I got a new 12 pound sledge hammer today, and imagine my disappointment when there was no rat bastard to go hunting.... Ah, well, it is only Monday, shit has got to pick up. I really need some asshole to go off on right now and that one just seemed perfect...

I know it's not contagious, dear, but stress is a factor. I'm just scared, maybe, not sure. And I ought to have enough reserves for a few months. My dad is the only parent I have and there is guilt, too, cause I'm not there to take care of him like he's always been there for me. Sorry to drag my personal shit here, it won't happen again. Thanks for the backwards support, ya ol' pirate meanie! *hands out the rum*

I'll say it: I am fat.

I'll say this: Something is wrong right now and I am losing weight but not in a safe manner. Since I found out that my dad has cancer, I've not been able to eat or sleep like I should and right now I have dropped ten pounds in a week. Every time I do eat, I barf. I smell food, I barf. I'm not preg, that is what having birth control and no sex is for. I live on coffee and Mt. Dew and cigarettes right now. I would like to say that I'm happy about the weight coming off, but this isn't how I want it to happen. I'm real sick of my blood sugar bottoming out and damn near passing out when I stand or try to anything. It sucks. I try to eat and it all returns, and not like Batman, either! This is no fun and I want it to stop. Mainly the only "food" kind of item I can manage is a Wint-O-Green Lifesaver now and then. So, Pescado my friend, I'm not stoking the engine but burning some of my reserves. We'll see where it lands me!

Sure, as long as it isn't me! And now, happy Rat hunting for all of you! Wish I could be here for longer, but the laptop has to go back to the mother-in-law. I used to have my own, but they don't take stairs very well! I take my leave in this thread for now because I've had a blast and some creative inspirations. At least, to me they were inspired! See you next week!

RedLove, it sounds to me as if you need to get your thyroid checked, it could be going into a hyper phase. I know what I'm talking about because I had it for years and then when I was preggers the damn thing shit out on me and so I am stuck with the weight I gained. Thyroid disease in one form or another is so often over looked in females and it has a bearing on over all health. Untreated it can cause heart problems, among a host of others. Do yourself a favour and get it checked. I can't imagine why your doctor didn't suggest that.... Please, do it and find out. Then, if it isn't the thyroid, we can see if I can give you a body fat transplant.... Hey, don't laugh, I would if I could!

Oh, and Rodent, sorry I mean Rat, since you have a treasure which is more than likely what you think that thing in your pants is, why don't we just bury you? I mean, isn't that what we as good pirates are obligated to do? Don't worry, we'll come back and get you.... In a few years.... If someone remembers to mark the map... If someone makes a map... hmmmmm, gotta get someone to do this.... *wanders off to ask Pescado if he wants to make a map with a big red X on it*

I'm a big woman. I never used to be until my first child was born. My thyroid failed. None of us choose to be big, trust me. Even when I was small, though, I didn't make fun of those who were big. It isn't usually something you opt for. I don't like pics of myself because I don't like my looks. I never have liked my looks even when I was younger, though. But I do hear the comments and it hurts. They think they can say shit about my personal habits and such when they have no fucking clue what goes on in my life. I diet. I try to exercise, but if your glands don't work right, you are fucked. I don't have the money for surgery and insurance won't cover what they regard as elective. It really isn't because it would save a lot of bills later on if my heart fails or I have a stroke because of the extra pounds I carry. Being fat is not fun.
As for the homophobic words that get used, grow the fuck up! That is as bad as racism...

Joined and at least I know it's no chicken outfit.... Ok, that was bad, but what else can you expect from the Pissy Panther?? It's ain't sanity by a long shot!

I've been letting my brain have a hammer at this Rat bastard that we find in our midst and have been doing some speculating on how he was raised, which could be why he is such a scum dripping asshole...

Rats eat anything. So, his mom must have brought home plenty of arsenic for the kiddies to eat, which in turn killed off many more brain cells (which he didn't have many to begin with) than it nourished. Hence, the stupidity.

Rat parents never stay together. Daddy rats screw Mommy rats and get the hell out. They don't do a damn thing to help raise the family and with the size of a rat litter, well none of the baby rats get the time or attention that each one needs. Also, it would be up to Daddy Rat to help teach values and morals to Baby Rat, but as already noted, DR wasn't around.

Rat males tend to find out very early on what that dangling thing between their legs is for. It's not for use as a bookmark, dumbfuck! (He learned that one day when he tried to do that and slammed the book shut on it. With luck, that will take care of him ever becomming a Daddy Rat. Hey! Hope is good...) Anyway! Boy Rats tend to start playing with said nature toy and begin to think with it. They don't think this is wrong.

Boy Rat becomes a Teen Rat and then really finds that he enjoys his toy, so much so that he wants a female rat to play with it. He finds one and then she turns out to be a thief rat who tries to make money selling a product she has no right to make a profit from. So, to keep on getting female rat's tail, he watches the movie Hackers and learns a few things.

Now, Mr. Rat is feeling like he is big bad bold shit. (He does't realize that is the odor coming off of his body from refusing the bathing ritual so many undertake in order not to offend noses. Hygiene is unknown to him.) He goes to the site that has made his pissy bitch ratty girl upset and he begins to post threats that he will hack the site.

He has become, (duhn duhn duhn!) Hacker Rat! Oh my fucking God, let us run in fear from the fearsome and awesomely scary Hacker Rat! Oh, wait, got a hair ball stuck, just gimme a second to hack it up... *hork, throws results at HR* Ya know what, Winky Wanker? I'm not impressed by you. I've seen worse in the five and dime and those were the guys yanking it by the condom display. Look at the rules and regs put out by EA, figure out that they say that they can't make a profit. It's one thing to donate to cover bandwidth, but another to put something else and say, "you can't have it if you don't swipe a credit card through my ass crack."

Talk to a lawyer before getting your nuts tied in knots over something you don't even understand. I did. And from what he says, Pescado is right. He and others paid for the files that are offered. Those now belong to him. He can share if he so sees fit, cause by the simple act of giving money for possession of them gives him ownership. Don't like it? Tough shit. Bend over and suck your own balls cause Dude, I was talking to the squirrel hookers and they said that not even a rat whore would want anything to do with your skanky ass. Crawl into your hole and pull the toy nature gave you some more, we're tired of you...

*disclaimer: you can insult my mother all you want, she's dead and gone more than 30 years. Pick on me all you want, I know who I am, you don't. And if you aren't careful, all your playing with yourself is going to drain out what little brains you have. If it hasn't already.... Have a nice day. Prick....

Is there room for a part-time panther with a pissy disposition towards assholes and a tendency to bite offenders in a non-vital non-icky spot??

Why should we play with him when it's obvious that he plays with himself??

 :wink:

Have ya'll ever noticed that every hormone ridden jack off thinks they can be a big threat after seeing Hackers? Jesus, someone needs to cut the little bastard's balls off, if they can find them. I find myself annoyed cause my ex used to do and say shit like that all of the time.... He thought he was some hot shot mother fucker who could take any site down that he wanted to. He had a site of his own, but he stole the work of others. Thing this little prick doesn't get is that all the subs are paid for... The files are shared between all of us. And once an item is paid for, it is the buyer's to do with as they please, so grow the fuck up and stick your penis into a knothole, you may get lucky enough to get blown by a squirrel! Or, if you put peanut butter on it, you maybe able to get laid! Rats will do most anything, but please wear a condom, you don't know what you could be carrying and we don't want an innocent squirrel to die. As for you and your friends, GROW UP, FUCK OFF AND DIE! You don't own the game or the right to say what happens, EA does and your little pissy bitch friends are the ones in the wrong.... NOT Pescado! So eat shit and die, bitch boy!

Some one who likes to hop along in their own little world and thinks they can do anything they want no matter how it causes people to react. They are always in the right... Or, it could refer to her intelligence, you decide... Then again, it could refer to her sex drive and maybe she thinks she can support them with what she makes from her site??? Don't mind me, it's the coffee talking... Second pot today....

Thanks for helping me to stick to my diet, Sherrie! Those pictures were really really scary.... And I thought I had trouble sleeping before! You are the best, make me laugh when I wanna kill something! Thank you!

When it is in the booty, I will definately give this program a try! You've got me quite interested now that some screen shots and examples have been shown, it seems that even a dumbass like myself will be able to use it. Yes, please put it into the booty! I wanna play with it...... It'll keep me busy on the nights when I can't get more than fifteen minutes of sleep and there's been more of those than I like in the past few months....