My Apologies

I would like to take this time to not apologize to all that are offended at the content of this site. If you are offended at any particular post it's because you feel a certain level of guilt from your actions. If you stop being a sub human piece of rat filth then you can enjoy the content and get a laugh instead of not being able to look in the mirror. I have been cussed out for the majority of posts that you see. And you know what? I dig it! I sleep better knowing that you are having difficulty with yourself as a person. I feed off your inner conflict. My only hope is that it drives you to harm yourself in some way. Hopefully, physically. I laugh hysterically imagining you playing the victim, complaining about how your business is now public, losing sleep, creating a strain on your personal life. I wish I could be a fly on the wall hearing you complain to other pieces of garbage that relate to your underhanded tactics. To me it's better than hitting the lotto. So, with that being said, I really don't apologize. I just wanted you to read this so you would have no choice but to finish. You who are offended are all worthless, spineless, honorless, pieces of demonic soft feces. I have to say honorless because dishonorable does not apply. To say dishonorable would be to assume that you once had honor to be stripped away from you and your pointless existence. Thank you for making me waste so much time on choosing my words carefully. If you are offended, then you have no sense of humor and chances are you suck all the way around. Please take a hammer and play don't break the ice with your teeth, throw yourself down some stairs or bleachers, kick a fire hydrant with your bare foot, knock on a door with your face, close your fingers in the sliding door of a conversion van, knead fish hooks as you would cookie dough, or jump as high as you can and land on your knees. Any combination of the above will be an acceptable alternative to looking in the mirror by the time I am done with you. I would like nothing more than to know that I somehow contributed to your depression. I will thank you for being the way you are. Hooray for WIC, midgets, little hookers, back stabbing friends, sloppy seconds, stalkers, higher ups, ex puppet masters, and the complete absence of morality. If it wasn't for you, there would be no me. In closing, I would like you to know that nobody is a victim. Being a victim is something you choose to do. It is an action that you may or may not be guilty of. Make your choice and in the meantime; thank you for wasting my time.