Saturday, December 26, 2009

 

Stackhouse the Poet Says "Get Some"


A little post-Christmas cheer from the Facebook page of "Stackhouse." I have titled this poem,"Get Some:"

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I would f*ck that bitch right out of that grey business suit. F*cking women, they have mastered the art of making men sexually aroused in every way possible now. Soon ill be profiling them by what designer brief case they carry not purse

6 o'clock therapy appt. Me, a mirror, and a set of dumbbells. About to make my self real happy. Get Some

Getting tan, getting swole, working on the wip, than back 2 work

Is it bad that I'm looking at my forearms more than any of these whobags. I just got it going on tonight, what can I say

please don't friend request me if ur a christian and just looking to spread God's good word. I don't care that u a liar, and a closet cum gussler. I care that ur wasting my time with ur ugly face trying to be on my friend list...tighten up chub chubs, I don't play the I'm fat ugly game

f u wear a snuggie, suck my dick u pretentious low life. Put a f*cking blanket on

News flash. If u drink water at a bar u are a f*cking loser, not just a loser but a f*cking waste of siemen and ovarian lining. Step it up u f*cking doushers, or just off ur selves

love the fat dudes in 50 dollar T shirts mocking the fist pump. Go to a gym, have a girl caress ur biceps, and abs b4 u sleep with her. hit a tanning bed than come get ur mock on. It never ends, the sad part is these busted ass trash bags would get laughed out the club up north, or a strong ass beating. Must be nice ..

The minute I get out of this tanning bed' I'm fist pumping the shit out of this thursday.

Get Some

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Comments:
That's the most horribly pathetic string of garbage I've ever read. And his 5-head won't stop staring at me. Make it stop DB1!!!
 
That hurt my brain...
 
Incredible insight into the mind of the bag. It is more empty than I believed possible.
 
HJBBaD vs. Stackhouse would be epic.
 
Oh noes! Iz teh bad, bad wimmenz tempting you with those sexay grey biznis soots?

Poor lil' priapic Stackhouse.

I'll be right over to gouge out your eyes, so you'll suffer these torments no more. 'Cos I'm a humanitarian like that.
 
I agree with pv1. ouch!
 
Blondie looks like an expensive first date.
 
Listen up Stackhouse:


YOU'LL REMOVE MY SNUGGIE FROM MY COLD DEAD HANDS!!!!!!!
 
James Joyce would be proud. uggh.
 
"I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor. That's my dream; that's my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight razor... and surviving."

Wha..? Sorry... For a minute there I lost all semblance of reality. Fuck you, Stackhouse.
 
...and why the hell would I travel to New Jersey or Staten Island where these buffoons live? Completely out of touch. My wife laughed at his photo and indicated that any woman who would want something like that is one trashy ass ho-bag.
 
@anon 11:01

Your wife lied to you.
 
"I'm fist pumping the shit out of this thursday" made my fucking day, lol.
 
Laughable on so many levels.

He is the load that his mother should've swallowed.
 
Yeah, fuck pasty fat people, they don't deserve to live.

But snuggies. Fuck you if you think I'll listen to one more ill word spoken about the holy grail of tv coziness. If I found out that you mistreat a snuggies in any way I'm going to attack you with a rabbis badger wrapped in barb wire.

Fuck snuggies?

Fuck you dick wipe. We gots problems.
 
We must kill them. We must incinerate them. Pig after pig... cow after cow... village after village... army after army...
 
We must kill them. We must incinerate them. Pig after pig... cow after cow... village after village... army after army...
 
Stackhouse don't need no goddamn punctuation. He's gonna fist pump the shit out of that punctuation.
 
Also, I'm pretty pretentious, and I'll wear my goddamned snuggie with my fat pasty ass poking out all the way to goddamned Wal-Mart!

Because that's what us fat, pasty pretentious fucks do.
 
If by "thursday" you mean a Puerto Rican gay man.
 
Not only is he an illiterate douchebag, he sounds like a serial rapist / sex offender, the type who'll go shoot up a women's gym if the subject of his fixation doesn't respond in kind.

Stay away ladies, and make sure you know how to file for a restraining order.
 
Stackhouse has tossed his douchehat into the ring already for the HCwDB of the Year Award. I swear, the campaigning starts earlier and earlier each year.
 
Didn't Dr. Seuss write a book about all the Whobags in Whoville?
 
Now if he'd worked "porch beef" into that, it would have been golden.

Now I'm going to guzzle all the leftover alcohol from yesterday to kill the headache that gave me.
 
Are you sure this isn't from the private notebooks of He Just Bangs Bitches and Drinks?
 
I'm gonna fist pump the shit out of the six-pack of Pacifico in my refrigerator.
 
Another reason to start drinking.
 
Not even 2010 yet and someone's making a strong case for a douchie.
 
So he is in gay porn?
 
He is fucking crazy. I have heard of fist pumping the shit out of a Saturday, but never a Thursday. Stackhouse has a lotta nerve.
 
The picture in the wikipedia article is freaking hilarious.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fist_pump
 
ur sure he izznt "Spunkhouse" as his ass is a larder for gorilla jizz
 
Now there's a real Phi Beta Kappa Rhodes Scholar for you. I have houseplants smarter than that stoopid Douchebag.
 
this can't be real. I refuse to believe it. My faith in mankind depends on this rejection.
 
Hard to believe there are people out there posting this stuff for the world to see.

What a waste of siemen.
 
Attn all Canadians:

Today is Boxing Day.
Report to your local arenas or gymnasiuns, strap on the gloves, and beat the shit out of each other.

Troy, step your game up and represent. Make us proud.
 
Awesome. Pure. And. Simple. Awesome.

How's was everybody's X-mas? I got boxer shorts and pajama pants from my in-laws, a Transformers t-shirt from my wife, a guitar calender from my parents, and 24 hours of explosive diarrhea from my friend Chris. Don't matter to me none, it's all cool. The minute I get off the toilet I'm going to fist pump the shit out of this Saturday.
 
It probably isn't safe to update one's Facebook status whilst in a tanning bed, no?

...And aparently "thursday" is the name of his gay lover...

In my book, there's only two types of people who abbreviate the word "two" as "2": 13-year old girls texting each other, and raging homo 'roid-bags. Which one are you, Stackhouse--which are you?
 
The minute I get out bed, I'm fist pumping the shit out of breakfast.
 
The minute I get out of this antique shop, I'm fist pumping the shit out of this armoire.
 
The minute I get of this arroyo, I'm fist pumping shit out of this tumble weed.
 
The minute I get out of this bird cage, I'm fist pumping the shit out of this drag queen.
 
@ Snoop Douchey Bagg 12:33

Spot on, Snoop.

His comment about "profiling" women redlined my Creep-O-Meter. Profiling women by observing their *handbags* makes me think he's drifted well into Ed Gein territory.

You know what else I can't get out of my head? "Swole." Dude is "getting swole." WTF, Captain Neologism?
 
There are several douchetastic aspects of Stackhouse's oeuvre, not the least of which being that he is a fan of a certain DJ J-Hof

who has a photo album that can only be descibed as scrotetacular.

--VS
 
I feel the need to post, but I'm speechless.

In the face of Stack's eloquence, my inadequacy gives me chills that even my snuggie can't warm.

Did you happen to notice that his head is shaped like a bananna? His jawline starting at his year curves down just like the bottom of a bananna.

whatta dick.

What's a wip?
 
what's a gussler.
 
I printed out Stackhouse's picture and placed it on the floor.
I then got swole, hiked up my snuggie and fist pumped some siemen all over it.




Does that make me gay?
 
me thinks that ol' "Stack" gets "swole" by mining his man cave with camel cockk!
 
I catch you on the street, Stackhouse, and I'm gonna sew you up in a snuggie and go Rodney King on your white ass with my swole flesh baton
 
They need to stop producing low margin DVD players and stick to high end electronics.

What a waste of Siemens.
 
I get the feeling that this guy 'fist pumps the shit' out of many things.
 
That piece of poo-etry was really touching. It reminded me how much douchebags can be total piles of crap.
 
I fist pumped the stuffing into a turkey yesterday.
 
My forearms are so cool I barely noticed any douchebags. Damn I am swole.
 
Yeah he's swole, swollen from fucking himself in his gay ass with a barbell.

Sick fuck.
 
My favorite part: How he feels that it "must be nice...[to get a] strong ass beating."
 
The fist pump is so lame.
 
...it never ends
 
South Park was right ... WAAAHEHEHAY too much piss in the gene pool.
 
it never ends...
 
Hi new here love this site!

I was looking at his youtube profile and I couldnt tell but is this a video of the same guy?

http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=divinhighbird#p/a/f/2/4JMOh-cul6M

Because that is pretty funny.
 
there is also this

http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=divinhighbird#p/a/f/0/sSLsd5St9Fo
 
Gaaah ahaaa.....urp... AHEM!!!


Sorry, my chortling turned into a fur ball hacking fit after reading Stackhouse's auto-biography. Pure comedy. Especially considering his level of illiteracy.



BTW, fellers, we HAVE seen

Stackhouse

before
 
so as a fat guy who has to drink water at bars because the bars i go to have this thing called live music and i happen to enjoy what the band is doing and by doing that i have to put up with loud scrotes such as yourself who like to get obnoxiously loud when said band is working their asses off, id just like to mention that my diabetes will not let me drink...and i quit when i turned 21 anyway because i realized then that a) i hate the taste of alcohol and b) drinking would probably have me end up fist pumping inanimate and nonexistent objects...your words move me like only bowels can
 
This is the version of Howl written by Ginsburg's rectally attached parasitic twin. It could juuuust barely get it's fist out of his poet-purse far enough to reach the typewriter. Never got the recognition it deserved, though. Mostly 'cause readings were so unpleasant for the audience.
 
"Is it bad that I'm looking at my forearms more than any of these whobags. I just got it going on tonight, what can I say"

Is it too late to just knock Smoot out as 2009's winnah and put Stackhouse in??

Or maybe we should just sign him up as El Rey for 2010 and start for 2011.
Cuz I'm thinking we ain't gonna do any better, people.

And if we do, it's time to get us and our precious bodily fluids (plus several Hotts) out to an island in the Pacific, and just nuke the US.

I'm worried about The Future.
Guess I better get swole so I can fist pump the shit out of 2010.

Signed,
A f*cking woman that has mastered the art of making men sexually aroused in every way possible now

...in a snuggie.
 
I remember when I got swole. It wasn't covered by my insurance. Also, siemen.
 
His Facebook page stated that he's in grad school...? Studying what? Syntax?
 
Yo, Stackhouse, you jacked up retard.

Here's a clue: DRINK WATER AT THE BAR. Why? Because hangovers are largely a product of dehydration. So,for every drink you drink, guzzle a glass of water. Your kidneys and tiny little five watt brain pan will thank you.

and Snuggies? Don't own one, but know people who do and they like them. At least they don't go around wearing dog tags they didn't earn.

Stackhouse: you're an asswipe and a butt clown, a pathetic piece of taint cheese that's been left in the tanning bed too long.

You're an immature, narcissistic, semi-literate DOUCHEBAG. Your values are as vapid and pointless as your feeble drooling attempts at prose. You and your kind are the lowest form of vermin mother nature has ever suffered to crawl upon the surface of this good green earth.

You will never amount to anything on your own because you are a spoiled, ignorant, momma's boy. You are of no consequence and everything you do in your life will be of no lasting value. To call you garbage s an insult to the refuse, flotsam, and jetsam of this planet.

You are a horrendous tumour on humanity.

Now kindly go read a book. Or something.
 
Dear Stackhouse:

What Troy said. And furthermore:

F*cking women haven't mastered the art of anything. It's just that some of you are a little smaller in the cortex and therefore more easily stimulated on the baser levels by simpler visual input. TRANSLATION: You're so dumb, you get turned on by the sight of handbags. And I don't mean you have a fetish, I mean you're a moron who would fuck a briefcase if it let you.

6:00 Therapy appt: You, a mirror and a set a dumbells. And then you're gonnas re-enact that day that Father McCormick raped you in the boy's gym. Your therapist is making a bold move, indeed.

I believe it's "Getting swoll", as in "Swollen". However, anyone who uses the phrase can't be expected to know how to spell it or where it came from. And the 'Wip" would be spelled WHIP, and that means your car. If you're gonna do the whole white-boy-gets-homey thing, do it fuvking right. I'm not most cracker-ass whitey on earth and I even know about 'swoll' and 'whip', you hammerhead.

If you're looking at your forearms and the other whobags aren't, it means NOBODY CARES. So, yes, it is bad, bad for you.

RE your resentment against Christians: After that who Father McCormick thing, I don't blame you. However, they're not doing anyone a favor trying to help you get into heaven.

F U wear a snuggie? "Fuck you, wear a snuggie"? Um...ok.

RE: Drinking water at the bar...what if I'm thirsty and I don't drink alcohol? Ok....if you eat vegetables in a steakhouse, step it up u f*cking doushers....if you buy a shirt at Foot Locker, step it up u f*cking doushers....See where this is going? The cool part of tyhe evening is when the stone cold sober guy knocks out the drunk guy's teeth. Awesome.

About the 50 dollar T shirt paragraph....was that a self parody? Jus' wonderin.

I'm dying to get on your Facebook page, but I'm afraid my ugly face disqualifies me. BTW, Dudley Do-Right just called, he wants his look back.

I have a brand new laptop (killed that last one for good with the 12 days of douchemas), but it doesn't seem to have nuclear capabilities...yet. Sleep tight, Stackhouse.
 
Proof that FSU cranks out some top-notch grad students who sound like they've smacked their skulls on the diving board a few too many times.
 
What Troy AND Medusa said.

Now I'm going to go pump fist the shit out of a bottle of Black Label in downtown San Diego.

Then I'm going to fuck a snuggie.

Seriously.

Them snuggies feel oh so good on the johnson AND they keep your arms warm. Match made in heaven? I dare say so.
 
After reading Stackhouse's epic, Urban Meyer knew he had no other option but to step down.
 
It would be fun to spam his inbox with christian stuff. And by fun I mean fist pumping the shit out of this thursday.
 
"Get Some" ... the man is a walking condom commercial, who makes the most rabid pro-lifers reconsider the virtues of abortion.

My brain bled along with my eyes.
 
Somewhere between a short stack and House of Pancakes is the length and flat shape of Stackhouse's l'il dickie.

OH, AND DID I SAY HE MAKES DONKEY DOUCHE SOUND BRILLIANT??? (as in "Quality Ass" )
 
Didn't the "fist pump" go out of style about 15 years ago, like the mullet?
 
His FACEBOOK page says he's a fan of the DELTA GAMMA Fraternity (legally, yes, but a sorority!).

My sister in law is a DG.

Her daughter is a DG.

And SIR, you are NO DG!

However, you ARE a DOG. Woof.
 
My instincts tell me that even FLYTEETH is outraged by the outlier STACKHOUSE.

I'm sure he'll let us know what he thinks, but in his own time. FLY TIME.
 
What the fuck
 
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The minute I get out of this corpora superoelestial incarnation, I'm fist pumping the shit out of this astral plane.
 
The minute I get out of this Castro bath house, I'm fist pumping this shit out of this...

...well, you get the idea.
 
I almost think this has got to be parody douche. He reminds me of Brucie from GTA4
 
Stackhouse is nothing but a Gator wannabe.

A lesser douchebag.

Which for some reason I can't comprehend probably makes him an even bigger douche.
 
I would like to believe that Stackhouse is not actually real, but just some spontaneous douche manifestation spawned from the powerful end-of-year collective 'bag hunter mind. DB1, Tell me I'm horribly wrong!
 
some day, i'd like to know which clubs Stackhouse frequents, so i can wait in the parking lot wearing a $5 shirt and toting my trusty 25M 4-foot long rebar.
 
this is a truly chilling little diatribe.

surely this person would be diagnosed as a socio-path in most societies?

i pray to fucking god the chinese manage to embark on their cultural/economic imperialist tenure with a little more cerebral panache.
 
SSS @ 11:17 am wrote "...I'm going to attack you with a rabbis badger wrapped in barb wire.."

I'm sure he meant to say RABID badger but somehow a rabbi's badger wrapped in barbed wire strikes me as far more ominous.

*shudders*
 
Dookie Stackhouse's ranting here are a singularity in this universe; if you shaved, flayed and salted a pack of baboons and tossed them into a church van lined with random newspaper clippings and filled with highly territorial rabbi's badgers protecting their horde of porch beef, and then jabbed pikes into murderholes along the sides, and then you paid Michael Vick to photograph the shredded newsprint imbedded in the spattered gore coating the van's interior, and you repeated this process 20,000 times, eventually you MIGHT find amidst the serum and entrails a string of gibberish that approaches Dookie Stachhouse's Angry Gay Man In Denial (AGMID) manifesto here.

Can there be any doubt that he is a predatory chicken hawk who sodomized frightened twinks bound prone in opened backed snuggies while cursing his mother?

By the way that babboon badger van process is called a "Michael Bay Typewriter". It's what he wrote the screenplay with for "Pearl Harbor".

True story; look it up.
 
When I get outa this snuggie I'm gonna fist-pump the shit outa this $240 worth o' pudding I got in the trunk of my '73 El Dorado.
 
i can haz fist pumping?
 
So, hanging out at the in-laws means wall to wall TV. So I finally sat down and looked at Jersey Shore on MTV. Made me wanna hurl. I couldn't even get through the whole thing.

Some ditzy bleeth broke up with her boyfriend and decided she was too upset to go to work the next day. Boo fucking hoo.

What an asshole.

In fact EVERYONE on that show is a cretinous facet of the impact of Greico Virus infection. Stunning. Simply stunning idiots.

These people are fucked. The have NO clue and will waltz us all off the cliff as they frolic in their willful ignorance.

Bunch of zombies, the lot of them.

I couldn't get through the whole thing. I watched about half of it, and felt so ill I just turned it off. I've driven past multi-car pile-ups that were less noisome than the few minutes spent watching that craptastic blight on our culture.
 
Stackhouse, even Gunther thinks you're gay.

Und Frohe Weihnachten!
 
Soon as I get out of bed I am going to fist pump the shit out of this Sunday. Get some.
 
@ Darksock, 6:56am

Now you coulda bought $100 worth of pudding. And that woulda been a whole lotta pudding. But you had to go all the way, baby. All the way home.

Darksock, Barry and LeVon salute you.

And with "Michael Bay typewriter," you made life worth living again in the aftermath of the crime against humanity that is Stackhouse.
 
Wow...you give solid validity to everything douche and if women actually hang out with punks like you at all it would be a f**king miracle. You should try directing some of your hostility to your therapist and not the female race in general. With any luck at all you will never procreate and the world will be a much better place for it. Have a nice day!
 
I smell a take down request.
 
an acrid belch from the depths of a troubled psyche- let's hope he falls thru his own asshole and disappears
 
@ Darksock 6:38

Indeed, I like the notion of using Hebrew badgers to do our bidding.

This will be a bris that Stackhouse will never forget.
 
101 mofos!
 
All the spray tan in the world can't cure a Tertiary syphilis infection. We're just fortunate enough to have a first hand account of the effects of paralytic dementia.
 
Ugh, I have been on vacation and I have to come back to this asshat. He makes want to fist pump the shit out of some three day old Porch Beef. Any man who talks about women this way generally has some deep seeded hatred of them. Oh well, more for the robots.

ps I loved the siemen phone I used to have. Shit fist pumped the shit out of my BB.
 
Samurai Scrote met Stackhouse and fist-pumped a whole pile o' shit outta him, then turned around and pooped all over him, then rubbed his frickin' nose in it and said, "BAD DOG."

He always has been a man of few words.

Woof.
 
Has any one watched the linked videos posted earlier in this thread? I think this guy poses as a douche for humor purposes.
 
if you don't buy an Awesome Blossom at Chili's, step it up u f*cking doushers.
 
News flash. If u buy 220 grit sandpaper instead of 60 grit at Home Depot u are a f*cking loser, not just a loser but a f*cking waste of siemen and ovarian lining.
 
News flash. If you liked Evil Dead 2 better than Evil Dead u are a f*cking loser, not just a loser but a f*cking waste of siemen and ovarian lining.




...by the way, what does he mean by "ovarian lining"? Did he perhaps mean "eggs"? Or did he mean "uterine lining"?

Honestly, I despise this guy even more than Smoot. I mean it. I smell next yea'r Irving Thallbag winner.
 
^year's


News flah. If u make typos in the comments thread u are a f*cking loser, not just a loser but a f*cking waste of siemen and ovarian lining.
 
News flash. If u buy bottled water at a Office Depot u are a f*cking loser, not just a loser but a f*cking waste of siemen and ovarian lining.

Oh wait, I actually sincerely mean that.
 
This guy is my hero.
 
Yeah man, why's he gotta pick on the poor Snuggie? That's where I draw the line.

Yeah, news flash. If you have to pick on snuggies to make yourself feel important u are a f*cking loser, not just a loser but a f*cking waste of siemen and ovarian lining.

I think that means you're a waste of the reproductive organs it took to produce you.
 
Sergeant Scrote Stain, you're a douchebag. I really don't like you.
 
I was so angered by this I drowned my cat in the toilet because I thought I saw him "fist pumping" his cat box. His death shall not be in vain. I am off to aquire a steam roller, a car battery, jumper cables, a pissed off feret and a speculum. Jersey, behold a pale horse...
 
As a Christian I do not want to save ou sir. In fact I want you to become possesed by satan so you will actually have some personality. Hypocracy? Yes, maybe a little. But seriously, fuck this guy.
 
news flash. if u swing instead of stab with a pool cue during a fight, u are a f*cking loser, not just a loser but a f*cking waste of siemen and ovarian lining. Step it up u f*cking doushers, or just off ur selves.
 
copy / pasting that portion of text made me die a little.
 
step it up u f*cking doushers
 
@ Anon 6:42

Thanks for the insight pal, anything else?
 
2 things
"I'm fist pumping the shit out of this thursday" is thursday a dude or a female and what species?

siemen is that where he works?
thats a company in silicon valley right?
 
I could not read the whole comment thread, but I propose a new Douchie cathegory for 2010: Best Poo-etry. Fi(r)st contender is Stackhouse.
 
Dude, really??? Really?!?! What the fuck is wrong with people? If anyone should be killing themselves it's this douche!!! This guy brings nothing to society other herpes.
 
@ Medusa 4:17

Let's not get carried away now, pumpkin.
 
Let's see. I think I may have found a hidden message by rearranging this masterpiece:

I would f*ck that bitch right out of that snuggie, what can I say.

I'm fist pumping the shit out of fat dudes in 50 dollar T shirts. It never ends. I'm fat ugly f*cking waste of siemen and ovarian lining.

6 o'clock therapy appt. Getting swole, working on the wip, ...tighten up chub chubs, I don't play the I'm fat ugly game.

The sad part is, the minute I get out of this tanning bed, I'm looking at my forearms and I'm making men sexually aroused in every way possible now. About to make my self real happy.

Please don't friend request me. Put a f*cking blanket on.

News flash. I'm a f*cking doushers. I just got it going on tonight, what can I say.

This translation is taking longer than I thought. I think I'll waste some brain cells figuring out how a Ricci flow works in a bounded three-dimensional space.
 
@ medusa

Where did you get that coffee cup? People around here seem to think it unseemly to walk around with a 5 gallon bucket securely fastened to a pith hat that has a foot long straw for my coffee fix. I work with losers.

I'm not addicted, I needz it to funxion.
 
"Get Some" reads like a Rosetta Stone of choad husbandry. The layers, the layers! Every paragraph - assuming the line breaks weren't accidental - is like a shiny quarter dropped into tourist binoculars overlooking a Grand Canyon of poo. You have to respect its grandeur even as you dry heave when the wind shifts.

"The minute I get out of this tanning bed' I'm fist pumping the shit out of this thursday." My jaw goes slack with wonder. I would so totally wear that on a tshirt. It's as if the ghost of Robert Frost could be channeled by LA Looks alone.

I can barely contain myself for the sequel: 'Foor yearz (sic) after I get out of this tanning bed' I'm fist pumping the shit out of this invasive squamous cell carcinoma.'

Genius.
 
Truly sad that Stackhouse thinks he's being meaningful and deep.

I get the feeling that Stackhouse can only masturbate to pictures of, or the thought of, himself.
 
This is incredible.

Humans first appeared on this earth hundreds of thousands of years ago. We started walking around, we made fires, killed animals and, eventually, we started talking. Written language is what separates us from the rest of the animals. It is arguably the pinnacle of human evolution and definitely the most important creation of all time.

And now we have Stackhouse. Who is either spitting in the face of all that evolutionary effort or honoring it with whatever it is he is saying. The only way to know for sure is to examine Stackhouse's upbringing because then his motivation for using language in such a way will become clear. But then we would have to communicate with him. Which would probably end in tears. As in I'd tie him down and give his hands a thousand paper cuts then squeeze lemon juice on them just to get his attention away from his biceps so I could as him what he means when he says:

"love the fat dudes in 50 dollar T shirts mocking the fist pump. Go to a gym, have a girl caress ur biceps, and abs b4 u sleep with her. hit a tanning bed than come get ur mock on. It never ends, the sad part is these busted ass trash bags would get laughed out the club up north, or a strong ass beating. Must be nice.."

I feel like I just came down the mountain with Moses. What the fuck just happened? Did I really just get tablets of stone from God? Does anyone take grammar class anymore? How did we get here? And now I'm writing about it. Fuck you Stackhouse - for making me question the meaning of life and the universe and everything. But also I want to meet you because I feel like even though we both speak English we could not communicate at all. But I have to know - do you have a job? Does someone pay you to do things for them? Like things that involve writing things down?

I could keep writing for a while. Oh what glory there is in mocking.
 
I don't think that I've ever been accused of being a "waste of siemen" before. I mean, I thought that I was cool enough to buy their programmable thermostat, but now Stackhouse is really making me question if I should go back to the old one. GET SOME!
 
I've studied English for 10 years and if I may say it myself I'm doing pretty well. But I honestly do not understand what he's on about?
 
i just want to say who ever in gods name found enough time to stalk a random person on facebook and all their status updates and then bother to post it to this half retarded webpage, which is clearly made for ugly self conscious jerks with 2 inch dicks, needs to find a better hobby if you ask me. why would what one random guy you dont know bother you so much. hmmmmm well from what i know he could break everyone of your faces.. so all you ugly 2inch dudes go buy a fake pussy and fuck ur brains out and pretend your stackhouse. =)
 
@Jenny 1600:
Wow. Are you Stack's Mom? Come on: Clearly "the trailer is strong with this one" as spelling n' grammar ain't high on the list...whatever. Seriously tho. Check out your son. Sry Babe: your son's an asshat and you my friend are the mother of Summer's Eve. In the Winter. And by Winter I mean fist pumping the shit out of January with bleached hair and you're his Mom.
 
But Stackhouse FTW: wisdom poetry of that caliber comes forth but rarely; Stacks crushes-nay, FISTPUMPS this shit out on the daily. Hotts? Hot. Douchelook? right there, and there. The Gays passing on making a pass at him ("Frosted Tips! Really?") even though his look is like a collage of "men-for-men" ads? Well, look at this taint and tell me it doesn't remind you of that one time in bandcamp where you were hunkered down in the dark with a mirror and a flashlight trying to figure out what was really behind your balls, but not quite your butthole. For real. Checkmate my friend. Check. Mate.
 
Fuck all you haters. Just cause none of you crush pussy don't mean you need to talk shit about an alpha-male who kills cunt for a living. Fist-pumping and long dicking ho's on the reg
 
I'm fistpumping the shit out of fistpumpers who fistpump in their snuggies, what can I say, time to get my tan. Flame on, bitch!
 
you guys make me laugh. not a single one of you internet losers has any idea how a REAL MAN lives, so ill do you a favor and tell you a little bit about myself. Every morning I wake up to my butler - Hobbs Mothafuckin' Wellington. He's a 8'7 thai-buddhist-monk-butler and I pay him a weekly salary worth more than most u... bitches make in 5 years. When he snaps his fingers, and my crew layers the ground with a fresh batch of internet losers for me to step on. God knows my feet are too cash for silk carpets. Do you wanna know the best thing? Im so muthafuckin flash, gettin laid the normal way its beyond me. My team of naked scientists have created me a rectal electrode which stimulates my sexual glands at every moment of my life. Its a pleasure that none of you faggots will ever experience because the electrode takes the sexual consent of 20 supermodels per hour to run. Fuckin rights baby!! Sexual consent - not pussy. Its how us ultra ballers roll these days. Oh, do you have a ferrari? Well sit the fuck down because my diamond crusted spaceship just shit that out. Is that picture of your girlfriend? Go fuck yourself. Just the other day I had cindy crawford captured and genetically fused together with a fuckin tiger. Layin pipe out on that shit was so candy, jesus himself came down from heaven and off'ed a midget in my name. Ciao.
 
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