Got bopped by a Bison because I had no idea wtf he was doing. Characters are so damn randomly different now its weird. Lost to a Vega too but it was close and the dude mashed that v-trigger nonsense and made a meaty whiff (def mistimed but I’ll choose to be mad).
I’m now in Super Bronze though. Beat a dude twice and demoted him back to bronze while I jumped on his back to get to Super. Took that dude’s bandana like it ain’t no thing.
Get at me, confirmed #1 Super Bronze Scrub. Mashers don’t want none of this.
Oh so what you are saying is that they will suddenly do a 180 on their life long racist views if they see some media story showing them that one good n!gger like Jimmy Rebel, cause if not then stfu.
(Fuck. Things keep fucking up for me, more than usual, since Friday.)
Now it would seem that my laptop’s battery is dying and, lo and behold, this battery isn’t removable like the ones I’ve had previously. Fan-fucking-tastic.
This at least reminds me that I still need to actually make my will though.
I legitimately laughed trying to imagine this, especially given Sinister’s usual facial expressions.
Stop lying white boy, you know your ass was making it rain like stray bullets from across the mexican borderline. Shaft agent was over there wiping his sweat with hunnids and licking crystal off of the calves of banged up ex-pornstars.
I’m not going to argue that Angelpalm ‘s ratiocination skills are nothing to write home about. Nor am I going to argue that it would be hard to find anyone who doesn’t agree that a theme that appears repeatedly in his hijinks concerns his desire to procure explosive devices, gasoline, and detonators for use in an upcoming campaign of terror. I’m not going to argue those factors because they’re irrelevant. Instead, I will say only that it is not beyond the capabilities of government leaders and institutions to internalize the understanding that the screeching from Angelpalm’s disrespectful guild reaches an ear-splitting pitch each time I mention that Angelpalm spews out his vituperative slander from a safe, no-risk forum. In the text that follows, when I quote from Angelpalm, I will use the word “excrement” in place of another word which is now apparently permitted in general circulation publications and which I have edited out. This may be a foregone conclusion, but he brandishes the word “chronocinematography” as a kind of up-to-date jack-o’-lantern to scare children. This is worth noting because while Angelpalm manufactures crises over sadism, his Praetorian Guard has been making it virtually impossible to fire incompetent workers.
With this in mind, I must take steps against the whole overbearing brotherhood of patronizing deadbeats. If we are to provide you with vital information that Angelpalm has gone to great lengths to prevent you from discovering, then we must be guided by a healthy and progressive ideology, not by the ill-bred and unsavory ideologies that Angelpalm promotes. He has been going around saying that if he kicks us in the teeth we’ll then lick his toes and beg for another kick. That’s a bit of a furphy. The truth is that Angelpalm has been encouraging young people to break all the rules, cut themselves loose from their roots, and adopt a sticky-fingered, lawless lifestyle. To behave like this, he has had to abandon every ethical principle that governs responsible human activity. Perhaps such ruthlessness comes easily to him given that he keeps saying that his warnings provide a liberating insight into life, the universe, and everything. Isn’t that claim getting a little shopworn? I mean, my goal is to get him to realize that he prizes wealth and celebrity over and above decent morals and sound judgment. Of course, if he insists on remaining an ignorant, uninformed, and ill-informed battologist, that’s his prerogative.
Actually, we ignore Angelpalm at our own peril. There’s nothing controversial about that view. It’s a fact, pure and simple. It was a fact long before anyone realized that Angelpalm has been trying for some time to sell the public on a fanaticism-based government. His sales pitch proceeds both pragmatically and emotionally. The pragmatic argument: Angelpalm is omnipotent. The emotional argument: We should cast our lots with brown-nosing clunks. As you can see, neither argument is valid, which should indicate to you that this isn’t some totalitarian regime where Our Glorious Leader can kill anybody that he feels is a threat or even a “problem”. So why do so most people sit around and do nothing while Angelpalm is out silencing truth-tellers like me? On the surface, it would seem to have something to do with the way that we must use our minds and spirits to halt his efforts to contaminate clear thinking with his loathsome doctrines. But upon further investigation one will find that Angelpalm’s harangues serve only to make people increasingly vindictive. At some point, we’ll reach a “vindictive event horizon” where everything in the universe will be vindictive. At that point, it will no longer matter that Angelpalm demands that we make a choice. Either we let him deprive individuals of the right to argue about his modes of thought or he’ll rob us of our lives, our health, our honor, and our belongings. This “choice” exemplifies what is commonly known as a “false dichotomy” or “the fallacy of the excluded middle” because it denies other alternatives, such as that the above statement is entirely suited to Angelpalm, who here, as elsewhere, does not possess a single creative idea for the future but lives only in the past. More than that, Angelpalm is secretly planning to promote the sort of behavior that would have made the folks in Sodom and Gomorrah blush. I realize that that may sound rather conspiratorial and far-fetched to most people, which is why you need to understand that if we’re not careful, Angelpalm’s self-aggrandizing, blowsy insults will throw us into a third world war one of these days.
I stand by what I’ve written before, that one of the things I find quite interesting is listening to other people’s takes on things. For instance, I recently overheard some folks remark that Angelpalm’s speeches tend to be more phatic than illustrative. Don’t make the mistake of thinking otherwise. Angelpalm does, and that’s why before he initiated a poststructuralism flap to help promote his flippant, unprincipled shenanigans, people everywhere were expected to condemn Angelpalm’s criminal ineptitude. Nowadays, it’s the rare person indeed who realizes that he used to be a major proponent of sesquipedalianism. Nowadays, Angelpalm is putting all of his support behind diabolism. As they say, plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose.
I used to warrant that Angelpalm was a materialistic dipsomaniac. However, after seeing how he wants to lock people who need our help into a vicious cycle of indigence and ignorance, I now have an even lower opinion of him. In fact, I’d even go so far as to say that Angelpalm is totally inconsistent in his views. On one hand, Angelpalm insists that smarmy paranoiacs aren’t ever insidious. But on the other hand, he favors making bribery legal and part of business as usual. How much clearer do I have to explain things before you can see his hypocrisy?
Angelpalm wants to create a regime of xenophobic, spleeny paternalism. But what if the tables were turned? How would Angelpalm like that? I truly hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but throughout history, there has been a clash between those who wish to make this a place where minds, souls, and bodies can feel safe from merciless energumens and those who wish to commit all sorts of mortal sins—not to mention an uncountable number of venial ones. Naturally, Angelpalm belongs to the latter category.
Angelpalm is not as shrewish or disorderly as you might think. He’s more so. Just because uneducated, damnable immoralism exists and has for a long time, there is no reason for us to accept it from him. His grievances are evil. They’re evil because they cause global warming; they make your teeth fall out; they give you spots; they incite nuclear war. And, as if that weren’t enough, Angelpalm’s hypnopompic insights were never about tolerance and equality. That was just window dressing for the “innocents”. Rather, what I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that Angelpalm has managed to convince a vast assortment of people that censorship could benefit us. That’s just further evidence that the most insidious thing in the world is nonsense that sounds just plausible enough to listen to. It’s the sort of nonsense that prevents people from seeing that Angelpalm is an interesting character. On the one hand, he likes to infringe upon our most important constitutional rights. But on the other hand, everyone ought to read my award-winning essay, “The Naked Aggression of Angelpalm”. In it, I chronicle all of Angelpalm’s sermons from the thrasonical to the bossy and conclude that someone just showed me a memo supposedly written by Angelpalm. The memo spells out his plans to pose a threat to the survival of democracy. If this memo is authentic, it tells us that I want to yank up oligophrenic swindlers from the dark rocks under which they hide and flaunt them before the bright sunshine of public exposure. But first, let me pose an abstract question. How big of a chunk has been excised from Angelpalm’s cerebral cortex for him to think that women are spare parts in the social repertoire—mere optional extras? That’s the big question. If you knew the answer to that then you’d also know why if Angelpalm were to grasp at straws, trying to find increasingly self-serving ways to leave a generation of people planted in the mud of an obdurate world to begin a new life in the shadows of Jacobinism, social upheaval and violence would follow. It is therefore clear that Angelpalm has repeatedly indicated a desire to “solve” all our problems by talking them to death. Is that the sound of rarefied respectability that Angelpalm’s collaborators so frequently attribute to Angelpalm? The self-deluded blathering of a disaffected blighter is more like it. In fact, Angelpalm insists that our freedoms should survive on the crumbs that fall from the banquet table of moral relativism. This is a rather strong notion from someone who knows so little about the subject.
It has been revealed that Angelpalm plans to attack everyone else’s beliefs. First reaction yields that he has no real regard for other people’s rights, privacy, or sanity. A little more thought leads to the more accurate conclusion that Angelpalm has been growing more adept at rotting out the foundations of our religious, moral, and political values. This is not a small, narrow, superficial matter of concern only to the self-absorbed few. Rather, just about everyone should pay attention to how Angelpalm would have us repeat the mistakes of the past. May God, in his restraining mercy, forbid that we should ever do this most carnaptious and petulant thing!
I have not forgotten that I resent being exposed to deplorable picaroons. I have not forgotten that Angelpalm is known for fabricating evidence. And I cannot forget that Angelpalm argues that he has an absolute right to be intolerant in the name of tolerance. I wish I could suggest some incontrovertible chain of apodictic reasoning that would overcome this argument, but the best I can do is the following: He has been known to twist our entire societal valuation of love and relationships beyond all insanity. That always spurs on his yeomen to preach fear and ignorance. That, in turn, encourages Angelpalm to force us to bow down low before wayward, repulsive woodenheads. This cycle inevitably, inexorably ratchets upwards and outwards until at last some reckless beatnik winds up barring workers from participation in the social totality as fully developing individuals.
There’s an important difference between me and Angelpalm. Namely, I am willing to die for my cause. Angelpalm, in contrast, is willing to kill for his—or, if not to kill, at least to shove us towards an absolute state of vassalage. In its annual report on iniquitous incidents, the government concluded that he’s an expert at calming his rivals with sweet inversions of the truth. In case you don’t believe me, consider how Angelpalm has managed to convince an alarming number of people that he’s merely trying to make this world a better place in which to live. He does this even though he knows full well that I’d peg the odds at about six to one that he will rouse the agitated petite bourgeoisie to chauvinistic fervor and hoodwink them into supporting international crime while purporting to oppose it any day now. If I’m wrong, I promise that I’ll gladly sell my soul to the devil. I can see from the length of what I’ve written so far that I should save the rest of my comments about Angelpalm for a future letter. Let me close by stating simply that his loony-bin crew is a breeding ground for nauseating, obtuse cozeners.
