A moment of your time, jerkoff…

**//.. An ambiguous post. I don’t normally do this stuff. ..//**

So much for trying to let it go.
I should have known better, when the beginning of every month it starts up like a flare of PMS. Over and over.

You know, for someone who “isn’t going to play”… That’s TWICE now.

Twice I have been to someone’s comments and there you are talking your shit. I’m trying really hard to figure out if you’re just an idiot that believes all the lies of a one-sided story, as quite a few people were temporarily fooled FROM their emotional outbursts… or you’re just an asshole committed to perpetuating the lies out of loyalty to your insane friends. You know… one lies, and the others cover for it?

“Abused children who grew up to become the abusers.”

Someone posted that anonymously somewhere about you guys.
Whoever you are, I thank you FROM the bottom of my heart. You’ve hit the nail on the head with this particular group.

You folks have become the people you’ve hated the most. The ones who’ve hurt you, raped you, abused you, beaten you, verbally berrated you, and ignored your pleas for help.

Congratulations. You’re one of them now. You must be beaming with pride.
Continue reading “A moment of your time, jerkoff…”

You love me!!! You really love me!!!

See? It’s time for all the awards to start rolling in.
The Queen of PSYCHOdrama has bestowed upon me the coveted
2002 Pea Brain Of The Year award“!

Hee hee…
Nothing like starting shit with me to bring the traffic back, right, Lee?

Supposedly, my little remark about adding Kare and her relentless harassment to my 2002 roundup has caused her to run like hell because I’m about to tell everyone the WHOLE STORY retire.

Oh, not to worry… I’m sure this will drag Lee’s loyal yipping attack dog out of retirement. So much for putting the past behind you, right?

Ah, sweet hypocrisy… gotta love it.
Do you folks still have my boss’ phone number?

*Looks at watch, waiting for Shelagh and Astone to jump in.*

Gonna be the same routine folks… a small hand full of clowns jumping up & down, trying to clutter her comments to look like an angry mob, flinging baseless accusations, and crying for attention and hits….
Lee does this every time she comes back. Attacks someone popular, then tries to look like the victim.

Maybe this time, when I see my personal stuff (when I *thought* I was confiding in friends?) being slapped up for everyone to see, I’ll return the favor. To ALL of them. On the same gutless level they do it.

Stalking the Stalker

(Looking for the “Chris Powers recap”? It’s right here.)

Holeee shit!!!!!
Annatopia has just shown us, step-by-step, how any stalker can easily and legally access all sorts of information about you.
Everything FROM your driver’s license, mortgage info, even your telephone number and an aerial view of your home…

And, ironically she uses Chris Powers himself as the subject… oh the silly irony of it all!

While I’m normally not too terribly keen on so much of one’s personal information on display like that… any sick, twisted predator can have your whole life on his screen just like that.

Anna offers some great tips to protect yourself, and a site (cyberangels.org) offering advice, and reporting sick demented individuals to the proper authorities.

Do NOT sit around expecting “someone else” to blow the whistle…
YOU DO IT. RIGHT NOW! It’s confidential. Don’t even tell me you did it in my comments box.

I tested Anna’s methods above on our favorite illiterate, Lisa.

Oh yes!!! I got everything FROM her welfare case number to the exact lot & trailer park she’s living in. Here’s the aerial shot:
I’m as surprised at her lavish lifestyle as you are!

*cracking knuckles*
I’m just getting warmed up here. 😀

Chris Powers II: The spy who stalked me

Oh yeahhhhh BAY-BEEE!!!!
This week’s brawl is just simply SHAG-A-LICIOUS! You know like all of the good ones… they fester and boil off in a private corner, and finally a catalyst makes it explode in a free for all, and we’re afraid to get our popcorn out of the microwave because God forbid we miss any fun!!!!

For those of you that feel some altercations should “stay private”. Not in the case of a continuing pattern of a predator. Not when a kid is involved. In other words: “Fuck dat noize!!!”. I’m trying to do my job here. Do you mind?

Chris Powers -vs- (well, too many people to name)

Brawl of the WeekSo you all scorned Sara when she kicked Chris off her servers, you just wafted past Robyn’s story in May, and thought Hormonal Bitch was just the coolest site ever, and never asked yourselves “Why was it created?”.

I know all… I see all… I am privy to more information than some of you people deserve! I’m a WebGod, remember?

Rather than (yet another) Chris Powers bashfest, and discuss his gift of making women feel uncomfortable and creeped out, and his uh, attention toward underage girls… I also feel in my Digitally Divine™ being that there is a higher lesson to be learned, so here is the story, and judge for yourselves:

Cat-fight (or W.W.N.D.)?

Oh man… this one is ugly, and involves a cat that sadly passed away.
No one in their right mind would comment or link to this particular debacle.

Fortunately for everyone, I don’t let silly things like “conventional sanity” and/or “common decency” get in the way of bringing you the very best and most entertaining flame wars on the web…

I’m like a vulture.
Only funnier. :0)Brawl of the Week

Cal (Gammerstang) -vs- Kimberly (Erratic Frog)

Yep… insiders *knew* this was coming…
The story was: Cal gave Kimberly a cat. Kimberly took care of it. The cat recently passed away.

The debate now lies in its cause of death, who’s negligent, and is there a private agenda going on to either get sympathy or trash someone.
Continue reading “Cat-fight (or W.W.N.D.)?”

I was hoping for this…

After four hours of no comments, the fair citizens of CyberTown have spoken:
Nobody cares about “The Web argument that never ends”

Therefore neither do I.
Time to move on.
You will hear about it no more here.

Therefore, I will resume all the fun and usual antics here, when I get back from seeing Harry Potter at the movies today.

(Comments are still set to “Flamewar Mode”, in case anyone pulls any funny bidness…. I’ll change that when I get back)

Typical Male

I was supposed to find our more about this Wet T-shirt contest, but I fell asleep. (I know, I know. Typical male).

Here’s More info. (There’s talk about money going to breast cancer research too. which I think is a cool idea.)

Here’s Round Two.


I certainly hope the shit currently being flung in another corner of the web is something new, not another lame attempt to drudge up old wounds, and (MOST IMPORTANTLY) not involving me. I said I was moving on, and I did.

Last summer was a rough one for everyone, we all let off a little steam online, and the mature people are back on speaking terms with each other again. Personally, I had a lot of fun over the summer, and I hope we all get to do it again! :0)

The web is not my life. I *STILL* find real life far more interesting.
The war goes on, and I could give two shits less about *ANYONE’S* feelings. Mine especially (Hell, my feelings stopped mattering years ago!.)

If you can dare to compare people’s bad health, losing parents, being unemployed, losing custody, and whatever else to some stupid blog entry about you…

… then CLEARLY YOU ARE NOT GROUNDED IN REALITY.

*steps down from soapbox to find more wet-t shirt pics. *

Congratulations. You win.

No stupid weblog is worth me either losing my job, or having those I love more than life itself, taken away from me again.

Well, this will be my last ever post with Kare or Nico in it.

Kare talks of contacting my boss, knowing damn well he has nothing to do with this site, neither does my ISP host it.

She also talks of “other avenues” she can take if that doesn’t work.
I know damn well what that means. They don’t deserve this shit, but you don’t care. I ignored your garbage for the longest time, so you resort to attacking those closest to me.

She’s in a tizzy over a post from a week ago, and is demanding her link removed. This comes from the same person famous for saying “I have the right to say whatever I want. If you don’t like it, don’t come here.”

Apparently, I *DON’T* have that right. Or to even simply link to a page where she’s bashing me. At least not without a cost of something important.
Continue reading “Congratulations. You win.”

No more drama in my life…

In the immortal words of the ever-so-sultry Mary J. Blige:
“So tired, tired, tired of all this drama”

Actually… no I’m not. :0)
Hee hee!

*Gets on piano and starts to play the theme to “The Young and the Restless”*

(Starts soliloquy)
You see… this is all bullshit I’m reading.
Just a pack of Attention Trolls™ whining…
Rather than just admit you were wrong
You just keep it going with self-righteous rants…

You stick up for truly disturbed people
You don’t see the gazillion private emails that *almost* got to me
When that didn’t work, then she resorted to kicking people close to me in the teeth
At the worse possible moments
All for the horrendous crime of being my friend
And you keep your eyes shut for that too… youuuuu moron!

What do you think of your friends now?
Oh, like you would even admit it to me
You’re just a jerk pretending to be noble
And I can’t help but throw my head back and laugh at you

* Little Midgets come out and give everyone the finger and wave ’em like they just don’t care *

I know your game now, you moronic little turds
Your spineless posts that you wont stand behind
You are a c-c-c-c-cowarrrrrrrd!
And I can’t help but throw my head back and laugh at you

*ow! that last one hurt.*
*I’m ok.*

So… what bothers you more?
The fact that I spend such *little* time thinking about you morons?
Even *less* effort, kicking your butts up and down the web?
The fact that I don’t link back?
Or the fact that no one is listening to you?

Or is it the guilt eating you up inside as you KNOW you fucked up, and made yourselves social pariahs?
Still rationalizing with your flawed logic
You’re the ones still talking about it…
You’re the ones who think everything I say pertains to *you* somehow…
Remember the “Digital Boomerang”? The “Fuck You Song”?

As much as I’d like to take credit for the dramas your insecurities created…
You did this *to yourselves*… all *by yourselves*. :0)
No one will listen because they know you’re full of crap…
We really have to get you guys a hobby, ‘cuz this is getting pathetic.

*(I’d throw my head back and laugh at you some more… but it’s still sore. Hope you’ll understand if I just quietly giggle at you and the delusional world you created. I’ll be here in the corner, k?)*

Back to living my life again…. with a little less dead weight around here.
But at least I know where to go when I need a good laugh.

Just know, for all the horrible things you guys said and did… I forgive you.

(I know, I know… I should have just kept ignoring them… )

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