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Spudanus is still on its best behaviour and trying not to post anything (apart from a toe-curling YouTube video at Easter).
At least it can console itself that it has managed to get another date...
Livingston Sheriff Court
Tuesday 9 April 2024
Criminal
Accused Details Court Ref No PF Ref No Court Room Hearing Time Peter ROSS ANDERSON SCS/2023-066642 LI22000179 Court 4 10:00
You sound triggered, my guy.
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Originally Posted by The Scottish Pedro
Thanks?
Wasn't Member #4143 SynchPedro86 though (mainly because the fuckwit couldn't spell Synth)?
Spudanus isn't bothered. Not bothered at all.
Still obsessed with this mythical Australian.
Still thinks we are all one person.
Peter should try Perth police in Perthshire - maybe they can help?
How's that working out for Spudanus, do we think?Quote:
Originally Posted by Moto Bug
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Originally Posted by The Scottish Pedro
Nope. Not Me.
Spudanus on the other hand has used so many socks at this point, I'm surprised it can get its shoes on!
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I'm sure when Spudanus was a little seed potato, its first words were along the lines of "I will be retiring from forums at the end of the month"Quote:
Originally Posted by takealookpedro
It has certainly been claiming to want to disengage for a seemingly interminably long time.
The problem is, nobody in the real world will go near the fucker with a bargepole, so after a few hours of watching old horror films and wanking into dragonfruit, it runs out of things to do.
Presumably then it starts looking for porn online, one thing leads to another and, before you know it, it is ragewanking to a picture of Bloober team.
The inevitable crushing, shameful self-loathing that follows leaves the benighted shithead looking for someone to blame for its predicament.
Lacking any mirrors (they all shatter if it comes too near) it fails to identify the real culprit, and so some sort of magic 8 ball rolls in the vacuum of its skull and usually comes up with one of the default options: women; Capcom; James Berich; Support workers; dommes; forum moderators.
It thinks to itself:
This is why the labial wart's life is such a disaster.
This is why it is such a miserable failure.
This is why it is so very alone.
This is why it smells of piss and has teeth like a smashed block of cheese.
This is why everyone everywhere tells it to go fuck itself.
It's not Potatohead's fault - it's all the fault of Capcom/James Berich/Support workers/dommes/forum moderators scheming behind its back to ruin its 'life'.
Having had this thought - a precious thing given how hard thoughts are to come by for Spudanus - it feels the need to share it.
But it can't.
There is nobody else there. (Except the cum-encrusted dragonfruit, and that still has PTSD).
So it must share the thought online.
But where?
it has been banned from pretty much everywhere by now.
So it tries the gamers, but it gets no replies.
So it tries the techies, but it gets no replies.
So it tries the depressives, but it gets no replies.
So it tries the aspies, but it gets no replies.
So it tries the cinephiles, but it gets no replies.
So it tries the crime junkies, but it gets no replies.
So it tries the actual junkies, but it gets no replies.
So it comes here.
That's the thing with Spudanus.
It loves the abuse.
It's like some sort of weird online self-harm fetish.
It was clearly not shown any affection as a spudling and is unable to discriminate properly between positive and negative interactions.
On top of that it is such a demented assnugget that it is unable to develop any positive online presence, so it is happy to court outright contempt and hostility, presumably because at least a negative interaction it is still interaction and acknowledges its existence.
It confuses contempt and hostility towards its presence with caring about it as an individual entity, and so treasures it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f20Oz9Yr_So
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