And it’s not even an accurate title, as my favorite all time GBBO twink is Andrew Smyth. 

I grew up in Boston in the 80s and 90s and stopped following basketball when Reggie Lewis died and the Celtics decided to stop spending any money on player salary for 15-20 years, and now I’m too old to start caring again. 

Running out of steam, are we? What, couldn’t find any more synonyms for “psychopath?” Not surprising. Two-pump chumps tend to lack stamina in all areas of their lives.

Or told the truth to get out of serving. 

So your one anecdotal experience with your child bears equal weight to the professional evaluation of a therapist with a doctorate in child psychology, who treated the child over several years. 

When was this? It’s clearly at Fenway Park, from the glimpse of the green Monster scoreboard and the Jimmy Fund shirt in Red Sox colors, and he’s much less fat and bloated, and his hair looks almost a human color. So I’m guessing 2005 or earlier?

“I know you are but what am I infinity. No takesies backsies.” Boy, the Algonquin Round Table really could have used your wit and insight. 

The irony of this post is practically radioactive. God grant me the self-confidence of a lonely, short-dicked moron on the internet. 

You really got nothing beyond “I know you are but what am I” do you? Pathetic.

Rambling screeds insisting another person is an unhinged psychopath for having the audacity to disagree with you and call you out on your antisocial bullshit isn’t a temper tantrum? Denial ain’t just a river in Egypt, I guess.

Ooh “demented” you found another one! Good for you! I can’t wait til you master using a knife and fork, that’ll be a banner day in the dumbass household. Mommy won’t have to cut up your food for you anymore!

For those of us who primarily remember Stern from his heyday in the 90s, I totally get your apprehension, but over the last 10 years or so, he’s developed into a really good interviewer. He knows how to push people’s buttons, but he also knows how to get them to open up. Celebrities admit to the most embarrassing shit…

Oh noes! Noted liar and dumbass didn’t like my post! Maybe if I find five synonyms for psychopath and call him those, that’ll show him! 

I can’t wait, even though it will undoubtedly trigger another stroke for Drew. 

I forgot about the magnificence of the Tuna FUPA

Yeah, that dealer you recommended sold me garbage. I guess he saves the good stuff for the people he’s fisting. 

For Breitbart, I think I have to be sponsored by an existing member. Wouldn’t know, never been there. you seem pretty familiar with it though (that joke seems about your speed, the “I know you are, but what am I”, the only tool in your rhetorical belt.) Hit me an invite after you’re done polishing your jackboots and…

That’s right, keep pissing into the wind, snowflake. I’m sure the disabled dog community will be up in arms over my last post, you fucking idiot. I see we get a little bit of both in this post, the noble virtue signaller AND the wounded victim. It’s really unfortunate to know I’m going to be “alone and sad.” That will…

Yeah, I’m the one “all in his feelings.”

That’s not exactly what you said, now is it, you lying dickbag? And even if it was, how is that NOT a rude and dismissive response to a multiparagraph post. You offered nothing to the discussion, you made one snotty sentence and dipped. Who the fuck do you think you are? Do you think you can just say whatever the fuck…