Friendster Iringan
As you very well know, I posted a message sa bulletin board a few days ago (title: Putragis). It was written because I got so sick and tired of reading some insipid/unimportant messages in that shitty page. Siyempre, sagot naman ang Quasi-Tina (Yes, Ms. Tina Manuel, kung hindi mo pa naitatanong sa sarili mo at hindi ka pa nanalamin ever eh kamukha mo si Quasimodo, magpasalamat ka na lang at Disney version ang kamukha mo). I never got to read any portion of her message, since she deleted me from her friendster list. I really don't care, I say good riddance to her. Arlyn pasted the message and sent it to me. Here it is:
Subject: for me (yeah, you know me). (Moron, this should be Ms. Kathy Bjelland. She wrote the message, not me.)
I’ve taken the liberty of deleting a ‘friend’ or rather ‘fiend’ out of my friendster list! I’ve had enough of his complaints that I refuse to take any of his crap anymore. (Oh me, oh my, oh pity unhappy me! As if he’s that important that we’re all being held accountable for what he feels). (Hello? As if I'm the only one whining here, far as I'm concerned everyone has been so happy that they're not seeing you anymore. Furthermore, I rarely whine in the bulletin boards. When I whine, I whine when I'm with friends or whoever has the ear to listen. Meron talagang mga taong pinanganak na pagkakatanga.)
News for you: Your posts aren’t that interesting either. If you want to sell something, go to E-bay you dumbass. Or go peddle your goods on the street. PLEASE TAKE THEM OFF THE BULLETIN BOARD. IF WE WANT TO GET SOMETHING, WE WILL GO BUY THEM AT THE MALL (at least I said it nicely). (Gaga na boba pa. Illiterate. I rarely even post anything here. Unless I sell some things. Furthermore, not everyone can get onto ebay, and why should I peddle on the streets? Ikaw ang magpeddle, kasi kahit anong mangyari sa mukha mo, pangit ka pa rin. Pangit. There I said it, no self respecting man would want to be caught dead going out with you.)
Be a man and quit whining like a goddamn bitch. Delete me, delete everyone else who posts stuff on your bulletin board (and may I ask why, you added me and the rest of the world in the first place?) (Hello, dear? It's friendster, it's not as if it's something I'll take seriously. Jesus, some people need to have their head checked. Who says only women bitch?)
Your whining gets old…after errr…two seconds. Also, if you want to direct a post to someone, do it the straight up way, and type in his/her name. (Dear, it wasn't meant for anyone in particular. If you think it was meant for you, I don't care. I couldn't care less if you froth at the mouth.)
P.S. Shove your knives and hatchet up your ass… or better yet, your throat to shut you up. I’m not kidding either. May God be with you, always. (Gaga, dapat sa likod mo nang dumiretso ayos nito. Tangina mo! Saksak mo sa baga mo God mo. Pota ka!)
It's so hard to argue with people who have low IQs, it's more difficult to get angry. I have even forgotten who they were.
P.S. Sorry, tinanggal na ni Quasi-Tina iyong pic niya from Friendster eh. Pagtatabi ko pa naman sana sila nang kambal niya. Hay, madami na talagang epal sa world. Wala na nga sa 'Pinas eh, epal pa rin. By the way, Ms. Quasi-Tina Manuel also changed the settings for her Friendster account. If she hadn't, she would have received her most scathing dressing down that she should have received. God, what a stuck-up. What a cowardly stuck-up. What a cowardly, backstabbing, stuck-up. At least hindi ko kamukha si Quasimodo.
As you very well know, I posted a message sa bulletin board a few days ago (title: Putragis). It was written because I got so sick and tired of reading some insipid/unimportant messages in that shitty page. Siyempre, sagot naman ang Quasi-Tina (Yes, Ms. Tina Manuel, kung hindi mo pa naitatanong sa sarili mo at hindi ka pa nanalamin ever eh kamukha mo si Quasimodo, magpasalamat ka na lang at Disney version ang kamukha mo). I never got to read any portion of her message, since she deleted me from her friendster list. I really don't care, I say good riddance to her. Arlyn pasted the message and sent it to me. Here it is:
Subject: for me (yeah, you know me). (Moron, this should be Ms. Kathy Bjelland. She wrote the message, not me.)
I’ve taken the liberty of deleting a ‘friend’ or rather ‘fiend’ out of my friendster list! I’ve had enough of his complaints that I refuse to take any of his crap anymore. (Oh me, oh my, oh pity unhappy me! As if he’s that important that we’re all being held accountable for what he feels). (Hello? As if I'm the only one whining here, far as I'm concerned everyone has been so happy that they're not seeing you anymore. Furthermore, I rarely whine in the bulletin boards. When I whine, I whine when I'm with friends or whoever has the ear to listen. Meron talagang mga taong pinanganak na pagkakatanga.)
News for you: Your posts aren’t that interesting either. If you want to sell something, go to E-bay you dumbass. Or go peddle your goods on the street. PLEASE TAKE THEM OFF THE BULLETIN BOARD. IF WE WANT TO GET SOMETHING, WE WILL GO BUY THEM AT THE MALL (at least I said it nicely). (Gaga na boba pa. Illiterate. I rarely even post anything here. Unless I sell some things. Furthermore, not everyone can get onto ebay, and why should I peddle on the streets? Ikaw ang magpeddle, kasi kahit anong mangyari sa mukha mo, pangit ka pa rin. Pangit. There I said it, no self respecting man would want to be caught dead going out with you.)
Be a man and quit whining like a goddamn bitch. Delete me, delete everyone else who posts stuff on your bulletin board (and may I ask why, you added me and the rest of the world in the first place?) (Hello, dear? It's friendster, it's not as if it's something I'll take seriously. Jesus, some people need to have their head checked. Who says only women bitch?)
Your whining gets old…after errr…two seconds. Also, if you want to direct a post to someone, do it the straight up way, and type in his/her name. (Dear, it wasn't meant for anyone in particular. If you think it was meant for you, I don't care. I couldn't care less if you froth at the mouth.)
P.S. Shove your knives and hatchet up your ass… or better yet, your throat to shut you up. I’m not kidding either. May God be with you, always. (Gaga, dapat sa likod mo nang dumiretso ayos nito. Tangina mo! Saksak mo sa baga mo God mo. Pota ka!)
It's so hard to argue with people who have low IQs, it's more difficult to get angry. I have even forgotten who they were.
P.S. Sorry, tinanggal na ni Quasi-Tina iyong pic niya from Friendster eh. Pagtatabi ko pa naman sana sila nang kambal niya. Hay, madami na talagang epal sa world. Wala na nga sa 'Pinas eh, epal pa rin. By the way, Ms. Quasi-Tina Manuel also changed the settings for her Friendster account. If she hadn't, she would have received her most scathing dressing down that she should have received. God, what a stuck-up. What a cowardly stuck-up. What a cowardly, backstabbing, stuck-up. At least hindi ko kamukha si Quasimodo.
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