Brilliant riposte! I stand refuted. QED. Truly the work of a genius! I can feel the spittle hitting the screen.
I will try not to read your writing again, as it is a complete and utter waste of time, but make no promises, since triggering such replies from infantile little pismires such as you is its own reward. I feel sorry for your stud…
Brilliant riposte! I stand refuted. QED. Truly the work of a genius! I can feel the spittle hitting the screen.
I will try not to read your writing again, as it is a complete and utter waste of time, but make no promises, since triggering such replies from infantile little pismires such as you is its own reward. I feel sorry for your students, by the way. And does the school you work for know how remarkably childish and immature you are in your private ranting?
One last helpful hint: "Excretorum" would be a better name for your little playpen.
We are being followed by a teenager. 2 years later!
Seriously, once this became clear, I am not interested in engaging. I allow young people their outrage. It's all good.
Anyway, the original discussion was good...never thought I'd read it all again, but here we are (I had no memory of it when I got the belated faux-outrage response yesterday).
Thanks again for your work. Let the children play. Bye.
As I mentioned, it took about five seconds, all by myself. No collaboration. But idiots and mouth-breathers such as the two of you do *inspire* me sometimes. :-D
Right back at you, sport! Glad to have exposed you here, though. Someone challenges you in your little playpen, and the best you can do is curl into a ball and shout profanities like a child. I am sure your next reply will be, "I know you are, but what am I?", or the like, as that suits your level of intellect and maturity, but I won't stick around to read it.
Here's one final alternative suggestion for retitling your playpen, though: Onanarium. (My coinage; took a few seconds).
Brilliant riposte! I stand refuted. QED. Truly the work of a genius! I can feel the spittle hitting the screen.
I will try not to read your writing again, as it is a complete and utter waste of time, but make no promises, since triggering such replies from infantile little pismires such as you is its own reward. I feel sorry for your students, by the way. And does the school you work for know how remarkably childish and immature you are in your private ranting?
One last helpful hint: "Excretorum" would be a better name for your little playpen.
Good one - did it take you three years to think of "Execretorum"?
He had help.
Clearly a collaboration.
Which proves him right...oh, how will we go on...
lmao
I figured it out from his next response below.
We are being followed by a teenager. 2 years later!
Seriously, once this became clear, I am not interested in engaging. I allow young people their outrage. It's all good.
Anyway, the original discussion was good...never thought I'd read it all again, but here we are (I had no memory of it when I got the belated faux-outrage response yesterday).
Thanks again for your work. Let the children play. Bye.
As I mentioned, it took about five seconds, all by myself. No collaboration. But idiots and mouth-breathers such as the two of you do *inspire* me sometimes. :-D
what a sad life you must live
"what a sad life you must live"
Right back at you, sport! Glad to have exposed you here, though. Someone challenges you in your little playpen, and the best you can do is curl into a ball and shout profanities like a child. I am sure your next reply will be, "I know you are, but what am I?", or the like, as that suits your level of intellect and maturity, but I won't stick around to read it.
Here's one final alternative suggestion for retitling your playpen, though: Onanarium. (My coinage; took a few seconds).
It took about five seconds, actually, and all by myself.