Zeta Acosta posted:

VikingSkull posted:

one way recording isn't legal in Missouri I don't think

Zeta Acosta posted:

VikingSkull posted:

maybe the middle ground, where it's only Logan having a depressing mental breakdown in public

maybe that's the funny part?

VikingSkull posted:

there's literally nothing funny about this

Lightning Knight posted:

I was lying there isn’t an upside sadly.

Ulthar posted:

it isn't, in fact

Blitter posted:

Seems like a nice professional business relationship.

TheAardvark posted:

yeah I don't see any way at all that this is funny, the best case scenario is that Logan is having some kind of mental break and that still isn't funny at all

VikingSkull posted:

there's literally nothing funny about this

cda posted:

i hate your av

Supreme Allah posted:

It should be legal everywhere, it's a ridiculous restriction that cripples any semblance of usefulness in a recorded conversation

Supreme Allah posted:

It should be legal everywhere, it's a ridiculous restriction that cripples any semblance of usefulness in a recorded conversation

Arrhythmia posted:

Gloves are coming off tongith. no one pulls punches.

Zeta Acosta posted:

what does a facebook status have to do with domestic abuse charges?

Jose Oquendo posted:

Remember when they both swore up and down they weren't in a relationship?

cda posted:

i hate your av

Tallgeese posted:

Wait does that mean each Captain Crunch cookie has the calories of a whole box of Captain Crunch?

Chuck Buried Treasure posted:

Weird that every woman that Lowtax has ever met is part of the same rapidly-expanding conspiracy to falsely accuse him of domestic assault

VikingSkull posted:

except when an abusive guy records his girlfriend in a mental breakdown and lets the internet hear it, like when Shmorky did it to his girlfriend

cda posted:

i hate your av

azurite posted:

I didn't know there were allegations before Lady Ambien. Wasn't really plugged into forum drama. Now I feel like a huge dumb rear end in a top hat for giving him spine money.

I hope his kids are gonna be alright.

boar guy posted:

never beat your heroes

Lil Swamp Booger Baby posted:

I don't.

Snow Cone Capone posted:

he has literally been accusing women who left him of being crazy unreliable bitches since 2003

https://www.somethingawful.com/news/what-learned-last/

cda posted:

i think its sweet that you made a picture of your mom your av

Blitter posted:

Lil Swamp Booger Baby posted:

It's a picture of me my mom is in the back

ANUSTART posted:

Seriously, I wonder what bullshit will be spun to explain "haha women be crazy bitches again!"

Grem posted:

Great, another thread that will come up in 5 years as people say "haha remember that time..."

Who What Now posted:

Wasn't she physically abusing Shmorky? I think it's good to record abusers.

Who What Now posted:

Wasn't she physically abusing Shmorky? I think it's good to record abusers.

sharknado slashfic posted:

Sadly a lot of goons have their identity so wrapped up in this lovely forum that Lowtax could stand in the middle of 5th Avenue and shoot a black woman and he wouldn’t lose users.

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LESSON #1: NEVER GET ROMANTICALLY INVOLVED WITH A CRAZY WOMAN.


Since I wanted to post something more positive and uplifting than my experience with my ex-fiancee, I included this image of SA Forum Goon "Horribleman" who got drunk, threw up on my carpet, then passed out in the bathtub.
This important lesson repeatedly surfaces in my life, much like how dark clouds gather before an acid rain storm in southern California, or as Robert Downy Jr. appears before the SWAT Team arrives equipped with an assault team of U-Haul moving vans large enough to comfortably relocate his current fix of cocaine and tar heroin. However, no matter how carefully I investigate potential mates, despite the amount of time I spend "getting to know them better" (or as the authorities refer to as "stalking them by hiding in the bushes and furiously masturbating outside their garage"), and regardless of whom I eventually grow romantically linked to, their brains eventually collapse into a Biggie-Sized bowl of wacko chili. By using convential logic, I must assume one of at least three possible conclusions contain some shread of truth. Please note the purpose of the following three items is to clarify and explain why I am no longer engaged to Emily "I Am Not a Crook" Reigel to the people who email me daily and ask why she never updates anymore. If you do not enjoy Internet drama, then please skip to Lesson #2 and pretend I wrote something witty and poignant about Iraq and / or George W. "W." Bush Jr.

1) I have a subconscious desire to date people who make my limited and fleeting grasp of reality appear superior in comparison. I somewhat believe in this conclusion, as Emily "I Do Not Tell the Truth" Reigel appeared to embody the ideal of a "normal" person for nearly a year. Of course, I conceivably might have overlooked a few tell-tale signs of her brain goofiness, such as the time she had a plane ticket to meet me in Seattle but she claimed the FBI and CIA stopped her at the airport, refusing to let her on the plane. According to Emily "Person Who Lies" Reigel, the US Government had detained her under the claim she was a threat or terrorist or very large explosive of some sort. She spent most of that day calling me and providing helpful, up-to-the-moment fictional progress reports concerning her fictional interrogation by fictional FBI officers in the fictional airport security room. She additionally provided me with their fictional names, you know, just in case if I didn't believe such a plausibly fictional idea. To take it one step even further, she chose to write up a lengthy, detailed, exciting summary of the fictional events that fictitiously occurred that day! I recently learned, in reality, Emily spent that entire day crying in her bed and never even bothered to leave for the airport. So perhaps this theory could still be considered "up in the air," much like where my brain had to have been located to believe such a ludicrous story.

2) I possess some ability which causes people to spontaneously grow nutty after repeated exposure to myself. I can safely rule out this one as well, as Emily "Lying For Fun and Profit" Reigel had completely made up some fictitious life she claimed to have lived before engaging in constant exposure to me. She told me she went to medical school; in reality, she was a hypochondriac who enjoyed visiting the WebMD website every other hour. She claimed she had never been in a "serious" relationship before; in reality, she spent nearly three years dating some poor sod named "Kevin" when she decided to begin cheating on him with me, then lied to him by claiming she planned on moving to Seattle "for a job opportunity." You know, as opposed to "living with another man." She professed that once my apartment lease ran out in May, I should move up to Wisconsin so we could live together once again and get married; in reality, she moved up to Wisconsin in January and decided to get back with her ol' buddy Kevin, since he is the only person in her life crazy enough to tolerate her insecure, patholigical lying bonus features. Poor Kevin, I hope he wakes up to his senses and decides to meet somebody who might have a more positive influence in his life, such as that time-traveling plane engine from "Donnie Darko." Trust me, that pain will seem miniscule compared to time spent with Emily "Oops, My Entire Life Is a Lie" Reigel.

3) I simply have lousy taste in women. Out of all theories, I'd say this contains the most truth. For example, I dated some girl for a few months in college. After I broke up with her, she promptly became a lesbian. I decided to become romantically involved with a woman a couple years ago, and now she sells beads and string online. Perhaps I need to embrace Raymond Watts' theory of "find it, gently caress it, forget it" which makes sassy women relationship movies such a Lifetime Network blast these days. If I were to conceivably embark on a strict loving and forgetting policy, then I wouldn't have to deal with the aspect of becoming engaged to somebody whose mind is composed of an equal mixture of "cryin' and lyin'" neurons.

Of course this lesson has essentially blossomed into a full-fledged e/n diatribe, but since I personally started this website and am forced to pay thousands of dollars for the bandwidth and servers so people may read this crap, I feel it is my public duty to inform you that I am forced to pay thousands of dollars for the bandwidth and servers so people may read this crap. I take solace in the fact that all my past mistakes and embarrassments will remain engraved on this site until the servers catch fire and fall into the Pacific Ocean. If you glean any knowledge from this lesson, I hope that it may be "getting engaged to crazy pathological liars = bad."