a TRUE badass.