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or someone who takes the time to read that gets pissed about the life he's wasted even though he's critiquing peoples posts online which in turn proves that he has no life. while a moderator who also has no life chooses to critique the previous critiquer’s critique. then the moderator who has no life as we know it hunts down the negative critiquer and takes a picture of him while he's sleeping to post on the forum that he feels is important enough to take up what little life he has... immediately relegating the original critiquer to a lifeless existence. ... this being the case the moderator now finds meaning in his otherwise empty existence and continues to photograph people in their sleep and post the images on the internet where he makes millions for his new-age art which depicts people sleeping. the humble moderator then takes his millions and moves next door to truthbearer[/b]
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where he spends his days lighting bags of dog crap on fire only to throw them on his neighbor's porch. he will then photograph the famous truthbearer stomping on bags of burning feces and then sell the images to the tabloids for a hefty sum of money which he will then spend on cigarettes so he can smoke for hours on end while blowing the smoke into truthbearer's ventilation system.
I guess this is your vengance for saying I support tabacco's killing of people who smoke, huh?
Oh well, I can just go ahead and shoot you if you do such things, for we all have learned that Hollywood celebrities are above the law. So I would suggest you move next to me and be a good neighbor.
If you do so then I might consider inviting you to my private parties where you will spot celebrities of the calibur of Dustin Diamond and Charo. She wil tell you that she wants to do the cuchi cuchi with you(or whatever it is she says) and you will refuse politely, using as an excuse that you are already taken. This will of course annoy her plenty and she will seek comfort in the arms of Urkel(If I remember correctly his name is Jaleel White). They will fall in love and start a family and raise them to hate you. Then one day, when their kids are still under the legal age, they will be taught by the Melendez brothers and the "3 ninjas" movies the act of murdering succesfully, and they will be sent out in a kamikazee mission to murder you. They will also use the fact you like pirates more than ninjas as motivation. I will try to stop them, using the moves I learned while filming Matrix 5: The Matrix Reruns. Unfortunately, they will stab me with a ninja star, and I would almost bleed to death if it wasn't for my new confidant cleaning guy/sleeping me photographer, that just happened to have played a doctor in Chicago Hope some years back. Then they will complete the job they were sent out to do, when their ninja moves easily outpower your pirate skills(saying "arghhh" and drinking). I will go to your funeral and leave you a pic of me sleeping as an homage to your art, and the fact you were a great neighbor. I will then perform a touching eulogy that will have everyone in tears, and would later be cataloged by the New York Times as a "Moving, emotional and in a single word: Perfect" performance. I will incorporate that in my next movie: The death of a the last pirate" and I will get an Oscar for it. I will put that in a stand that I use to keep my prizes and such, and have my cleaning guy polish it every week. If he forgets to do so regularly I will be forced to take his visitation rights too. He will argue that he saved my life and I will say: "Tomas, that was then, this is now". He will then accept his fate and work extra hard until I hand him his rights once again. But I will go to his room when he is not there and punch a hole in one of the condoms he keeps in his drawer with a needle. That will end up in him impregnating Maria, his on and off girlfriend. That will teach him to polish my awards with more frequency...
The end...for now 
P.S. Don't ask me how I know Urkels name, I am filled with useless facts like that...
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