was like...

A day without a root canal.
A day without stepping on a rake.
A day without getting poked in the eyes with a fork by an angry dwarf.

So.. I'm out of here. Probably for good this time. There's nobody worth my time or talents here anymore, and between Dice making the site even uglier than it was before and even less stable then it was before, there's just no point to it.

In the end, there's nothing left for me to do but take off the mask and finally admit who's been driving this crazy troll bus.

So... I admit it... I am...

YEAH RIGHT, DUMBASS.

Like I'm going to tell YOU who I am.

You wouldn't believe it anyway.

I was tempted to claim to be someone I'm not as a final troll, but since I'm not planning to be around to enjoy that little tempest, YOU GET NOTHING.

I hereby leave slashdot to the GNAA. Have fun, boys.

Cheers,
Not Ethelred

Makes my eyes bleed. Monkeys writing this lame site, CHANGE IT BACK!

So I'm taking a B Vitamin supplement.

Everyone should try it.

It makes your urine neon yellow, almost fluorescent. Not quite as bad as those uniforms the Baylor Bears basketball team was wearing a few years ago, but pretty close.

Now I'm going to drink a bunch of hibiscus herbal tea and go for orange.
Taste the rainbow. Piss the rainbow.

The response to this should be hilarious.

First, log in.

I thought I'd take a break from trolling and link to some of my favorite pieces of music. You know, class this shithole up a little.

Dvorak -- New World Symphony

Schubert - Unfinished Symphony Number 8

Franz Liszt -- Hungarian Rhapsody

Beethoven -- Moonlight Sonata

Mussorgsky -- Night On Bald Mountain

Mozart -- Queen of the Night Aria

In response to this idiocy from Slashdot's resident masochist....

You want to know what I tell myself every morning?

Usually what I tell myself in the morning is "Man, I got to get a king size bed" since I am in a relationship with two women.

Things get crowded. Fun, but crowded.

I had an epiphany

It's not just the OCD. It's the masochism. damn_registrars needs someone to spank him and tell him he's a naughty boy...

This give me an idea...

So I finally played Minecraft.

I started my game, and... punched a tree.

I got a log.

And a tree, with a missing gap, still standing. A disconnected top half of a tree floating in space with no regard to gravity.

Why is this game so popular?

Read and discuss

... he cain't hep it. He's a good boy who didn't do nuffin.

It's the algae making him sick.

... that I make a comeback and the usual gang of idiots goes quiet.

I suppose it's difficult to post when you're cowering in the corner, quivering over a puddle of your own urine, worried about my amazingly humorous comebacks to the inane drivel you generate.

Of course, if you're cowering, quivering, etc, and realize that if you go quiet and don't post anything that I can't troll you, well, you're right -- AND THAT WAS MY GOAL ALL ALONG.

Either way, kids, I win.

LOVE AND KISSES,
Red

... for Scott Walker.

As Hillary would say, if you don't like it you can suck my clit and balls.

Let's chat, yo.

I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack, bitches.

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