the funny thing is now I’m rereading this thread as I come off work ready to dump out shit after eating once again Carl’s Jr (hardees for some of ya’ll)
I will hold a special prayer at my church so that Angelpalm may find peace in this world and move on to the next. He needs a support now more than ever. A full year of limbo my friends, donate and pray
I never knew Angelpalm in person. I always assumed he was a repugnant pile of rancid fecal matter, and I’ve not heard anything in the last year to deter me from that assumption. In fact, I’m probably the last guy who should eulogize him because of the profoundly negative impression that his horrific lack of intellect made upon me.
That said, even though he was easily the dumbest person ever to grace SRK–a forum full of incredibly stupid and soft-as-baby-shit crybabies–he was a person who came here and posted things. And in doing so, he was one of us. One of us who was particularly unwelcome and disliked by all.
I had a friend at school, baller. We had the same Nike’s once. Some budget friendly version of the Air Penny Hardaway 2, it was still cool though since we worked harder on the court than the dudes with bigger money shoes and there were no exposed Air Bubbles to get stepped on or popped and blown out.
Anyway, instead of what it can look like with “eh-nis,” everyone pronounced his named like the middle and end of Penis. “EENIS get over here!”
Similarly my younger brother had a friend named “Paenis” I’m pretty sure.
Stean? Marleno? Jackilson? Pretty imaginative, like some jerks who may want to probably can’t track down what taqueria/fantastic local cuisine food country you come from. They will assume though, just like AngelPalm’s experience he shared of his time online in the white middle class, middle America, middle school age kids video shooting games with middling accuracy, on both repeated ad nausea(m) insults and rapid fire repeaters not hitting any targets.