Hard Evidence
So, the following question was asked in the LiveJournal community total_manarchy this evening:
Guys if you had to pick only ONE from the following: Hot face, hot bod, great tits, sweet ass, tight pussy? Tight in the sense that it fit you perfectly, because I know there are tight vaginas that don’t feel right, and then there are ones that you want to marry.
Girls same question, hot face, great body, big dick? Or something else I’m not listing but really what more do guys physically have to offer?
Of course that’s a community I lurk regularly, and it also counts among its members a few milfs (sheer coincidence on that one, I assure you). But what was so delicious was one of my favorite milf’s response to that question:

“nice dick”, she says. And don’t forget, the milfs all share a single mindset, so we can assume she speaks for them all. But rather than going with assumption, let’s look at a bit of, ahem, hard evidence. What did one of bloodlilie’s LJ friends once say to me:

“We all”. As in, bloodlilie included. Her LJ friends would know, after all.
And, just in case you’ve somehow come this far without seeing it, here’s a little more hard evidence. Incidentally, I include that photo here because it was grabbed out of another LJ community, wtf_stupid, by eggplant, who then posted it to amputee_milfs, almost immediately after he joined wtf_stupid.
Ya know, this really starts to explain why they can’t seem to stop lusting after my cock talking about me…
Heheh…
Love to my fangirls!!
getoffmyspace revisited
Well, I’ve been directing a lot of attention towards the milfs and their inherent lack of souls lately that I’ve paid little, if any, attention to where this all started, getoffmyspace. The reason, actually, is pretty simple. There really hasn’t been a getoffmyspace to speak of lately. I mean, they used to post 3-4 profiles a day, but in the past month or so, there have only been about 4 or 5 new posts. Despite the community being back up to 800+ members (though I suppose you’d have to deduct the ones who are only there because of me).
Let’s take a look at the last few posts:
THIS one, from eggplant. Poor guy tries so hard to make up for the fact that he was the one whose failed trolling got me after the milfs in the first place.
THIS one, courtesy of iown1000cats.
Then we jump back nearly a month from there before we get to THIS one.
Then, going back another two weeks, we find a brief busy spell of this, this, and this. Mixed in there were two posts from constituent that I didn’t bother to screencap since all the image links are already broken.
(Hm, interesting thing about that hormones chick… she seems to have gone on a minor post frenzy. Didn’t another new member by the name of salembitchtrial once do exactly that? Funny that…)
Where did the community go, you may wonder? Some of it hides in goms_sux. The rest is hiding in amputee_milfs. You see, these communities are run by people who are far too cruel and scummy individuals to be able to exercise their proclivities publicly. They have to hide what they do. They can’t let others see their true natures, because then they’d have to admit the kind of people they are. What staggers me most is that some of them have even reproduced (see the previous post), and so will be fostering these discriminatory, hateful, highly-biased views onto their kids, and in doing so, they will be raising little haters. Good job there, milfs. I hope your online attitudes do your kids proud one day. ”Oh yeah? Well, MY mommy spends all her time making fun of Starla, so there!”
Oh, and just for fun, of the above posts, two of those featured are, in fact, filing DMCAs against getoffmyspace. Because, as you should all be aware by now, snitching on goms is one of my favorite hobbies.
But no, I’m not telling you which ones. You have to guess :)
What’s In A Name?
Well, I’ve had a busy few days, and have a good deal to add here, but not just yet, because some of the things I came across, I kind of wanted it to be a surprise. So, some of it has to wait for right now.
On the other hand, there are some things I can mention right away, one of which has been on the back burner for awhile now. But, for starters, I just recently came across this picture. Now, I’ve been looking into it, and while I don’t have any evidence whatsoever that a member of amputee_milfs was behind it, I’m going to go ahead and credit them anyway (this is the great thing about them being so secretive; hiding only indicates that they have something to hide, keeping hidden from me only says it’s related to me… see the way that works? Of course not, they’re idiots.). Anyway, so we’re looking at an obviously milf-manufactured spoof of Oscar Wilde’s The Picture of Dorian Gray. Have we forgotten already that Dorian Gray is my very namesake? This is an even bigger failure than the BLT nickname.
To review once again, the name Dorian Lucifer Thorn came from three distinct sources, each for a variety of reasons. Thorn came first; it was literally dropped into my lap back on July 24, 2000, starting it all. Dorian followed shortly, taken from The Picture of Dorian Gray, because that was the book I was reading when I met a certain someone (in retrospect, it’s perhaps lucky I wasn’t reading the novelization of The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai). Lastly, Lucifer, bearer of light, truth, understanding, wisdom, and godfather of all outcasts. So, as you can see, associating me with Dorian Gray is quite simply honoring both my origins and my namesake. Even if the “picture” involved is me with “hi mom” written on my butt. Like, seriously, who hasn’t seen that one yet?
Okay, moving along, let’s take a peek at these:
Now, if one was to chronicle all the places I’ve earned mentions on the Internet, you’d have a much bigger blog than this one. Most are just casual mentions anyway, a pic or two, a few chuckling comments, all done publicly and not hidden (imagine that, milfs?) and in fact I’ve made quite a few friends by finding stuff like that and posting the occasional reply. But this one was a little more interesting. It’s her use of the word “insist” that caught my attention. Why do Chris-chan and I insist on having nudes on the Internet? Um… in my own recollection, neither of us insisted upon that at all. Chris-chan’s were completely trolled out of him, then published on ED, quite against his wishes, I believe. Mine, I published one entry in one LiveJournal community containing about half a dozen, emailed a few others to an LJ user, and provided a link to a Flickr account with more. Then, they were all published on ED, without my hand in the matter at all. It wasn’t until later, after it was discovered that goombatree and I were one and the same, and my ED page turned into a “OMGZ BEST TROLLZ EVER” page that I finally started to get in on things. Big egos had nothing to do with it, I assure you (having a monstrous ego myself, believe me, I know the difference — it didn’t even faze me that she called me “unattractive”. Not everyone can find me as irresistible as eggplant does).
Don’t remember any of that? Good think I keep track of these things. Before it was made Article of the Now, before anyone figured out I was goombatree (except, of course, every single member of amputee_milfs, because they all knew right from the start), my ED page originally looked like this.
Now, does that really look like something I’d insist upon having online?
Ironically enough, looking back… that actually was the original plan…
Oh, and of course I looked into the two users on that forum, did a bit of digging. According to her profile, the one who made the original comment is from Ann Arbor, MI, which of course immediately brought a certain member of milfs under suspicion, but then, that profile also says she’s only 18, and that certain milf isn’t quite that fresh. But then, milfs are patently dishonest as a rule, so I’m happy to credit her anyway.
Because seriously, how many people in Ann Arbor can actually be that interested in me? The milfs have always said I’ve got zero degree of “e-fame”, and if that’s accurate (because so much the milfs say is, of course), that brings the list of people in the Ann Arbor area that are known to belong to communities that posted regularly about me down to about… one.
Those Compassionate Milfs…
Oh GOD it hurt my brain just to write that title…
Let’s go with this first, a post by morningchorus:
What’s playing on my mind is I can’t figure out if I’m too understanding or the opposite. I’ve had to deal with a lot of people with a horrific attitude towards certain members of society, and things that drive a lot of compassion in me. People with addiction problems, for example. People who’ve suffered terrible abuse and made mistakes, or people with mental illnesses, being treated in awful, inconsiderate ways. I wonder why it is that I can understand an alcoholic and pity them, put very little blame on their behaviour and all, yet I can’t understand or find any reasoning in someone who has the opinion that “it’s their own fault”, and similar.
Ahem. Allow me to assist. First, you are the polar opposite of understanding. You are a spiteful, self-centered, thoughtless bitch (my apologies to any females of the canine persuasion reading this for the comparison to MC there, but she’s British so calling her a “cunt” just doesn’t have the same impact as it does here in the States). Nothing drives compassion in you, unless it’s “compassionately” offering to help someone sort out differences, while re-posting all their emails to amputee_milfs so you can all laugh at someone’s genuine efforts to iron things out before things go too far. Oh, and then you have fashionassassin ban them and feign shock and surprise (but ya don’t unban them, do you?). Drive that compassion, beautiful. Beautiful? You look like a porn star. And I should know. Oh, and as for people being treated in “awful, inconsiderate ways”… you mean, like you and all your friends do in your happy little communities every day? Stop pretending you have anything even resembling a heart or a conscience and accept the fact that you’re part of the problem, not the solution. Interesting how she makes this a public post, too. You just want everyone to see how “caring and compassionate” you are, don’t you? You’re terribly caring and compassionate to Starla, aren’t you?
This is more proof of what I’ve always said… you cannot trust a single word that crosses the lips of any milf. Ever. If they are speaking, assume they are either lying or posturing. You’ll be right 100% of the time.
Oh and stop whining that I posted your damn Facebook. If you didn’t want people to know what it was you shouldn’t have posted it in a public community. Everything on the Internet’s fair game, AMIRITE????
Then we have this pointless crap from goms_sux that I’m not going to bother credit the OP because picking on rawr_its_roonie is just getting tedious (…see what I did there?):
HEY GOMS_SUX!!!
WHY IS IT SO DEAD IN HERE?
post anything in here! how you’ve been, how drunk you got this weekend, what you’re going to be for halloween, your favoriteeggplant recipes…
I’ve gone through this before, so let me explain AGAIN for the retards. Or, ya know, the noobs. goms_sux is dead/dying because the majority of people who used to post the majority of content into the “off-topic GOMS community” have a NEW off-topic GOMS community, namely, amputee_milfs. All the “good” stuff gets posted there, NOT in goms_sux. eggplant’s been trying, bless him for effort, what with his recipies and all (a few of them are actually pretty yummy) but seriously, it’s just not happening. And then you’ve got GOMS itself, trembling on the brink because a) I’m a member and Snitch with a capital “S”, and b) MySpace itself is growing pointless and redundant as a social network.
What was my point? Oh yes. I’m getting really tired of roonie showing up in my dreams violent, blood-soaked nightmares. GTFO already. I was perfectly happy when the only nightmares that plagued me were the visions of global apocalypse I’ve had since I was a teenager. Milfs showing up in my dreams just isn’t allowed. OUT!
Am I ranting? Of course I am. Because the day a milf questions why goms_sux is dying, or suggesting she’s got even the slightest shred of compassion for another human being (read that excerpt again; she talks about other people like they’re a different species)… well, that just deserves a bit of a rant.
*sigh* I feel better now.
Oh, and for those of you reading this on Google Reader… really, I put all this effort into choosing a nice layout, format, design, all that, and you just skip it all and go right to the text? You aren’t getting the full experience! Look, you think I don’t know the milfs keep tabs on this journal? I know if someone was keeping a public journal shredding me on a regular basis, I’d keep an eye on it. But of course, to do it publically, requires a scant iota of courage.
Which is something else all the milfs seem to be sorely lacking in… hiding in their locked community, reading this blog on an rss feed. Gah! Here I thought at some point during the past year at least one of them might have grown spines!
Such “compassionate” folks… they marginalize people, ostracize, stay tightly knit with people just like themselves, and anyone different, or who even dares to think different, gets bashed endlessly. The members of amputee_milfs, every single one of them, are mental carbon copies of this chick. The only difference is who they choose to be biased against. Your tightly-locked, inflexible, and intolerant mindsets are otherwise identical.
Hell, for all I know, she’s probably a goddamn member…
ETA:
I think my problem might be that I care too much.
From morningchorus. You know who else cares too much?
A New Twist
Well, just when things were about to get really interesting, they get interesting in a way I hadn’t been anticipating.
First of all, for the past few days I’ve noticed my hit count here has really been skyrocketing. Far more traffic than normal for this blog. I mean, I get a fair share, but this was a definite spike in readership. A sustained spike, I should add, because the count hasn’t really been dropping.
Then, while off on a recent trip I took, I get one of those rare Internet-placed phone calls, the kind where a hapless operator simply reads off a message in a monotone voice. The message was from a particular individual asking me to contact them. Now, not realizing this had a thing to do with my online stuff, I followed up and made contact with this person.
Without saying too much… my blog here has attracted the attention of some people for reasons entirely outside of my original intentions, who are quite enthused at certain collaborations that can be made. I can help them. They can help me. Both sides are greatly looking forward to reaping the fruits of our mutual labors.
Which is good, because, thanks to recent discoveries on my part, my own path had taken a rather impulsive turn that was unlikely to end well. I have found contacting milfs in person leads to… negative thoughts. Long story short, that eggplant is quite the little butterball IRL. And I know this because, just the other night, walking out of a McDonalds, he passed within feet of me, wholly oblivious to the fact that he was just a few yards away from Dorian Thorn. I still LOL at how much of a shock it would have been to him if I’d popped out of my car just then… heheh.
BUT, thankfully, we can push that down the road a bit more, since this new partnership is going to prove a lot more fun. All that said, I think a slight change to my logo is in order…



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