what happened here?

[innocent]

who turned this place into the fucking tea room?!?!!
ok guys enough emotional crap. no more politics, no more custard creams with that cup o tea....for now at least lets get back on track...
lets talk rape!
is the whole point of this place after all.
am left feeling sorely disapointed when was just hoping to be made to feel sore!
i see i'm gonna have to resort to the old tried and tested...
how the fuck would you attempt to handle me?
do ya think ya could? well do ya? ha!

[innocent]

are you man enough? or in many cases woman enough?
as if! like to see you try. marks outa 10 for originality and effort

[Louise]

Dont you come wading back in here with your whip whirling over your head...some us been trying hard to keep things on track...

Dont make me come get ya! Im pretty sure I could take you down PPM!

I'd come charging at you from out of the dark...tying your hands high above your head or behind you...to a tree maybe...picking your own whip up from the floor and telling you to beg me not to whip you...tearing your clothes from you...before bringing that whip down onto your legs, your thighs, your breasts....

Yes...would you beg me to stop? I think you would...eventually!

Oh...maybe I'd wear my white lab coat too...just so that you could take out some rage you may have for the white coat wearing brigade! x




(oh and btw...LOUD APPLAUSE!)

[shysnale]

Innocent, if you want me to really fuck up, I can bring the rowdy room back to its roots, but what I have in mind is actually so hard that I'm affraid some people are gonna take my comments seriously....lol

[Louise]

Originally Posted by shysnale

Innocent, if you want me to really fuck up, I can bring the rowdy room back to its roots, but what I have in mind is actually so hard that I'm affraid some people are gonna take my comments seriously....lol

Bring it on Frenchy!

[somedude]

I'm up for a good fight mon Froggy!

[Darkman]

yeah more private messages less post menstral!

[shysnale]

Originally Posted by Louise

Bring it on Frenchy!

Louise, as a native English woman, you should know the expression 'A dog is man best friend' which means that a dog has more fidelity than any human. Someone like you regularly venting your bad days and your fear of betrayal on Internet forums should surround herself by trustable creatures. I know the Internet is the miracle of the 21st century, a tool that helps us forget about our cultural differences, forget about the racial stuff and all that, but do you really think that is a valuable reason to trust anyone without studying their past a little more ?

In case you are still wondering what I'm talking about, you should know
a real dog has only one master, and he is supposed to cry to death when his master dies. Yes the world is screwed up and if you're looking in weird places like Las Vegas you may have a chance to find new species of neurotic beasts.

But I don't blame anyone. If I was born in a rat hole such as Idaho, and then had a chance to go to the most well-known sin-city in the world, I would probably have got so carried away by the slots machines that I would have forget that the handle I have between my legs was made to fit in another kind of slot. Of course that is not the most sterile kind of evolution for a man. I suppose life offers plenty of subtle ways to make art out of mediocrity. You can flatter frustrated people instincts by pouring out 200 pages of the worst simplistic porn literature ever and struggling for more than 12 years to finally get your shit published on some website so that everybody can copy and paste it on their computers.

So, how could our protagonist bring some authenticity to his life at that point? Looking for a girl friend instead of working for his 3000 post on the crappiest website ever? As usual, he will lie to himself and find a way to keep his struggle virtual. It looks like things are getting better for him. I still have a hard time to imagine how he will manage to get his dick across the ocean to flatter your tea smelling vagina, but I suppose he will find a way.

It seems like he actually already found a way to touch you. I suppose it is noticeable by this strange metamorphosis you went through some three months ago in this board. I remember you as a discrete person, just giving your opinions here and there, while our beloved Gal4 was pouring out every details of her amazing life. And then you suddenly started to give your opinion on everything, never missing any opportunities to talk about your famous studies, and your life as a sub. I suppose this is a way for you to rose blossom, and after all it is not that bad, it is just curious to notice you never shared any single thing about your sub life back at the time Gal4 was bringing this subject 10 times a day. What did you miss back then? Come on! A rich London girl living in a high class family cannot find any good man for her? Hmmmm Are men falling apart at the seems when they have a chance to meet you for real?

After all you don't have much to worry about. Your dog used to be madly in love with some Arabic youngster via the Internet. I guess the web is obviously the only way for him to deal with the opposite sex. Your Viking Marshall Cow dog was so passionate by his ex-e-girlfriend that he became her little puppy. She couldn't post any single thread without him first posting his comments right after. It looked like a beautiful proof of fidelity, until the day he met you. Then you finally started to let your insight explode in whole daylight and exploring Google in order to copy and paste what you thought would be arguments about any conversations, like a dog pissing along his territory. At least when Gal4 used to do that she had the honesty to give the link of her stuff, instead of pretending it came from her ‘London University’ background.

Your man also had a thing for the old shit stirrer Duncan, alias Grm, before he decided to leave the board. Grm also was a brilliant example of integrity. That man was shooting down in flames every new guys on the board when their stuff didn’t sound like a fantasy, while all the beasters were bragging about giving their dogs an ass haemorrhage. Grm went actually farther in the art of being a fake. He had a particular gift for posting about serious society problems and then running away when the real arguments started to come by. Reality seems to be a problem for many people here. But at least you, Louise, will probably fight reality better than others. Your man has an extra-flexibility power that should help your couple handle any given situation of that thing called life. Before you came, he would never step in any political conversation, and then he suddenly became more talkative about that subject. This is the best guarantee of fidelity ever. In case you don't understand, I'm trying to say whatever you get through, he will always remain by your side. Like I said he used to be in love with that Persian money freak who was unable to talk about anything except cars, clothes and night clubs. So the day your witty brain falls apart out of Alzheimer, be reassured, your dog will still around, proving you he can love anyone in this earth, as long as there are holes to be used as reality escapes.

However be careful, even animals can have strange behaviours sometimes.
The last thing he did to his beloved Arabic girl when he realized you were better for him was to ban her from RB, without making any transitions between his lovey dovey protector attitude and his act of betrayal.

I hope you will get a better treatment. If I was you I would buy a flight ticket to Vegas so that you can take care of your dog bone before he runs away.

Hey Dude, look at me. I know my cock will remain a pissing device all my life, but at least, I am realistic and I only piss in my toilet bowl instead of putting shit in every public places.

[sindyloo]

HOLY CRAP!! You are very well hung with some HUGE balls My Shysnale!! Very impressed.

Just watch the Fucking Cracks About the Northwest Okay?

Oh and Darkman YOU know what PMS stands for?? "Putting up with Mens SHIT!!"

[Louise]

Originally Posted by shysnale

Louise, as a native English woman, you should know the expression 'A dog is man best friend' which means that a dog has more fidelity than any human. Someone like you regularly venting your bad days and your fear of betrayal on Internet forums should surround herself by trustable creatures. I know the Internet is the miracle of the 21st century, a tool that helps us forget about our cultural differences, forget about the racial stuff and all that, but do you really think that is a valuable reason to trust anyone without studying their past a little more ?

In case you are still wondering what I'm talking about, you should know
a real dog has only one master, and he is supposed to cry to death when his master dies. Yes the world is screwed up and if you're looking in weird places like Las Vegas you may have a chance to find new species of neurotic beasts.

But I don't blame anyone. If I was born in a rat hole such as Idaho, and then had a chance to go to the most well-known sin-city in the world, I would probably have got so carried away by the slots machines that I would have forget that the handle I have between my legs was made to fit in another kind of slot. Of course that is not the most sterile kind of evolution for a man. I suppose life offers plenty of subtle ways to make art out of mediocrity. You can flatter frustrated people instincts by pouring out 200 pages of the worst simplistic porn literature ever and struggling for more than 12 years to finally get your shit published on some website so that everybody can copy and paste it on their computers.

So, how could our protagonist bring some authenticity to his life at that point? Looking for a girl friend instead of working for his 3000 post on the crappiest website ever? As usual, he will lie to himself and find a way to keep his struggle virtual. It looks like things are getting better for him. I still have a hard time to imagine how he will manage to get his dick across the ocean to flatter your tea smelling vagina, but I suppose he will find a way.

It seems like he actually already found a way to touch you. I suppose it is noticeable by this strange metamorphosis you went through some three months ago in this board. I remember you as a discrete person, just giving your opinions here and there, while our beloved Gal4 was pouring out every details of her amazing life. And then you suddenly started to give your opinion on everything, never missing any opportunities to talk about your famous studies, and your life as a sub. I suppose this is a way for you to rose blossom, and after all it is not that bad, it is just curious to notice you never shared any single thing about your sub life back at the time Gal4 was bringing this subject 10 times a day. What did you miss back then? Come on! A rich London girl living in a high class family cannot find any good man for her? Hmmmm Are men falling apart at the seems when they have a chance to meet you for real?

After all you don't have much to worry about. Your dog used to be madly in love with some Arabic youngster via the Internet. I guess the web is obviously the only way for him to deal with the opposite sex. Your Viking Marshall Cow dog was so passionate by his ex-e-girlfriend that he became her little puppy. She couldn't post any single thread without him first posting his comments right after. It looked like a beautiful proof of fidelity, until the day he met you. Then you finally started to let your insight explode in whole daylight and exploring Google in order to copy and paste what you thought would be arguments about any conversations, like a dog pissing along his territory. At least when Gal4 used to do that she had the honesty to give the link of her stuff, instead of pretending it came from her ‘London University’ background.

Your man also had a thing for the old shit stirrer Duncan, alias Grm, before he decided to leave the board. Grm also was a brilliant example of integrity. That man was shooting down in flames every new guys on the board when their stuff didn’t sound like a fantasy, while all the beasters were bragging about giving their dogs an ass haemorrhage. Grm went actually farther in the art of being a fake. He had a particular gift for posting about serious society problems and then running away when the real arguments started to come by. Reality seems to be a problem for many people here. But at least you, Louise, will probably fight reality better than others. Your man has an extra-flexibility power that should help your couple handle any given situation of that thing called life. Before you came, he would never step in any political conversation, and then he suddenly became more talkative about that subject. This is the best guarantee of fidelity ever. In case you don't understand, I'm trying to say whatever you get through, he will always remain by your side. Like I said he used to be in love with that Persian money freak who was unable to talk about anything except cars, clothes and night clubs. So the day your witty brain falls apart out of Alzheimer, be reassured, your dog will still around, proving you he can love anyone in this earth, as long as there are holes to be used as reality escapes.

However be careful, even animals can have strange behaviours sometimes.
The last thing he did to his beloved Arabic girl when he realized you were better for him was to ban her from RB, without making any transitions between his lovey dovey protector attitude and his act of betrayal.

I hope you will get a better treatment. If I was you I would buy a flight ticket to Vegas so that you can take care of your dog bone before he runs away.

Hey Dude, look at me. I know my cock will remain a pissing device all my life, but at least, I am realistic and I only piss in my toilet bowl instead of putting shit in every public places.

Oh my...first of all HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Thank you, Monsieur Snale, that you have graced me with this amusing little thing. Congratulations on your sudden burst of excellent English...after many months of suffering the dire pseudo-english posts you have littered the board with...its almost as if someone else has written this for you to post...

Anyway...I will have to return to honour your post with the response it truly requires. Since its Mothers Day today, I have to go place flowers on my mothers grave. Do you think im joking? Seeking pity? certainly not. Just making you aware before I post, that my feet are solidy set in reality. A reality that is littered with ghastly imbred shits such as yourself.

I'll be back this evening to resume. Well done Snale!

[Wiz]

Very illuminating post Snale. I use to think that the French were just a bunch of cowardly cocksuckers; however, if you're truly representative of your countrymen, France may well have evolved into a nation of masochistic motherfuckers . My money is on Lou. Reach down and touch your balls Snale. I suspect that you won't be able to do that for much longer . I'll need a big bucket of popcorn for this one. God how I love the Rowdy.

[Hellcat]

Originally Posted by Wiz

My money is on Lou. Reach down and touch your balls Snale. I suspect that you won't be able to do that for much longer . I'll need a big bucket of popcorn for this one. God how I love the Rowdy.

*finds a good seat and offers Wiz some of my popcorn*

[Wiz]

Originally Posted by Hellcat

*finds a good seat and offers Wiz some of my popcorn*

Ohhh...yummy popcorn kitty. You got anything else that needs eating while we await Lou's return

[Louise]

Originally Posted by shysnale

Louise, as a native English woman, you should know the expression 'A dog is man best friend' which means that a dog has more fidelity than any human. Someone like you regularly venting your bad days and your fear of betrayal on Internet forums should surround herself by trustable creatures. I know the Internet is the miracle of the 21st century, a tool that helps us forget about our cultural differences, forget about the racial stuff and all that, but do you really think that is a valuable reason to trust anyone without studying their past a little more ?

Trust…I trust no-one on the internet. I trust no-one in reality. The things I do trust are my judgment and my heart. It has steered me well for all my adult life now. The fact you pick upon that element of human interaction speaks volumes of yourself. Trust for someone who does not even trust their own heart or judgment is an alien emotion and therefore to be dismissed. Look within your heart and see if you can trust yourself. I think not, because your shallowness will not permit self examination. Not now, not ever. The waters of your soul are clearly very shallow indeed.

Originally Posted by shysnale

But I don't blame anyone. If I was born in a rat hole such as Idaho, and then had a chance to go to the most well-known sin-city in the world, I would probably have got so carried away by the slots machines that I would have forget that the handle I have between my legs was made to fit in another kind of slot. Of course that is not the most sterile kind of evolution for a man. I suppose life offers plenty of subtle ways to make art out of mediocrity. You can flatter frustrated people instincts by pouring out 200 pages of the worst simplistic porn literature ever and struggling for more than 12 years to finally get your shit published on some website so that everybody can copy and paste it on their computers.

A “rat hole” in Idaho is still a palace compared to being born in the backward looking, regressive pile of shit the once great nation of France has become. Your judgment with regard to SDs writing is, of course, your own. Please feel free to point us in the direction of something you have contributed to the human species? Please?
No…nothing…well, what a fucking shock.

Originally Posted by shysnale

So, how could our protagonist bring some authenticity to his life at that point? Looking for a girl friend instead of working for his 3000 post on the crappiest website ever? As usual, he will lie to himself and find a way to keep his struggle virtual. It looks like things are getting better for him. I still have a hard time to imagine how he will manage to get his dick across the ocean to flatter your tea smelling vagina, but I suppose he will find a way.

Strangely neither SD or I were looking for anything. The fact we could speak non-stop for hours on end about subjects so diverse, intimate and stimulating showed me that I had found at bare minimum a good friend. But through communication, be it web, email, phone or face to face, we have come to realize a love that I have never experienced in my life. “Tea smelling vagina”…ok…since I don’t actually drink tea one can only assume this is a racial slur…which I’m afraid I will not reply to….except to say my vagina is as sweet smelling as your hairy arm-pitted women stink. Then again, the state of your women shouldn’t concern you should it? One has wondered about your choice of visiting this site. Is it to reassure your dwindling heterosexuality that you are in fact a man…yeah…RAPE…yeah…or do you secretly wish to have your tight channel ploughed by cock “against your will”, so that you can experience what you truly wish without having to come out as actually being gay? I don’t blame you of course…being gay in France is still not a pleasant state of affairs.

Originally Posted by shysnale

It seems like he actually already found a way to touch you. I suppose it is noticeable by this strange metamorphosis you went through some three months ago in this board. I remember you as a discrete person, just giving your opinions here and there, while our beloved Gal4 was pouring out every details of her amazing life. And then you suddenly started to give your opinion on everything, never missing any opportunities to talk about your famous studies, and your life as a sub. I suppose this is a way for you to rose blossom, and after all it is not that bad, it is just curious to notice you never shared any single thing about your sub life back at the time Gal4 was bringing this subject 10 times a day. What did you miss back then? Come on! A rich London girl living in a high class family cannot find any good man for her? Hmmmm Are men falling apart at the seems when they have a chance to meet you for real?

It is true, I concede, that I was nervous during my early time here. But then, reality had dealt me some fierce blows in the months leading up to my membership here. My confidence had shattered and I had in fact not been out my front door for a number of weeks. Gal4…are you seriously suggesting Gal4 is the model poster we should all slavishly follow? How strange.

As to “not finding a good man”…FUCK YOU. I don’t need nor have I ever sought a “good man”. In fact, there remains just a few men that I would trust to do anything more than switch on a light. Don’t you dare fucking class me as some high class bitch desperately seeking her “Heathcliff.” I’d happily live my life single and alone if I hadn’t met someone who sets my soul alive each and every time I see him.

Originally Posted by shysnale

After all you don't have much to worry about. Your dog used to be madly in love with some Arabic youngster via the Internet. I guess the web is obviously the only way for him to deal with the opposite sex. Your Viking Marshall Cow dog was so passionate by his ex-e-girlfriend that he became her little puppy. She couldn't post any single thread without him first posting his comments right after. It looked like a beautiful proof of fidelity, until the day he met you.

I will leave this alone…SD will, I’m sure he will decide to make his thoughts on this matter known.

Originally Posted by shysnale

Then you finally started to let your insight explode in whole daylight and exploring Google in order to copy and paste what you thought would be arguments about any conversations, like a dog pissing along his territory. At least when Gal4 used to do that she had the honesty to give the link of her stuff, instead of pretending it came from her ‘London University’ background.

Do you know…this pisses me off the most…the absolute fucking most. So consider your aim well achieved Snale. I make a point of posting what I think, what I know and what I have witnessed as my own…frankly those who post shit from wherever they may find it are the bane of my life. I will ONLY respond to arguments or posts when the issue demands attention and goes unanswered. Sometimes I wonder why people join at all if all they can do is slavishly nod and lick arse in their posts. That’s not the point.
And…please get it right…its…University College London at which I received: BA (FIRST CLASS) Hons Chemistry and Biology….MA Chemistry and Biology (DISTINCTION)…and before the summer is done, a PhD (*****EDITED FOR PERSONAL SAFETY*****) I will insist you call me Doctor from that moment on. If we are still talking come the summer. Which I doubt because your voice has become smaller and smaller on the board which I suspect is why you have felt the need to squat and shit this stinking piece out. People notice malice and destruction far more than the usual anonymous shit you post.

Originally Posted by shysnale

Your man also had a thing for the old shit stirrer Duncan, alias Grm, before he decided to leave the board. Grm also was a brilliant example of integrity. That man was shooting down in flames every new guys on the board when their stuff didn’t sound like a fantasy, while all the beasters were bragging about giving their dogs an ass haemorrhage. Grm went actually farther in the art of being a fake. He had a particular gift for posting about serious society problems and then running away when the real arguments started to come by. Reality seems to be a problem for many people here. But at least you, Louise, will probably fight reality better than others.

Reality…let me tell you of some reality. When your 12 and being told that your mother knows that her brother is raping you, that’s reality. A reality that is pure horror day after fucking day. Then you’re forced to eat shit and smile because your Daddy is rich and famous so nothing could possibly be wrong in this perfect world. Yeah, I know nothing about reality do I snale…I know nothing about the dangers of trust…I know nothing about how dangerous faking things are. Yeah, I know about reality. Reality is filled with misery and horror. To accuse me of fakeness is perhaps the worst crime I could ever think of. I am who I am. I can be nothing else.

Originally Posted by shysnale

Your man has an extra-flexibility power that should help your couple handle any given situation of that thing called life. Before you came, he would never step in any political conversation, and then he suddenly became more talkative about that subject. This is the best guarantee of fidelity ever. In case you don't understand, I'm trying to say whatever you get through, he will always remain by your side. Like I said he used to be in love with that Persian money freak who was unable to talk about anything except cars, clothes and night clubs. So the day your witty brain falls apart out of Alzheimer, be reassured, your dog will still around, proving you he can love anyone in this earth, as long as there are holes to be used as reality escapes.

I think this section best remains left to SD to answer. I will add, my brain will never submit to Alzheimers…I will not live that long. 21st November 2021. RIP Louise. How’d I know that…well, that’s another story

Originally Posted by shysnale

However be careful, even animals can have strange behaviours sometimes.
The last thing he did to his beloved Arabic girl when he realized you were better for him was to ban her from RB, without making any transitions between his lovey dovey protector attitude and his act of betrayal.

Strange…that’s not how I remember it…you forget…I was here. Perhaps your mind is failing after trying so hard to write this? Don’t stop now…let your mind truly loose. Let it go. Let me assure you and anyone else who thinks it…I do not ask SD for protection nor would he provide me with any. If anyone feels they cannot say what they will to me, please, fucking make my day.

Originally Posted by shysnale

I hope you will get a better treatment. If I was you I would buy a flight ticket to Vegas so that you can take care of your dog bone before he runs away.

Stranger still…this is my last few days living in Britain…perhaps I should come across the channel and rip your fetid balls off with my teeth first? Then perhaps you can be what you truly wish to be, asexual, a non-entity…a nothing. An easily forgettable creature.

Originally Posted by shysnale

Hey Dude, look at me. I know my cock will remain a pissing device all my life, but at least, I am realistic and I only piss in my toilet bowl instead of putting shit in every public places.

Well now, in conclusion. I can only guess this vile outpouring of garlic laced nonsense is driven from a deep, heart felt jealousy and personal self loathing. I guess I can admire that, it shows you have a heart and perhaps…perhaps…a mind. Feel free to post more of your “devastating” posts that people stare and scratch their heads at because they truly have no idea how to reply to you or whether to bother at all. But listen closely…I won’t forget this. Nor will I forgive the personal nature of your attack. Oh I know this is the rowdy room…so I understand that you felt you could…but not the why.

Still, I suppose I should see this as a sign of my importance here…that you should choose to attack me in this public way and so viciously…I have to admit I considered how to respond to this attack for some time...but you see Snale, unlike you I’m inherently constructive rather than destructive. So I’d rather people judged me on my positive contributions…and if you can find any of my stories or RPs on google Id happily quit the board tomorrow. Tell me, what do you bring to this board? Anything?

Your "Friend",
Louise

[dashrendar44]

WWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH SNALE GOT BURNED!!!!!!!!! GO LOUISE MORE POWER TO YA

[somedude]

My reply to snaleboy is; You're a diaper wearing thirty five year old virgin with an archery obsession who wants woman to anally rape him...That sums up your pathetic existence!!!

[innocent]

mmm i only wanted a good raping!
oh well i suppose its better than the tea room biddys some of you were turning into!
do i still get raped tho even tho my rape thread is now officially a battleground?
pretty please?

[Wiz]

***Curtain drops as Act 1 ends to thunderous applause***

[Hellcat]

very unlike a Frenchman to actually want to get involved in a fight... the only reason they have a forward gear in their tanks is in case they get attacked from behind.... the result, i'm afraid is inevitable....

[innocent]

*gets bored of jumping up and down naked to attract attention and wanders off!*

at least till lou's next rant, or snales reply...