I'm sick and fuckin' tired of having my ost constantly flagged. I mean, I'm actually posting something that I'm looking for and I go into elaborate details so that my posting is crystal clear and I get flagged.
I'm not offensive, I'm not promoting any type of discrimination or hate. In fact, people are getting enjoyment from my posts but no...I guess we have to keep CL as dry and brittle as humanly possible to keep people from ever acessing the site. Brilliant marketing strategy. Helle-Fuckin'-llujah. Thank god for think tanks like you, flagass.
To whomever is the flagging police; you don't know how much I would love to kick your ass for having nothing better to do. Get a life, a hobby, a date, cable, a purpose, a donut, a clue, a job. Just do something that gives you an equal amount of power tripped that you get from flagging posts but at the same time, get your self-righteous sorry ass of my fuckin' back. You're like the mall police -- completely irrelevant. I would love to know what rule I'm violating and who exactly I'm offending so I could personally tell you to kiss my " I want to find a gay man friend but I keep getting flagged by dicks" ass.
What happened to freedom of speech? The pursuit of happiness? The right to type a fuckin' ad without having it deleted the minute you post it? Is there a bloody siren that goes off when I'm posting? Are you all that fuckin' bored?
Fuck you, you flaggering pieces of flagging ass, pieces of shit, cocksucking, motherfucking cunts.
You boring ass pieces of fuck. Eat shit. I hate you. I will stick voodoo needles in your fat sausage fingers as you continue to flag the innocent.
So instead of using your fingers on your crusty keyboards, take two of them, preferably the largest of your grubby digits, shove them up your pathetic ass and go fuck yourself. Once you're done with that, get to your favorite activities like downloading child porn and/or tending to your 12 cats. You're a pig and your trailer smells like cat piss. Look around. Take a sniff. Yeah...that's right.
You make me sick. I hope one or all of your cats piss in your mouth while you sleep and that you will soon be enjoying a fresh glass of iced tea in the company of Chris Hansen and the Dateline crew. I'll be watching.
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At your invitation I decided to read your blog. I mean, it has to be as good as your "Straight Woman wants Very Gay Man" post on craigslist( reading of which caused untold side aches, tears, and gasping of breath). Well, I wasn't (contraction of WAS NOT) disappointed. I am forever, well periodically anyway, a reader.
Update: I am the epitome of "watch what you wish for": Not only are all my friends gay men, but now I am unknowingly dating closet cases. Just in case anyone was wondering.
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