so infrequently.......

Oh, and the orange likes to brag about kicking your ass!  It's how he picks up all those sweet little tangerines!!! 
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here.  Then DM or PM me with your new user name.  We'll let you know when we do the trial run.
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Right now I’m getting very drunk and belligerent whenever I can, building up a higher tolerance while still being able to tell someone that they’re a pig fucker.  It’s pretty sporadic right now, but I’m slowly starting to dial it in.

Once I get closer to August, I’m going to sit down in Chatroulette and do a few runs through all 120 shots, this way knowing I can run the marathon as well as tell the guy dressed as a bunny waving his dick around what sort of thoughts I have on his whore of a mother.

And then, when the fight comes…

Prediction?  Pain.

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So, looks like the lines are starting to be drawn in the sand.

Phantom's on my side; who else is willing to follow her lead and will back the man who crushes Big John?
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Just because I'm below the 50-50 point doesn't mean it's infrequent!

Dang. I thought you were on my side, bella. :(

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Gutter Sistren whipping boy, innoventor of words, Life Coach to the Damned.

But the odds are against you!  I'd be right there for you with an eye wash if I could!  Maybe if you just tried apologizing to the orange....
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Ok, well I can assure you all that my training would NOT involve sitting by myeslf at home in front of my computer watching men wave their dicks around and yelling encouragement/derision. Perhaps I misunderstood the question; I thought we were addressing the question of training for VBF II, not how you're going to train for your extended vacation at Man Island.

But to make my victory all the more awesome, I'm not training at all. I don't need practice to thwap an upstart like Pongo and his man-kick. I may try to stretch my bladder out for the bathroom contest again, but that is probably about it.

And no, I do not fear my opponent, who channels the prognostications of Clubber Lang in a vain attempt at sounding threatening. I just can't take him seriously with that [insult redcated for use in VBF II].

Have fun on chatroulette, athanas! Don't forget they can see you, too. So try not to hit the underside of your desk too hard - they'll see your paperclips jumping and bouncing.

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Gutter Sistren whipping boy, innoventor of words, Life Coach to the Damned.

...is going to be EPIC! LEGENDARY!!
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You think this is some sort of game, some kind of child’s play that you can walk into unprepared and assume that you won’t be skinned alive for.  Go ahead, in fact, *I implore you* to take this as jovial as possible; it’ll make seeing your cross-eyed, puke drooling face that much more entertaining when after shot #112, shots 86 to 111 decide to come back up and say hi.

You know what seeing a guy wearing a Bugs Bunny suit helicoptering his cock around is?  It’s fucked up.  It’s not something you get used to seeing.  *Ever*. 
You know what it does, though?  Toughens the spirit.  Makes one resilient to such acts of what-the-fuckery, thus making you a better warrior.  After seeing some 400 pound dude rape an eggplant quiche wearing a Captain America mask, I have no fear of anything you can do on camera that will throw me from my game.

You, obviously, are soft.  You don’t know what it takes to win a fight, be it pick-up sticks or an epic showdown of Irish Liver Abuse.  Your pride will be your undoing, and all the hard words you threw around will be all for not.

It's ok, though, I'll do my best to keep everyone from laughing at you.

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But seriously....that on video - it would be Classic!!

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The Pure Essence of Randomness, Captain of the Touchback, Pusher and Proud member of the Gutter Sistren

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The Pure Essence of Randomness, Captain of the Touchback, Pusher and Proud member of the Gutter Sistren

It is a game; how could a battle with the likes of you be anything else? Take you seriously? How can I take you seriously after finding that photo of you from the Denver signing? You're right. I think your head is a little big. Is this your chatroulette outfit? It's very becoming. The tail is a nice addition.

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Gutter Sistren whipping boy, innoventor of words, Life Coach to the Damned.

I think we may have found something even more fucked up than the manicorn... if that's even possible!!! 
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Richno3.......out

This is life and death: life for me, death for you and all of your followers.  Those left alive at the conclusion of this tilt will cheer my name while the streets will flow red with the blood of the non-believers! (‘cept for the attractive womenfolk who will instead receive several rounds of vigorous coitus).

This is funny; you give me grief for letting my training regiment be known, but yet here you are, searching for bunny fetish porn on your work’s computer.  I suppose since you won’t be at this job much longer, that’s all fine and dandy, but I can guarantee those you considered friends won’t look at you the same after IT tells them what kind of goatse and tubgirl type shit you’ve got on your machine.  Have fun living with that shame, being referred to as “John, that fucked up guy”.

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I mean, I can't certainly take pleasure in your complete and abject defeat of a serious contest, so I have to settle for spanking you in a public forum under the pretense that it's a fun game for all to enjoy.

And if you don't want me sharing your fucked up pictures, stop sending me your own porn. Remember when you shared the lemon party with me? Did you think we would bond over that, you sick fuck? Did you think I'd go easier on you if you thought I was as perverted as you? I didn't ask you to send me the link to http://athanas.lookitmeimpretty.com (that link might not work for some of you guys; work filters and porn firewalls tend to block it) but I'll use the pictures on it to my full advantage.

The streets may run with my red blood, but it'll be from my blood orange, which I will soundly squash during the course of your own emasculation. The biggest worry - and this is only a minor worry (that's how little I think of you) - is that I may slip on your vomit and perhaps hit my head, or maybe even trip over your corpse. That would really suck, because I will have just finished peeing on you.

Just try to remember after you're done training - we're all tuning in to see you try to do 120 shots OF BEER. Not watch you jerk off 120 times. It may be hard for you to make that adjustment at the last minute.

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Gutter Sistren whipping boy, innoventor of words, Life Coach to the Damned.

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
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....in my soul died after seeing that man-bunny.
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Please do NOT do 120 shots of vodka.

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Gutter Sistren whipping boy, innoventor of words, Life Coach to the Damned.

Now I need some brain bleach.  A LOT of very strong brain bleach...  

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MC; CA; Member of the Wolf Pack; UNdead Jester and Love Slave of the UNdead Grave Mother

You gave him the background thread and he went from being intrigued to being absent!

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Gutter Sistren whipping boy, innoventor of words, Life Coach to the Damned.

about brain bleach.  Someone please flame thrower my nugget.  Right now.  

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MC; CA; Member of the Wolf Pack; UNdead Jester and Love Slave of the UNdead Grave Mother

Who first sought to avoid this brash conflict in the first place. He approached, with arms open and hands bared with no thought of malice, but only to arbitrate and maintain peace. He quoted Robert Ardrey:

But we were born of risen apes, not fallen angels, and the apes were armed killers besides. And so what shall we wonder at? Our murders and massacres and missles, and our irreconcilable regiments? Or our treaties whatever they may be worth; our symphonies however seldom they may be played; our peaceful acres, however frequently they may be converted into battlefields; our dreams however rarely they may be accomplished. The miracle of man is not how far he has sunk but how magnificently he has risen. We are known among the stars by our poems, not our corpses.

'Twas then, I flung a booger in his eye.

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Gutter Sistren whipping boy, innoventor of words, Life Coach to the Damned.

I wuv you both!
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