Actually no Wordies are currently listing amino acid (though I am about to do so) which makes his story about getting here 'while looking up info on a sequence of amino acids' yesterday very unlikely. Absolute trollshit.
You've been a bad boy, Johnty. The Easter Bilby will not be blessing you with chocolate.
If we're such lousy, stinking stupid verminous cock-sucking sons of bitches (though I'm a bitch myself, not a son of one), why'd you waste your time registering to post your stupid cock-sucking bullshit here?
As a rule I try not to answer shite-heads like yourself, but this time it just kinda felt right.
John T. Graham -- Very clear. So...you get it! Not everybody does at first. I didn't. No surprise there, of course! Come sit with me on the porch, young man. Check out some of our lists. I have a feeling you'll be staying a while.
I was looking up info on a sequence of amino acids and got this idiotic, intrusive puddle of dog vomit.
Whoever engineered this stupid, intrusive site needs to be shot and pissed on.
Lousy, stinking stupid verminous cock-sucking sons of bitches.
Am I making myself clear, assholes?
Strange and stranger still.
I have a complaint.
I do.
It's really awful too.
Don't make me tell you, 'cause I will.
Sorry, Bill B. If that's a disguised hint, trolling for a bizarre trolline confectionery dispenser diorama, I am not going to rise to (or perhaps I mean sink to) the, er, bait.
Actually no Wordies are currently listing amino acid (though I am about to do so) which makes his story about getting here 'while looking up info on a sequence of amino acids' yesterday very unlikely. Absolute trollshit.
You've been a bad boy, Johnty. The Easter Bilby will not be blessing you with chocolate.
You know, technically speaking, dog vomit is made up of a sequence of amino acids. So I don't understand what all the complaining is about.
John T. Graham:
I want to complain.
plethora:
You want to complain! Look at these shoes. I've only had them three weeks and the heels are worn right through.
John T. Graham:
No, I want to complain about...
plethora:
If you complain nothing happens, you might as well not bother.
John T. Graham:
Oh!
plethora:
And my back hurts, and when will we get a fine day? And I'm sick and tired of this office.
John T. Graham:
Lousy, stinking stupid verminous cock-sucking sons of bitches!
pterodactyl:
What? I came here for Wordie banter!!
John T. Graham:
OH! Oh! I'm sorry! This is abuse!
pterodactyl:
Oh! Oh I see!
John T. Graham:
Aha! No, you want room 12A, next door.
pterodactyl:
Oh...Sorry...
John T. Graham:
Not at all!
(under his breath) stupid git.
If we're such lousy, stinking stupid verminous cock-sucking sons of bitches (though I'm a bitch myself, not a son of one), why'd you waste your time registering to post your stupid cock-sucking bullshit here?
As a rule I try not to answer shite-heads like yourself, but this time it just kinda felt right.
Have fun... elsewhere.
Kool-aid?
John T. Graham -- Very clear. So...you get it! Not everybody does at first. I didn't. No surprise there, of course! Come sit with me on the porch, young man. Check out some of our lists. I have a feeling you'll be staying a while.
Welcome to Wordie! :-D
Now go away.
I guess you got the message.
Good.
Now fuck off.
I was looking up info on a sequence of amino acids and got this idiotic, intrusive puddle of dog vomit.
Whoever engineered this stupid, intrusive site needs to be shot and pissed on.
Lousy, stinking stupid verminous cock-sucking sons of bitches.
Am I making myself clear, assholes?
John T. Graham