Friends, Romans and Countrymen, lend me your ears (or in this case, your eyes), it’s another episode of
Live Dangerously!
Now I’ve read the comments on my previous post and read some good reviews and
others….well….not so good and really, not very constructive. Others called it rambling and that I need to
find structure (really?) never mind the fact that this a post and not a university essay! Another said that
I shouldn’t be posting death threats (???) I’ve reviewed my posts plenty of times and nowhere do I
see “a death threat”. Or maybe my critic (cough, cough, Mafario) didn’t read the whole post which leads me to conclude that
this critic’s (cough, Mafario, cough) opinion….really doesn’t amount to much.
Speaking of not amounting to much, Mafario Amicucci everybody!!! (applause)
How ya doing Mafario Amicucci? Still living at 217 Glen Shields, are ya? Still trying to choke that chicken in Mommy’s basement are ya? Just can’t enough blood into that little maggot between your legs, huh? So sad. (note: I have that Cheshire cat grin on my face again). I hear you’re still fatter than holy hell. Sitting on your fat ass in front of the computer certainly doesn't help; neither is slurping down copious amounts of Momma’s spaghetti down your gullet and watch spaghetti sauce stains land all over your wife beater with indifference. I bet that is because Mommy does your laundry too, amiright?
That said, how can you look at yourself in the mirror in the morning? What do you see? What do you say to that funny face looking back at you? If you say “a hard working guy who makes an honest living and would do just about anything to better himself so that he can be a glowing role model for his child”, then I chortle and reply, “You are a F&-KING LIAR! ” Conversely, if you said “a grotesque loser who sits in front of the computer all day watching porn while my mommy and daddy feeds and shelters me (and does my laundry), amounting to absolute zero and do nothing constructive with my time but waste it away in front of a computer screen typing valueless screed about people”, then I would reply, “That’s more like it! ”
I could continue my diatribe on your worthless life, but you see, you are so useless that outside of you
watching porn all the time, desperately trying to beat your wee pecker like it owes you money twenty
times a day, doing absolutely nothing with your life but be a louse living off mommy and daddy and
finally be a lousy role model for your kid (your child probably looks at you as a 40 year old boy because,
really Mafario, you DO live like a little boy), there is absolutely nothing else about you to talk about. You
are so one-dimensional and unvaried that you are unequivocally insipid. Your pathetic life is so tiresome
that if I write more about you, I would be caught in that same repetitive vortex you’re always in when
you write about people (you know what I mean: x is a pedophile, x is a prostitute, x is a child molester, x
is a hooker). I’m limited to very few adjectives to describe your inadequate life.
Anywho, it looks as though Live Dangerously just might become a trilogy, although stranger things
have happened. In closing Mafario, I’m sure you do possess a talent beneficial to the betterment for all
mankind that would make your child proud, but alas, you’re pissing it all away by doing……nothing.
What a waste of a life.
0 comments