Rant Thread

[Empty_Purple_Stars]

Originally Posted by Santarea

Have a remarkable day, cuntweasel.

Man, every time you post I learn a new word..

I never thought I would live long enough to meet a Beautiful Woman who could out-swear me..

Marry me now!

http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10..._Stars/202.gif

Oh and Lawyers as a rule, suck Donkey Balls.

I have a long and unpleasant history with the filthy vermin.

And men who call Woman they aren't intimate with, cutsie names, should have their tiny little Peckers turned into Key Chains.

That is all.

[ghostposts]

What about nurses? We have a home health care nurse who shows up once in a while to check on my elderly Mom's progress. The lady who comes twice a week is okay, but this one I'm talking about is the supervisor.

My Mom is 71 years old. She calls her things like "Honey", "Baby", ect. Also, she talks down to her.

If she came more often, I'd have a word with the woman, but my Mom is one of those who hates conflict and would stress out if I did, so I let it go. I have a bad rep in my family for telling my Aunt and Uncle to fuck off, so she watches me like a hawk.

Old story. My Dad had an ng tube, and was on morphine, with terminal cancer. The doctor left it in, because it was draining. Dad, in his confusion, tried to pull it out. This would cause pain and would leave a bunch of crap in his stomach (The reason for the damned tube). I caught his hand and told him to stop. My Uncle and Aunt told me to leave him alone...

[Surgeon Méchant De Sang]

Anyway, yesterday I was stocking one of my wal-marts and was just about finished when I see this woman strolling down the isle browsing the bread, and what is following behind her? her snot-nosed brat, proly 8 to 10 years of age. Now generally I don't have anything against kids, as long as they keep quiet and do what you tell them. And keep their sticky little hands off shit they have no business touching to begin with. This particular one however was anything but behaving. Running up and down the isle punching the ends of every loaf of bread his stubby little arms could reach, knocking them off the shelves or back behind the rest of the bread, just after I'd fronted everything and was about to leave. I look at his mother and she's completely ignoring him, as tho she's oblivious to what the little fucker is doing and doesn't even jesture to get him to stop. When finally she goes on her way she calls after the kid to follow and then gives me this look and a little grin like she's daring me to say some shit to her.

I used to work at a Wal-Fart at one time, so I can sympathize as to how you felt seeing that little boy ruin the bags of bread.
As a cashier, I would witness all kinds of horrendous antics that these kids would pull in front of their parents. Such as pulling all the candy off of the shelves and throwing it on the floor, as well as stealing the Yu-Gi-Oh cards right off of the rack; or riding the bag carousel. Usually I was the one who ended up taking over the parents job and telling the little brats not to screw around with shit. Of course I got fired because of all the complaints, but I was happy to go. I actually thanked them profusely for letting me go, and I actually walked out of there with a spring in my step, whistling all the way.

So yeah, I can understand why you were frustrated, and in my opinion, I feel that you had every right to say something - she might have thought twice about letting that little bastard destroy a hard day's work.

[WolfMoon]

One GAWDAMNED MOTHER FUCKING RANT FROM HELL!!!!


I'm am so fucking tired of seeing people I completely dig walk out the proverbial door!

Deadhymn is right-fucking-on! At one time we would never have let certain people continue as members here. They would've been flamed until they refused to come back. I'd actually prefer if it were more like it was in the olden days of G.Net. We were adults (well, mostly) and talked about adlut things (not that kind, wanker!)

I really don't fancy all of the grammatical errors slipping in lately.

'Your' is possessive, "This is your last warning."

'You're' is a contraction, "You're going to obey the fucking rules!"

Also, for the morons:
Please learn the difference between 'to', 'too', and 'two'.

Learn also the differences of 'there', 'their', and 'they're'.

Deadhymn, I will miss you, my friend.

[edible_eye]

what?!?

i just chatted with him last night. he didn't say anything about waltzing away the night.

[FenrisQueen]

It's early. Or late, depending. All I know is I get woken from a lovely dream involving..well, never mind. The neighbors behind my apartment have no concept of SLEEP, apparently, because I am rudely rousted from slumber by screaming. Screaming, I ask you. If they could do it during the day when my vast social life keeps me from the dark bowels of my room, it would be fine. I wouldn't care. Have your stupid little Leave It To Beaver domestic disputes when I am NOT at home. You let your kids run rampant and scream all day long, then you won't even shut up at NIGHT? Jesus Mary and Joseph, I haven't committed any sin worthy of this. Until the delightful gin and vodka soaked age of twenty one hits me, and I am out getting fucked up (instead of at home) at a bar somewhere and am not present to hear your petty squabbles, feel free and kind to have the grace and decorum to KINDLY SHUT THE BLOODY FUCK UP.
Thank you.


And on a side note, as a favor to Wolfmoon, I have double checked for grammatical errors. (even though she might love me enough to forgive my punctuational trespasses.)

[Surgeon Méchant De Sang]

My grammar is not so hot either, but I try my best. It usually gets pretty bad when I'm bitching about something that I'm passionate about.

[Mr E Nigma]

A portion of my existence recently has become undoubtedly wavered with a various assortment of questions... These thought prolonging advancements on my mind have been skewing images I've had about such aspects of our being.. One of which is the current "teenage way of life"... and how some kids want to be "unique"... I used to have dreams of "unique-ness".. but have given up these thoughts. From my perspective no one in this world is truly unique so there's no reason to try. Everyone conforms to something no matter how "different" they may be.. and to call yourself "unique" is to be in denial. Everyone is unique in the aspect of genometric make-up.. but in the way teenagers view "unique" no one will ever be able to achieve such ideal thoughts...

I've seen so many various types of teenagers I don't know why they act the way they do... most i find to be annoying asses and bitchy PMSing females... but i accept how they act.. and the way their personality is (I am in no way saying I am not one of them)... I see guys who are indeed horrible to women.. no respect at all..(For them i have no respect as well)... I've seen guys who don't care about relationships and just make out with whoever.. but still respect women.. (Cool with me, no one's gettin' hurt)....

And the girls... oh how do I pray that they won't fight. If there was ever a single day that I didn't hear about 2 females fighting. That would be a miracle in itself. Not saying guys don't, but guys don't care about such senseless careless things that females do (in no way making a sexist remark about females... there's stupid sh1t guys talk about girls don't even think of.. just merely stating through personally viewed experiences females are worse) I know this doesn't compare to how they actually feel and I'd never know.. but from what I've seen being a female teenager is one of the hardest things in life: backstabbing, gossiping, rumours, fighting about a guy, just randomly hating another girl 'cause they "look good"... Come on, don't be self centered you all look good geeze.....

General stereotypes that are completely and utterly obvious:

Anyways.. the teens of this generation are consumed by lures of dark colors, bright lights and fast paced music... but these are just goth/raver kids...

Hot topic type - Addicted with new "fashionable" movies, the same "exact," in probably the closest meaning of the word, clothes.... absurdely too much un-necessary make up, and too much need for attention by not even doing, but lying about how they "cut, get high all the time, are bisexual, or any of those recent trend based emotions"

Emo kid - ....not even gonna go there... we all know it... Too much into the emotional aspects of life... awh damn your sad... dude, everyone gets sad... but there's no reason to act like your crying for 3 hours over your old girlfriend in order to attempt to get a new girl who is trully trying to cheer you up but you make her feel bad 'cause you keep acting sad and act like you want nothing to do with any other girl...and that's just a small part of that.. like i said, i'm not even gonna go there

Punk - Now a days... long gone... what punk was supposed to be, turned out to be a bunch of angry kids who groupped themselves apart from others even though the essence of punk was to be one united group... well not united, but in essence free without worry of others... yes.. there are most definately exceptions to this as with all these categories..

These are just a few stereotypes, and there are most definately branches of each... but i don't feel like going in depth and i'm so tired right now half of the above are definately off somewhat anyhow...

I'm just annoyed at girls who hate other girls because they're bitchy, or because they get a lot of attention.. get the hell over it, your all girls, you all want attention... guys don't get pissed at another guy 'cause he gets an absurdely amount of attention.. at least I never have... but i'm not all guys...

Guys... geeze dudes, treat your women with respect, when you have a girlfriend, she is with you for a reason... not because you think she's good to have around until you find someone else to screw... don't cheat on your gf... it is the definition of bad form.



Now for relationships.

My beliefs in any relationship, is that... from beginning to end...

You found someone, you kinda like 'em..
You become friends and kinda go farther...
You decide you want to go out so someone finally gets the nerve to ask the other out.
You are together for awhile and it's going really well
You aren't sure if this is the right thing for you and your not feeling it anymore
You work on it if it works out congratulations and hopefully you'll stay together forever/ or it doesn't work out and just gets worse and so you move to the next step
You break up
You move on and don't dwell on something that didn't work out whether you were broken or you did the breaking

Yes it is hard to do, yes it is ideal, I just wish everyone could go about they're relationships like this... things would move on and be so much easier for both of you...

For the most part relationships are "supposed" to not work.. yes i said it they aren't supposed to work out.. no one realizes this... at least, they are not suppose to workout until you find that one that does work out... here's the tricky part on knowing whether it's working out or not... really it's simple... if things end up going down hill and you get to the break up stage... it wasn't suppose to workout... sucks i know yes.. but you have to move on

If it works out the entire time.. wow, go you =pats on the back=

And that my friends is the art of not getting all fucked up over someone... but then again i'm a logical thinker and I think with variables and possiblities and ratios... not everyone does.. but i'd bet if you looked at it like this you'd see what i mean...

Now i'm not saying while your in the relationship to look to see if it's working out or not.... you don't do that then, you do that at the end... let the relationship roll.. be "IN" the relationship, don't be watching it, or analyzing it...

Only realize it's not working out after you have broken up and after you've analyzed what has happened.. but then.. move on... for both parties' sakes...

I don't know why but i feel like stopping my rant right here.. i feel as though it's a good spot to stop... (Spot is an anagram of stop... hehe)

heh.. and that's just one thing that has changed my thinking of things.. and shined some light on aspects of life that I've been thinking about.. doesn't really make sense.. but then again does it matter?

(In advance please don't flame me for saying sh1t, I know it's t3h l33tx0rs, but after playing so many videogames on the PC, I got into a horrible habbit of saying sh1t so it wouldn't be censored, and I'm not even about to start correcting that habbit, 'cause I know it'll never go away. I could edit it, knowing that it's there, but I choose not to for pride of all my gaming ways. Sorry)

Obviously you don't have to read this... unless you really want to... and the genius of me saying this, is that it's at the end of the post.

[WolfMoon]

Originally Posted by edible_eye

what?!?

i just chatted with him last night. he didn't say anything about waltzing away the night.

Originally Posted by Deadhymn

I REALLY don't have to explain a fucking thing to you, defend my post, or even justify the reason for it. Peer pressure? I was entertaining a friend. See back before all of you newbies were parading around this site unchecked, we used to have fun here. It was a good place to be. Yes it declined towards the end of our stint, but it never reached the lows it has achieved as I look at it now. So why bother yourself about what I say? I can ASSURE you I have ZERO interst in your opinion, or this site now, as it has become a depository for the pasty mouth-breathing wankers who burden online forums with their unfathomable stupidity and are too fucking illiterate to actually contribute anything of worth or interest. So carry on your berating of my post if you must, but I PROMISE I won't humor you by looking back in on this.

He said wanker.

*sniff*

[edible_eye]

bah. he'll stop in from time-to-time - if, for no other reason than to duke it out with a luscious piece of ass like santarea.

i have faith.

[tenet_2012]

Go Broncos!!!!

[Disfunction]

Life's been a little crazy since the new year. I find that it's a lot easier to look back on life as opposed to actually witnessing it as it's coming to pass. Meh.

Lady friend and I cooled our jets, and that came as a bit of an undesirable shock, more for timing than the actual occurence. I agreed with every reason given as to why it was necessary to cool it, but it still came as a bit of an unwanted, though not unpredictable shock. It would have been better suited to wait a couple more weeks before dropping the bomb.

School's been a bit of hell itself, and I've recently become ill (tis the season, it would seem) and I'm sure that there will be a nice quantity of illness circulating throughout campus for several weeks to come. I'm so excited I could shit gold bricks.

[FenrisQueen]

Aww, feel better Dis. And if you pop out a chunky nugget o' gold, call me.

Rant: I am sick and tired of beating mysefl up. For the stupidest things and comments. I'm so insecure about everything right now, and I feel like my friends all hate me. Chalk it up to paranoia or PMS, but I was nearly in tears earlier because my friend invited me to a party. I was in hysterics because I thought the person who was having the party didn't want me to be there, because they didn't call me.
So I tell my friend I don't think I'm invited, and she makes a phone call. I get a very pissed off phone call from a boy telling me to quit being stupid because I should know very well by now I am always welcome at his house.

Why do I beat myself up and waste my thought process dragging myself down? I HATE it. I wish I could be as self confident as I act. I'm tired of double checking with people and trying to please everyone. I'm done. Finito, finis, in nomine patris and whatever. Done.
Wheh. That made me feel a lot better. Why don't we all just let out our barbaric yawps of done, everyone?

[joyslayer]

My motto: Eat some chocolate and hope you forget about it.

[ExistentialDisorder]

Mr E Nigma: - good that you observe the antics of your surroundings with a sense of logic and an attempt to understand them all. From the contents of your post I'm guessing you're still in your teens. My neice shows signs of the same teenage antics you're pointing out, and sometimes she vents to me about some stupid shit one of her friends has done recently. In some ways I can easily see she's a lot more mature than other kids her age, and in other ways she's extremely immature, especially when it comes to dealing with her younger brother. Anyway, what I tell her, is that these kids do these things and act this or that way because at this point in their life they're obsessed with drama and the events that are unfolding around them are the most tragic things they've ever experienced so of course they're going to over react to everything. That, and they're usually raised to be shallow. Later on they may look back in embarrassment and realize just how childish everything they're doing now really is, especially when they have real things to worry about like finances and supporting themselves. As for relationships, it's easy to be the observer and see the logical actions/reactions, until you're the one that's involved. It is quite possible and probable to be in love with the person you're not meant to be with, which makes it even harder to accept the fact that you're not meant to be with said person once faced with that fact.

And to everybody else: What the hell is an Emo kid?? I keep seeing this term but haven't completely been able to figure it out. Excuse my ignorance.

[Disfunction]

It deals with emotive rock. Basically, of late, the emo genre has been the subject of the same fad-like mentality that has unfortunately plagued the gothic counter-culture. The boys of the fad are known for wearing "girl pants" and having emo hair

http://images.google.ca/images?hl=en...ch&sa=N&tab=wi

Seen here.

There are more details involved, but I'm lazy.

[tenet_2012]

If there is one thing I cannot stand and utterly loathe, it is everything and anything emo!

Cheer the fuck up, cut your hair and your poetry sucks!

Watch this:

http://www.markfiore.com/animation/interrupt.html

If you lived there you could be sad.

[Disfunction]

tenet, what you have just done is akin to what many people have done with the gothic subculture and assume that the mainstream perceptions of the group are the accurate ones.

[cannibalnuns]

Note: I am sure we all can relate this to experiences in general we have came endured. A phone call, letter, visit, e-mail and instant message- these things that sometimes bring back such feelings. More so when someone you give so much is the one who does so.

Oh how elegant some can be with words, when the last radiant resplendence of joy leaves them. Then suddenly you become their number one, their emotional tampon and a large part of their life. They pick up the scraps of what relationship you had and form a collage of memories to bring you back under their blackened wings. Though it is already in shambles and only parts remain. Nothing that was once a full picture is what it was. It is simply a make-shift act of desperation- a patchwork job. You know that, one last attempt to recover a fumble near the goal line.

Of course they fail to realize that they were never there for you, you were opportune when they wished to have someone who listened or to love them. These are the, moochers, takers, abusers, liars, cheaters, gluttons and emotional fiends. They are only bags of flesh, with no real emotion and care nor any consideration. They only feel for themselves, that is why they need people like you and I.

A mosquito would suit the like better, as they –do- enjoy sucking away as much of you as they can. They are so small and have such a capacity to drain others; they creep around from person to person taking what they want. I find the small creature a spitting image of these caliber cretins. They grow bigger when they take away something, as they can’t get it from their own resources or self. On another note nobody likes an insect that harbors disease, which it spreads indiscriminately. From one person to the next, taking away what they can without being swatted. And infecting the next person with the same feeling I now share.

Little mosquito, sooner or later you will land on the wrong arm of someone who is far more clever than you are.

You have a mountain of emotions to stand triumphant on, though gradually you forget that your triumphs over ones heart would begin to rot near the bottom and works its way up. We can spread our own diseases as well..

It looks to as if the foundation is about to crumble, I will be there, watching like “God”, whichever deity you believe in. Others will also be there; I am not the only soul. Did you forget such wrongful behavior turns a beating healthy heart black?

I wonder what one in particular will have to say on the long trip down from grace. I am sure I am not the only one who will wonder. Dear souls, what acts of desperation will you try to impose upon us?

“You see those going down you saw while going up. And others built the mountain you now claim. Remember that and know you will see me on your decent from your high horse. But will I take the time to listen when I have been made the fool one to many times?”

All stemmed from their own ignorant bliss that light which banished you from their plastic world. I relish the way; the shadows return with the fading light, they look to those shadows. You were a mere shadow in their life afterall. A shadow they ignored while their world was bright. The selfish wants and thoughtlessness, which made that very, light banishing you from their plastic kingdom.

I relish the way; the shadows return with the fading light and they look to the shadows. The people they once gained from, now only specters thus in essence a shadow of their formal selves.

And the crocodile smile emerges like an evangelist asking you for money when they have nothing to offer worth writing the check for. Then that silver tongue speaks dripping with the sweetest of nectar, in a vain attempt to tempt you into pollinating, so their emotions can sustain new life. Do you think it will work as you intend it to?

“All those nights I listened to your mindless babble about your dead beat boyfriend and all the sympathy and care I gave to you. Did you forget it all so easily and so soon? “

Whispering sweet words we (the foolish and trusting) once found so appealing, though now they make us only colder. The tone of those candy-coated words; so clever that even Loki might become confused by them.

I wanted to thank you all who have touched my life. I wanted to thank you for touching others lives who relate to what I just stated. We all thank you for making us stronger and reminding us how emotions (that make one forget common sense) should not be shared so openly. You taught us the pleasure and importance of being cynical. You taught us how to ignore others like you and to see through such facades. You made us realize how human we are and reminded us that we still actually feel pain. We want to thank you.

I am neither Jesus Christ nor a patron Saint; I am guilty of this too. But at least I do feel regret and I at least make it an effort not to use people. Sometimes we fuck up, we all do at some point. We all forget some people on a daily basis, but that is not the same thing. It is not breaking a heart or finding them convenient several months or year down the road. When they come back only because, you had the good stuff they recently lost. Only after they lost something they felt at the time was better than what you had, do they come back.

I end with this… “Welcome back, is it the same? Smelly but now old and lame. Did you ever think to miss me? Here's my ass, come on and kiss me." - GWAR

End Rant.

[ghostposts]

You just described my sister. What I don't understand is why she keeps getting away with it. It seems that charisma, vulnerability and the false compliments and attention she shows others is a killer combination, capable of blinding most of the people she meets.

She contributes nothing and takes whatever she can get, then wants more. She controls and demands as though it's not only her right, but her portion, like an owner ordering her slaves around. It's really amazing how many people just give in to this. Of course by the time folks see this side of her they are in too deep to just walk away.

She's such a lying hypocrite, and Mom kisses her ass and always will.

If I call it, Mom gets so upset she almost has a heart attack. She's 71, and has 2 forms of heart disease, and the only thing keeping her alive is my constant caretaking.

I managed to get her to the doctor to get diagnosed with diabetes, then with both forms of heart disease and now with complications that almost killed her. I take her in to see the doctor twice a month, take her in to get blood tests 4 times a month, and for nearly 2 months served most of her meals. I do her shopping, laundry, change her bandages, take her blood pressure, check her blood sugar, pay her bills, clean her house, cook most of her food, ect. She's finally getting around a little but has a long way to go.

I don't get paid for this, I just don't pay trailer lot rent, or gas and water. I pay electric and phone, plus keep a car in working order. Sometimes she buys food, car parts or gas for the car, or slips the kids a few dollars. In return we fix or paint the house, buy lumber and anything the house needs for repairs, do yard work, buy her groceries when she's broke, plus buy appliances and give her a chunk of the income tax check every spring. We've rebuilt her floors in two rooms, replaced the tub and toilet in one bathroom, bought a water heater, a refrigerator, a washing machine, tvs, a bed for her, the couch, installed a rail in her room so she can get up easier, bought a fence and underpinning, and paid for and built her a porch, front and back. We don't live here for free, but she keeps saying that she's helping us (As though it's only her doing it all) and that she hasn't done enough for the bitch.

What bugs me is the way my sister bleeds her dry yet gives her nothing but grief. The bitch calls up when Mom can barely walk and pay for her meds and food, and starts whining and crying, laying fabricated problems on Mom, worrying her. Then hits her up for as much as Mom can squeeze out. Money, food, rides, a shoulder to cry on, you name it.
Mom even told her she could move in. Gawd!

The bitch said she couldn't live with me. So now it's my fault that she is living with some guy. Never mind that she blew the rent on trash.

It's my fault that she lost her kid. Never mind that she let her house go to hell, with cat dung all over the floor, or that she was such a space cadet the nurses called child protective services before she ever left the hospital with her newborn baby. She moved in with us, then lay there with her fingers jammed in her ears and let the baby lay there and scream in the bassinette until I went in and fed him. (He was 2 weeks old)

Never mind that she was on the phone calling the social worker to come and inspect her house, with cat shit all over the floor, or that she was in violation of the agreement with the child protective services worker when she took the kid over there.

After 6 months she hasn't managed to pull her shit together and get her kid back. But the bitch didn't do anything wrong, it's always someone else's fault.

I hate my Mom's stupidity.

I guess if it was my kid, I would be blind, too, but I'd like to think I wouldn't. How can someone so vampiric be happy and healthy? By letting her act this way, Mom isn't helping her be independant and live a positive life. She's just teaching my sister how to use other people. And I hate the way she talks to Mom. It's mean and petty, and Mom appologizes to the bitch and kisses her ass.

[Mr E Nigma]

The enthralled thoughts that peruse through my encaged mind bury the intelligible ideas that are held within me. The ideals I hold high upon a stationed plateau are unreachable by the humans of our world. If I was to copy my thoughts of our world we may yet stand a chance at a higher thought plane that could render our world safer for the better. And yet, I am subdued by the people who I am trying to help so much, those that I must explain my thoughts to, bar me from my intelligible explanations and stop my ideas from ever being released into the vast thoughts of our humane society...

I learn with a monotonic tone that our souls stiffen with the wrought of environmental subjugation.

Pain is gained by an overdose of reality.

Reach through the stars of a galaxy into your own mind and keep them free from subjugation, give yourself the ability to know what you know. Think what YOU think. Do not lose yourself into a prolonged thought of society based beliefs. Know who you are. Be who you are.

You are You

Keep it that way...

Edit: (I think I just realized I'm being horribly self-centered in this rant... oh well)

[tenet_2012]

My small rant because I am tired and don't feel like typing a lot:

I am so sick of living with jack-asses. I am forced to couch surf in the living room of my brother's place. He has a "room-mate" (his partner but they have to sleep in seperate rooms to keep-up appearances).

They stay-up all night fucking off and doing stupid shit (see randomness for an example).

I am fucking sick and am in dire need of rest and they will not go to bed, even though they have class in the morning (in about 4 hours in fact).

I need to get out of here and to Minnesota. I am going to call the place I am moving to and see if I can't push-up the date.

*sigh*

This is a small obstacle. I will over-come.

[ghostposts]

good luck, tenet.

[The Minister Saint-Fond]

It's Black Monday.

Think about what you could have done to avoid this.

http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/2971/untitled6hl.jpg

[joyslayer]

I could havae died yesturday to avoid it!