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I really do feel, that the guy is part of an undercover operation… 
Who are these people, Diddy, Prom.(guess feel I know, Fritz, and or who me know?
Mabee never know
Ignorance is no bliss shower even if feel the way, through tunnels with promised light at end.
The end is closer then the beginning, though they do meet in an atomically ring near.
Sounds interesting
Just saying
Fishin story.
The only way to break even with an insurance company without crashing your car is to wait until you have a car that needs some really expensive repair and then shove it off a cliff or into a strip mine and report it stolen. Once a decade or so will about do it.
Just remember he’s gonna forget he even said that like a week from now … so please don’t take his advice.
So that justifies how you talk to her? This sounds like you acknowledge his failings in that regard:
He doesn’t owe you anything from his will, regardless if you committed crimes. Putting that aside. As I recall he used to work for IBM. He wasn’t/isn’t an idiot, and neither are you—I still have saved some of our conversations. I learned from you… Granted, I also forgot a lot. So it’s a good thing I saved it! Assuming that was even you. I’m not exactly sure why I believed all your different usernames were actually you. I don’t remember how I knew or assumed. But both he and your mom probably learned your crap behaviors that you’re repeating from their parents, who learned from their parents, and so on and so forth, as you, yourself, acknowledge…
And as a result, you don’t know how to parent. Or relate with people properly. The recording of you talking disrespectfully to your mom to the point that she responds the way she does… you’re still being a dumbass. You’re almost 50.
Everybody is a dumbass who isn’t perfect. That’s a no-brainer.
Are we doing the best we can as far as we are aware? Are we as forgiving of others as we are of our own failings (and vice versa)? If not—maybe we need to be shown how?
You sound like you were never shown, except for the fact your mom still puts up with you.
That part where you turn it around and ask her, “No, what did I just tell you?”
Yeahhhhh. No. You need a ass whoopin & a half.
Really. Why don’t you list all the ways that you think I would be appalled by her. Let’s see if you think you know what appalls me.
Or perhaps you said that for the males in the audience that you think admire the way you pick on a little old lady.
And remember. She’s OUR mom now.
Well. You do in that audio sort of remind me of this guy I find hilariously endearing:
But.
You’re not that guy.
Itchy, it would be impossible for someone like u to comprehend anything i explain to u regarding my opinion of the old lady. This is due to your own meagnerness, smallness, your unexceptional nature, your inability to feel different, distanced, or even superior to ‘the herd’. Your entire understanding of what ‘man’ is, is hoplessly wrong. How then would u be even able to recognize what is good and bad in ‘man’?
Rhetorical question. Please don’t try to answer.
That aside, i do give the old lady the degree of respect i would give to a mentally handicapped person or a lame animal. I don’t mean her any harm, but I’m indifferent to whether she lives or dies.
There are a hundred and one things i could tell u about her that would turn your stomach if u weren’t already broken by the crap u believe. As i said, it’s pointless for me to explain anything to u.
There are times i have to keep myself from putting her head through a wall. The cursing and insults are my gift to her. Meditate upon that irony if u can.
“Or perhaps you said that for the males in the audience that you think admire the way you pick on a little old lady.”
Yes. I’m that guy who isn’t a real man and needs to pick on little old ladies to gain respect from my homeboys, who think picking on little old ladies is manly and cool.
See how your mentality is still in highschool? That u would even mistake me for someone who would do that speaks volumes about u.
But all this is my fault. My dilemma is that my philosophy is wrapped up in my life experiences, the things i am going through. So, i can’t do philosophy (the good stuff… not the dry text book shit) without showcasing the shit in my experiences.
And the ultimate fault for this mess goes to the state for sabatoging my privilge/right to rent from anyone. If i could live elsewhere and get away from the cretin, i wouldn’t be poised to put her head through a wall.
Did i just say ‘meagnerness’ two posts up? Wtf was that.
There is literally audio evidence.
Sleep outside like Diogenes. In good faith.
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I commend you for affording anyone a reply, whom are minding your business for you… especially when it’s an observation I had put to you a year or so ago - that spider lost the ability to spin a good web… probably why they stopped posting under that monicker. Aha!
…so a Lorikeet, more like.
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A person scorned… there’s a few of them stomping around these boards.
“There is literally audio evidence.”
No that’s not picking on little old ladies in that audio clip. What happens is, we get into these day long exchanges (battles) where each one is tryna one-up the other one, so after she starts it (via some tedious shit u don’t bother pseudo-sociopaths with bigger problems like me with), every consecutive move of mine is defensive; she must have started something or said/did something before prom recorded that. Aha.
Therefore, the context could not determine the nature of the attitude toward her as the institution of ‘picking’ on her. The mood does not allow it. The intent is to humilate her in a gesture of retaliation, not in a gesture to demean her undeservedly. Let her be the little old lady who is beating u with a broom. Would u be picking on her?
Now through no fault of your own, you’d not be able to ever know what she is like or what she does, and unless u can do the thing where you think to yourself ‘this mother of his must be one of those very unlikable people in the world. Call them X. They do exist, i won’t deny it’, etc., you’d not be able to make sense of it. U have to insert X instead of trying to state so matter-of-factly that she isn’t deserving of my ranting without knowing anything about her first. She is an X. Nobody likes her, not even her sisters.
What an odd phenomenon. Stupid smart people.
That would never happen with me because I don’t have your mouth.
Diogenes didn’t have to register his address at the sinope sheriff station, tho. He could go anywhere he wanted.
I can’t do that. I have to report the coordinates of the location at which ‘i dwell for extended periods’ no matter where it is. A bathtub, a bush, under a bridge like Anthony Kiedis, wherever.
Now check this out. A fatal flaw in the system. It isn’t illegal for a SO to be homeless, but unless he resides where a mailman is able to hand him a letter for which he will sign, and not just drop it in the mailbox, he won’t make the seventy two hour deadline for the periodic walk in registration he must do… and could be charged with a felony (which they’ll inflate to two felonies).
In virginia when i was living in ludwig van i was sleeping in a parking lot (the address i registered) but i had a homeless day center that would call me when they received and signed for the letter… and I’d get there as quick as i could so i could take it downtown and register (again… as if they don’t know my address. Stupid fucks) in three business days.
This limits even my options for homelessness. And jails are packed with homeless SOs being charged for just that; not being able to sign for a letter the mailman brings him.
This flaw has gone unrecognized at both federal and state levels for decades.
If u aren’t lucky enough to be close by a shelter or something that offers that service (signing for letter), u risk getting arrested. Diogenes faced nothing like this.
You should get out of your mom’s hair and go back there. Or start treating her with respect.