Matt Forrney, the asshole behind the now-defunct In Mala Fide blog, is apparently as desperate for attention as ever. So today I’m going to indulge him by posting this deliberately obnoxious comment of his about women and drinking. [CORRECTION: The post was actually written by someone calling himself “The Captain Power,” who is evidently a whole other different person than Matt Forney, who merely published this post on his blog called Matt Forney.]
If your girlfriend goes out and drinks alcohol, you are most likely getting cheated on.
Women by nature are predetermined in their D.N.A to get pregnant and reproduce, and until they reach menopause they need a constant supply of penis to provide fertility. Your girlfriend might prefer your penis, but once the alcohol kicks in and she is inebriated, your penis is useless. Out of site, out of mind (but full of semen).
In my entire life I have never met a women who was out drinking and didn’t cheat on her boyfriend. …
The few drinking exceptions for women include weddings, work parties, birthday parties with male friends, and suicide attempts.
The reference to suicide attempts at the end is a nice touch.
It’s no fun when he comes in already half-melted. Try harder, kid! Be creative!
It’s well known that poor people and coloureds are a drain on our resources so we would be better off cutting them off from all government help. High ranking economicsts agree with me and my papers have been widely published. know who you’re talking to idiot.
He invented HTML later that year, of course. Didn’t take off for a while.
Cassandra go fuck yourself you cunt. How old are you like 65? Fruitloops Futrelle must be proud to hae friends like you fags.
Wait, am I supposed to be fucking or ffucking? It’s best to know these things in advance.
“Hae friends”? Is the well-known master of economics (c’mon, Pell, give us the name if you’re so famous!) trying to be Scots now?
Retrograde racism is on the list already right? Is ageism?
And c*nt doesn’t get caught in the mod queue? Weiiiird.
We do know who we’re talking to — an insecure loser, with a serious case of projection, who knows he’ll never make anything of himself and thus tries, desperately, to make people think he’s got something to contribute to society. But really, for all the people you think are a drain on society, the real drain is you.
“Hae friends”? Is the well-known master of economics (c’mon, Pell, give us the name if you’re so famous!) trying to be Scots now?
The best are never famous, its diettantes like Krugman who get all the attention. It’s true for every field as well, just look at the dick sucking that Prattchet and Stephen King get, while great writers like Strindberg are virtually unknown.
If he’s a drain he’s a really clogged one, where the Draino doesn’t work and you have to bring in a professional to extract a giant slimy hairball and a few dead rodents before anyone can use it again.
As long as we’re choosing up Discworld characters, I have the physique to play any of the wizards except the Bursar and Rincewind.
Somehow I don’t see someone with a Master’s in anything, let alone the endless string of accomplishments Pell’s claimed, being as incompetent in basic English as he is. He can’t even swear inventively.
His mum needs to lock up the red cordial, seriously.
Argenti get back on the fatmobile your lower class loser getting benefits for your lazy life
White, middle class, probably not disabiled or overweight, cis and straight, under 25 and totally clueless that the reason he can’t “get ahead” (or even, quite likely, into college) isn’t because of “those people” but because he has absolutely nothing to offer besides his over inflated ego.
Can’t deal with people he sees as “lesser” being successful and/or happy, so he lashes out against whomever, and whatever, he sees as holding him back.
Struck a nerve did I? Some of here did get into college, glad to know that whole psych major thing had a point!
Speaking of famous writers, I am going to see Neil Gaiman in Nashville tomorrow. Call me a cocksucker all you want, but at the end of the day I’m going to have a book signed by the same hand that gave us Coraline and the Doctor’s Wife, and you won’t.
Good thing you like being sad.
“Diettantes”
diet tantes
diet aunts?
Nice example of projection that “dick sucking” is how Pell frames getting attention. Quite the tell for Junior Rageboner.
In other news, one of the techs parked his motorcycle in the shop because “chance of rain” in New England wasn’t enough deterrent and he didn’t want it getting soaked (he got a ride home, it’s probably still parked among the ride on mowers)
Oh! And the woodchuck had babies!! They’re down right adorable!
Wait, how long have you had a woodchuck, Argenti?
Falconer – whoot! That’s fun. Full report plz!
White, middle class, probably not disabiled or overweight, cis and straight, under 25 and totally clueless that the reason he can’t “get ahead” (or even, quite likely, into college) isn’t because of “those people” but because he has absolutely nothing to offer besides his over inflated ego.
I got into every Ivy League institution you stupid plebe cunt. I made the acceptance letters into a mobile that hangs over my head at night now that I teach at Yale and princeton in my spare time. Go fuck yourself.
For certain values of “having a woodchuck,” of course.
Also Argenti I’m upper class, where there are no lazy poor people and coloureds.
Teach at Yale eh? What subject?
Falconer — mommy woodchuck lives RIGHT behind the repair shop my mother works in (and I sometimes hang out in because “OMGS the engine is on fire” is hilarious [note, the fires are all flash in the pan deals, or just So. Much. Smoke!])
Daddy lives maybe 100 yards down. And now she’s got two wee ones in her hole! They waddle run, it’s hilarious.
Aww, he believes in drickle drop theory, that’s specious.
You don’t know anything you uneducated roach. All you know is what the femzombies say on this blog you stupid asshole. Also my theories are not the trickle down theories they’re something different, look up my papers. Poor people should be pushed out or forced to get off their asses.