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103 Comments:
Monday! That's correct! Very good!
Now if you can tell us what comes after Monday, we'll sing "wheels on the bus".
Now, don't rush her!
You have to let her learn at her own pace -simpletons don't respond well to pressure.
Hahaha. You Obviously Have Nothing Else Better To Do But Make Fun Of People On Their Bloggers.. Wow You Are Really Cool!!!!
what's your excuse gfy?
Am I Making Fun Of People On Their Blogger....Hmmmmm No..
blogger= a person who blogs on their blog....get the grammer right...
I AM really cool, thanks for noticing!
yourslef?
Where do I find yerslef to fuck them?
I Know What A Fucking Blog Is.. And I Making Fun Of This Persons Blog..NO! You Fucking Dingbat. Im Making Fun Of YOU Get It Right Retard. And What Are You Going To Give Me A Godamn definition For Retard..Is That All You Have To Do With Yourself Is Correct People Spelling??
OHH no! I meant to say AM i making fun of this persons blog.. oh god! its the end of the world now!
"OHH no! I meant to say AM i making fun of this persons blog.. oh god! its the end of the world now! "
Capitalize the "i" and don't forget our friend Mr. apostrophe in "persons".
You really do need to work harder on your spelling, old man.
Get a job T-Bone!
don't forget our friend Mr. apostrophe in "persons".
Obviously Mr. Apostrophe Is Your Only Friend Or You Wouldnt Be Putting Petty Comments On This To Make You Feel Better About Yourself.. Because I Doubt Its Going To Work.
And I Totally Love Being Called An Old Man. :)
"You Wouldnt Be Putting Petty Comments On This"
How many times are we going to have to go over this? "Wouldn't".
You're going to have to stay after school, I'm afraid. You'll just have to be late for your shift at the call center and that's all there is to it.
By The Way This Is Not T-Bone.. And Oh Yes I Totally Work At A Call Center.. HAHAHA..And If You Didnt Notice This Isnt A Fucking Term Paper Its A Godamn Blogger Flock Of Seagulls .
Ohh, I guess I've been told.
Feel free to Shuck me, Suck Me and Eat Me Raw, headset-jockey.
I really feel so sorry for you - how do you work in a call centre with no grasp of the english language?
It's so sad!
As for the "fucking dingbat" comment - ouch! that stings!
hmmmm...what makes you think that I work at a call center? hahahah
Again - blogger is a person who blogs, not the blog itself - you're like a fucking goldfish
haha gold fish .. thats all you have? .. HAHAHH.. thats pathetic.
"thats" is not a word.
really, you just make it too easy
"hmmmm...what makes you think that I work at a call center? hahahah"
Plenty of time on your hands + double digit IQ = call center.
Your The Easy One She-Bitch
"your"? "you're" as in you are.
Maybe you should have someone type your comments for you?
Has your Daddy sobered up yet? It's 4:30, he could do it.
Hahah im the one with time on my hands.. haha take a look at yourself.. i have a double digit IQ?? Pffft. Ok why dont you go fuck your students now mum bum
Well, say...speaking of double digits...apparently that's the amount of meds you have to take to keep from slitting your wrists
and if you EVER say anything about my dad AGAIN ill fucking slit them for you!
oooh, touched a nerve? Who's yer Daddy?
You're my student Luke. Use the force.
and you obviously have NO clue who you're talking to Miss.
obviously a Nobody.
dad...daddy...not the same thing
methinks you have us mistaken for someone - what? someone else thinks you're lame too?
"ill"?
really, it's not that difficult - the key for that magical little apostrophe is right next to the big enter button!
what ? is that what you call your dad.,. daddy?? when he fucks you in the ass
no sweetie, not everyone is as lucky as you
Hhahaha. good one your really smart Pffft
again, someone with your language skills has no ground to stand on while mocking my intelligence
"Pffft"??
Having trouble keeping the drool in?
intelligence?? haha because you really have that.. get a life moron
Jesus, that just cuts so deep
Stop the insanity! You're making me feel poopy again.
You Guys Think Your So Smart, Just Because You Talk Gooder Than Me And Stuff.
Well You're All A Bunch Of Poop Heads.
Who the hell uses the word "poop" past the age of five?
haha.. good work on trying to be me.. but you will never be as cool as this.
Hey, It's Thursday! Where's the "Happy Thursday?"
Where the hell are you, taking a poopy?
hellooooooooo! Where arrrre yooou?
un-fucking-believable.
never in all my days have i met a more grandiosely behaving bunch.
when did the word "blog" become synonymous with "forum for insecure art teachers to vent their frustrations on people with whom they normally would not bother conversing with face-to-face in an effort to feel better about themselves". (there's a nice run-on sentence for you english majors)
'tis a sad day for all.
please forgive me for my lack of capitalization as well. i find it impossible to care whether or not someone prefers proper linguistic mechanics when reading blog entries.
as for the headset jockey/call centre quips, bravo. it takes a lot of intelligence to insult people for their line of work.
i have an intelligence quotient (that's IQ for those who aren't familiar with the term) of 153 and it seems to serve me well in the "headset jockey" world. regardless of your profession, or intelligence level, if you can't keep your shit together on the internet without name calling and insults, you have problems that a blog won't fix.
i can't believe the people of new brunswick are paying you to teach kids a deeper appreciation for crayon and marker on contruction paper, or whatever the "in thing" is these days.
shifting gears... how about we pool together this waste of funds toward literacy programs, and phys. ed.? i'm tired of all the overweight, gramatically challenged kids sitting around mucking it up with water-paints, who haven't ample time to sweat off their burger king padded asses. can we blame child obesity on misappropriated school funding? yes.
Hev has spoken you fux, now reflect and give thanx. I won't be back to read your responses, but i trust they'll be inspirational.
... i almost forgot...
thats IS a word.
how can you count the amount of times that "that" is used in a sentence without the word "thats"?
go back and we'll count together... "that" was used twice in the last paragraph. That's two thats.
...and that's that! at least for "thats".
How many of those words did you have to look up in the dictionary?
Jeez took you long enough to find somebody edjumacated to write a response for you.
What did it cost you, a hand job?
Honestly my dear, I looked all of them up on my own, years ago when I decided that intelligence and knowledge go together. The public school system sure as Hell wasn't about to teach me any polysyllabic words.
How many words did I look up, indeed. I guess I should not have invested my trust in your abilities to inspire me; unless you think you REALLY have it in you.
Tell you what, I'll give you one more chance, then I'll sign off, OK? Please don't disappoint me, it's been a long night.
And as far as Amber's involvement in all of this, I'll close by saying that some of us have friends who will simply be nice for the sake of being nice. I am one of those people, as is Amber.
It appears as though you aren't familiar with the concept of friendship, and for that, I truly feel bad. Everyone needs a friend. I bet if you were a little more pleasant from now on, you will attract the right kind of people.
You know what? Let's you and me go for a coffee sometime, my treat. You seem to be just about bitchy enough to challenge me. It's kinda turning me on. I'm wondering how old you are though before we take that first big step...
Wait a minute... Samy... Sam P? It's me, Hevy, I'm on Amber's side, no hand jobs going on around here, c'mon now!
Sam, don't tell me you're on the "I hate Amber" bandwagon...
smell the glove, bee-otch
I guess I can assume then, Miss art teacher that you aren't willing to step up to the plate with something witty.
Anonymous is a pretty popular name around here. Could you please identify yourself with a clever nickname or something? I'd hate to be hitting on the wrong person sweetie. And really, it doesn't matter how old you are. Teachers are hot, PERIOD and I'm getting even hotter now... imagining you sprawled out on the classroom floor, with nothing on but body paint. Mmmmm.
I'd like to show you just how much of a cunning linguist I really am.
you should probably learn how to spell my name fuck tard.
Sam again? Are you calling me a fuck tard? Or is this the teacher bitch again?
And if I spelled your name wrong, I'm sorry, but if you were the one who called yourself "Samy" a few posts back, I assumed you wanted to be addressed with that spelling.
Sam, I certainly made no comments in an effort to make you think badly of me. I like you, and all of Amber's friends.
I just figured that somehow, I could contribute to this as someone who cares what people say about Amber. If you aren't one of Amber's friends anymore, that's your business for sure, but I don't want to be thought badly of simply for being her friend.
HAHA You people are so pathetic. It is funny how people got the balls to shit talk someone, but don't have the nerve to say it to their face like a person with some bite behind their bark do. You guys really need to get off the computers on Saturday nights and every other night, because there is more to life than your little cyberworld. Hey maybe one of you might even get laid if someone tapes your mouth shut and puts a bag over your fucking head. What a bunch of pussies. Check my grammar teacher, I like how that is the only intelligent thing you got under your belt you stupid ass cunt.:)Please PLEASE tell us who you are you spineless cunts. BTW, I am only on here now because I just got home from my job and my man showed me what cunts are writing on here, but will not leave their names. SAD!!!! Why don't you check out lavalife or something.....
Re: the comment about my hot self covered in only body paint...you do realize I'm a person, not a sheep, right? Or is it goats you Albert County types are into?
I can tell you with all certainty that I'm NOT from Albert County. I don't know how those people do things, but where I come from, bitchy women are dynamos in the sack, and need to be fucked more often and with more raw power than the average woman.
Why not bring down that wall and let a person get to know you a little better? I see that you are 25 years old. That's within the 25-50 range I'm looking for.
You're too uptight.
Well Teach, once again you've failed to say something inspiring. This shows that you are an art technician, and not an artist. A REAL artist would try to compile some sort of witty remark without trying to localize and/or generalize a person.
Better luck on the next blog you decide to shit on.
Hev out.
Wow, you really are as stupid as you sound. Oh and welcome back Amber, it was really poopy here without you.
I don't know who you think you're talking too but none of the at least four anonymous people who are busting your balls here are teachers.
Did a teacher touch you in the furnace room when you were a kid or something?
What ever happened to good old fashined fun?
Who the fuck is this teacher? It sounds like you have the hots for her and hate yourself for it.
So, since your digs were entirely misdirected you didn't cut too deep...try again, Einstein.
Wow, nothing like being put in your place by a fuckwit who calls upon us to be mature while putting the person he assumes we are in her place by making her a sexual object in an entirely creepy manner. I'm guessing you're not so hot with the ladies, Hevy.
Hot name, btw.
"bitchy women are dynamos in the sack, and need to be fucked more often and with more raw power than the average woman."
Wow, Amber...you sure picked a peach!
Methinks someone is a little intimidated by women and needs to imagine himself being just the fuck they need!
Loser!
LOL!
Nah, I just like it hard and fast, and if you thought it was creepy, good.
AND, the Amber who wrote to you is not the Amber of this blog.
And if you're not a teacher, you're definitely a coward and can't bear exposing your idicy to the public by putting a name to the dialog.
As for my interaction with women, too bad for you that you'll never find out what Hevy is all about.
Now I'm done talking to retards.
Methinks someone is a little intimidated by women and needs to imagine himself being just the fuck they need!
Loser!
I think that you better shut your fucking mouth about my man before I shut it for you. See the difference between us is that I have the balls to leave my name. I am not scared to have it out. Bring it on your little cunt. If I ever EVER find out who you are, you will be so fucking sorry. I keep my word on my warnings, I don't sit and type shit about people and not even have the balls to leave my name. So why don't you just go fuck off and go back to masterbating to your internet porn? I will worry about my "loser" boyfriend who is hung like a horse, while you continue to blow guys with cocks the size of tictacs. DON"T FUCK WITH ME BITCH!
Testy, testy, testy!
Somebody needs a hug!
If you're really so brave, "Jennifer," what's your last name?
I love how lame you are! It's just so awesome!
Hung like a horse? Suuuure.
I WOULD take internet porn and tic-tac cocks over a posturing idiot like Hevy anyday!
[Taken from the collective diary of the little dumbshits who have decided to invade Amber's space with their stupid one liners]
...dear diary, today I've come to the realization that I have an odd, yet satisfyingly naughty fetish for arguing along side of retarded little girls on the internet just like me... we use cuss words and everything! If only I could muster the strength to confront the people I'm most jealous of in person. Oh diary, I just want to be popular... why do I have to be a geeky little nobody-loves-me-not-even-me-nerd girl with a self-realization impediment?....
WHEW! Talk about a heart-wrenching story, eh girls?
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Miss Anonymous,
You would HAVE to take 'net porn and tic-tac dicks. This thing would rip your poor little snapper in two. Not bragging, I just like the truth to be known, and I like to make piss-ons like you jealous of my girl.
Maybe if you twits had a man who treated you right you wouldn't have to waste your time scanning people's blogs and shitting on them. And yeah, I will brag, I am an awesome man. My Baby gets all of her wishes fulfilled ON TIME, no questions asked, and I get the same from her.
Try looking for a man with integrity, who won't let their friends be shit on by retards, and who defend the ones they care about.
Guys respond better to nice girls. The bitches just get the old "fuck and chuck" plays(remember the creepy come-ons? That's what bitches get, so get used to it).
Why not just confront the people you harbour so much hate for in person like the silly little boys you are pretending not to be?
Jealous little wannabe-momma's-boy cunts, all of you.
(Except for Geddes' friends, you're all cool shits)
Take those little nuggets of knowledge, girls and try growing up, it might be fun! Oh, and one more thing before we go:
Use common sense when you're on the 'net, 'cause you never know who you're pissing off. There's some pretty fucked up people out there with access to all kinds of personally identifying and locating data. You think your little popup blockers and firewalls are gonna help you?
BE CAREFUL.
You'd be surprised who knows what you're up to at this very minute.
Hev out for real this time.
PS. Your mom says "hi".
"Miss" Anonymous?
Boy Hev, for an all-knowing dangerouus AOL call center hacker who is gonna track IP addresses and "hunt you down", you can't even get the gender right.
Don't you love how Jennifamber totally loses it when you mention her boy or her daddy? It's like her little brain can't process an actual response and she threatens to kick your ass like a cave-girl.
Such anger! Just say no to rage-ahol Jennifamber!
Use your words, poopy.
Stop!
You're all making me feel poopy!
Well there Anonymous, as you still will not use your name, why don't you worry about your little loser of a life and I will go on with my "angry" one. You better believe I got a temper and you do not want me to use it on you. Fuck off and quit posting shit about my boyfriend. And learn how to spell a few of your words. Like what the fuck is Jennifamber. My name is Jennifer ok? At least I can put my name on here instead of being a pussy. And as for cave-girl actions, no, it is just I would love to kick your ass because that is what you do when someone needs it, and YOU SO need your ass kicked. I would also watch what you say about my man having no knowledge of IP addys, etc....he is not a headset jockey that doesn't know shit. You might just get exposed yet, and we will all laugh when we fing out you are some 175 pound loser who will be sitting eating chocolates all alone on Christmas and oh ya STILL watching porn. If you want to know my last name by the way send me an email and we can easliy get to know each other better on there BITCH.
OMG i put fing instead of find.... I better make sure everyone is aware of that before grammar queen corrects me.....
boy? girl? who gives a fuck? You still need your ass kicked.
Aww, you guys are just so trailerpark - the couple who can tag-team online stays together!
Oooh, sorry, actually I would say that you're more that special breed of trailerpark that makes the Jerry Springer stage!
C'mon everybody - imagine it with me! Hevy is some skinny white dude who's bringing his girlfriend (Jennifer) on the show to reveal to her that he actually has the hots for some teacher.
When the crowd starts to heckle him Jennifer gallops at them, a sea of stretch velvet, shouting obscenities ("You shut your fucking mouth about MY man! You sorry bitch, you wanna piece of this?")
Eventually the bouncers have to restrain her while we all have a chuckle at their stupidity and utter lack of class.
Admit it - you can picture it...
"Jennifer" is a kaka-talking poopyhead!
C'Mon HevyTrevy show us how you're gonna pull an IP address off a blogger comment. We'd love to see that trick.
If you were half the hacker you pretend to be, you'd teach your fugly women how to turn off anonymous comments on her blog.
fuckaroo! fuckaroo! fuckaroo!
Howard Stern's penis, Howard Stern's penis!
Baba Booey Baba Booey Baba Booey
Jennifer's tap is officially running dry...
tay_c @ hotmail.com : You are almost as stupid as Anonymous, as you retards haven't figured out this is not my blog. And Howard Stern's penis....LOL.....thanks for writing that in my name guys, if that makes you feel better so be it. I would love to write more, but I have a job to go to, that keeps me out of your trailer park Anonymous....as I know without a doubt I make more in a week than you do in a month, so blog away all night, I know you got nothing better to do. HAVE A GREAT DAY!!!!!!!!! :)
Oh and great "poopy" and "kaka" comments....wow....that is great....
I get paid more to poop than you do to type. If you can afford it I'll poop on you too, just like I did to your daddy. He paid for a big old steamer on his chest!
Poopy, poopy, poopy.
10 more comments and we're in the century club!
Please fuckwit - we know this isn't your blog, I think the insinuation (yes, big word, I know)was that your hung-like-a-horse man is fucking her too.
Seems to me he cares an awful lot...
Hey Jennifer, sweetie, we know some hookers can bring in a sweet haul in a night but c'mon, we know you aren't classy enough to be one of them
Besides, no amount of money could bump you up out of "trash"
I get $50 extra, every time I drop a stink pickle on someone!
I wish I knew everyone on here... anyone else live in Edmondston?
I can assure you my man is not fucking Amber you dumb shit. I know that is hard for you to comprehend, but that is the last worry on my mind and PLEASE leave me your name so I can personally beat the fuck out of you. Never leave your name.....what a pussy. As for the streetwalker comment....so original...yeah never saw that one coming.....lol...I can assure you streetwalking is not in my job description, but are you concerned because it might take business away from you perhaps? You people are not even on here bashing Amber anymore though so that is cool. I can take it more than she can because I do not know you, and I don't care what you are saying so I did my part. I got you off her ass. See that is how stupid you fucks are. You were all bashing her, and now its me, and that's what I wanted in the first place. STUPID PUSSY ASS BITCHES!!!!!!HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Obviously you are not from Edmondston or you would know how to spell it...LMAO
Thought you had a "job" to go to, Jennifer? Did Tim Hortons call and cancel your shift?
ummm no but thanks for caring :)
That is SO SWEET
Congrats on 100 comments you foul mouthed motherfuckers!
I'd like to thank all the little people (that means you!).
Tards.
Heheheh.
You're all tards.
Now go suck your mommy's dinks boys, she's lonely ever since yer dads (or daddies?) got put away for diddling your girly-boy bum-holes.
Heheheh
ONE HUNDRED POSTS!!!!
Amber is a big, yucky poopy-head. So there.
And so is Jennifer!
Poopy, poopy poopy!
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