Insult me March 21, 2006 7:32 PM   Subscribe

What is the MeTa protocol if I want a tongue or keyboard lashing? (mi)
posted by lalochezia to Etiquette/Policy at 7:32 PM (10 comments total)

Rather than obliquely ask for it, by committing a terrible faux pas in the green, or trolling with nasty straw men or obnoxious opinions in the blue, I want to come out here and BE INSULTED, without any other reason than I WANT IT.

Whaddaya got? And how do I get it?

I realize this is puerile. But I needs a good insultin' dammit
posted by lalochezia at 7:32 PM on March 21, 2006

Fuck you
posted by caddis at 7:35 PM on March 21, 2006

Oh great, MeTa's gonna turn into some fetish site.
posted by ThePinkSuperhero at 7:36 PM on March 21, 2006 [1 favorite]

*saves local copy before the tyrannical mathowie bot airbrushes this thread out of existence*
posted by mlis at 7:36 PM on March 21, 2006

This is hot.
posted by selfnoise at 7:39 PM on March 21, 2006

go jerk off somewhere else.
posted by puke & cry at 7:39 PM on March 21, 2006

It's so hard to pre-emptively justify a good ass-chewin'
posted by shnoz-gobblin at 7:43 PM on March 21, 2006

Shutup, dios.
posted by orthogonality at 7:44 PM on March 21, 2006

lalochezia the masochist writes: "Hurt me!"

Gator the sadist writes: "No!"
posted by Gator at 7:47 PM on March 21, 2006

lalochezia, your consistent and neverending assault on the senses is nothing short of the ultimate display of tasteless simpering. Every word from your festering rictus is a crawling maggot spewing rotten fermented dog shit all over my lap. I cannot describe any more clearly than this just precisely how odious everything about your personality is for me, except to say that the very particles which make up your corporeality are, individually and taken as a whole, an offense to god, buddha, shiva, allah or any other divinity one can or has ever imagined. You are an insult to spirituality everywhere, seeing as you are final evidence of the cruelty of the universe made flesh. No higher deity or intelligence could have made you except as a fantastic prank upon the sensibilities of reasoning people everywhere. May your hands become hooks that get caught in your nostril when you pick your nose and may your genitals swell with the fluids of a thousand failed attempts to copulate until it hangs pendulously between your ankles, a testament in skin to the simple futility of your very existence.

love ya, babe.
posted by shmegegge at 7:48 PM on March 21, 2006

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