How To Bone Milfs

Regular readers of my blog might notice that a number of posts and links have been recently removed.

This was, of course, due to piggies doing what they do best, squealing.

Or, as a recent text I received said:

“You butthurt the queens of not being butthurt!  A++++++”

In other words, by complaining to WordPress that I had their pics in my blog (rather than simply asking me to remove them) the milfs told us all that:

a) despite their claims of ignoring me completely, they do, in fact, read this blog

b) despite their claims of not caring at all, it does get under their skin

c) despite their constant protestations of “anything on the Internet is fair game” to justify what they do, they show us clearly that rule does not apply when it comes to them.  As in, they can dish it out, but remain absolute failures at taking it.

Such a clear admission of absolute failure in the face of adversity is a minuscule price to pay for having to remove a few posts and links from a blog I don’t even maintain anymore anyway!!!

Don’t you get it yet?  I’m not a crazy, dangerous, stalker.  You gave me that label (BLT, duh), I just played the part, and you simply ate it up.  You know I’m into the humiliation game… every post to milfs, every comment against me, every hit on my trackers, you guys were accomplishing nothing more than having cybersex with me.  And it was epic!  For all the things I dug up, all the things I insinuated I was going to do, what did I actually do, except needle you, piss you off, and get you to post more about me?  Don’t you see this has been nothing more than an epic mindfuck — emphasis on the “fuck” part of that.

This is why, from Day One, it has been impossible for you to win.  Every comment, every post, you’re not snarking me, you’re stroking me.  You cannot out-freak Dorian Thorn.  It simply can’t be done.  The only way for you to win is for you to delete everything regarding me, never mention me anywhere again (and I have it on good authority I’m mentioned in quite a few milfs’ journals), and — get me to forget all about you.  It’s never going to happen.  The sex was too good.

(brb smoking cigarette)

Perhaps ironically, the only one of you that really got this was richey, when she said this.  She figured out some time ago that the “stalking” wasn’t the key to my game.  Maybe she didn’t figure it out exactly, but she got a hell of a lot closer than anyone else who went bonkers and apeshit, and outsmarted the fuck out of all the milfs put together (no wonder she’s no longer a member — they loathe intelligence).  For additional lulz, read the ~drama~ again in the rest of that post.  Oh, and want to know what I actually said when I called alcoholiday (formerly ricketz0r, currently boomshesaid) at work?  Nothing at all.  I called in the middle of the night and listened to her voicemail to verify I had the right number.  That was all.  She must have recognized my cell# from her caller ID.

Long story short, those milfs and former milfs that have taken the time to contact me found me nothing at all like the stalkerish BLT online persona most of the amputee_milfs are still cowering from.  It comes down to this:  GOMS messed with me, so I messed back.  Hard.  And you can interpret that however you’d like.

Of course, cybersexing aside, there are a number of things about certain members of milfs that continue to elicit my interest, and I’m afraid they’re going to remain microbes on my slide until… well, pretty much forever.  But now that I know the specific members in there that contributed most to that BLT thread, there’s no reason to keep after the whole community.  And I needn’t name names here.  You know who you are.

So, we leave it at this, and I leave you as the one guy on the Internet who figured out a way to bone 40 milfs at once.  Thanks ladies (and gents)… it was delicious.

Yours,

Encyclopedia Dramatica

HOLY CRAP that worked better than I could have possibly imagined!!  All I did was ask a few questions about my ED page, and suddenly, my WHOLE PAGE is gone and locked, my PROFILE is gone and locked, and even the MILF page is gone and locked!  It all just re-directs to my page, which only has ONE pic left on it!!

(ironically, a pic I uploaded myself LOL)

And the pages aren’t just removed, they’re completely erased!!

This could be amazingly beneficial….

ED, I love you.  You have served me SO well, and only continue to do so.  Thanks for, once again, doing exactly as I “asked” MUAHAHAHAHA!!!

Let’s… do this again sometime…

Introducing A Little Anarchy…

Here are two fun links:

LINK ONE

LINK TWO

Now, what are those, you may ask?  Well, link #1 is a handy-dandy list of every entry in the community amputee_milfs, current through about the beginning of April.  Link #2 is the list of entries they deleted, the ones all about me, that, when they got deleted, took more than 4000 comments with them.

Becuase they never discussed me at all, amirite?

That aside, you may still be wondering, why am I sharing these?  I mean, they’re all locked entries, after all…

Well, here’s the thing… with the links about me removed, then, by process of elimination, most of the remaining links there are primarily about amputee_milfs‘ other main topic:

STARLA

And, hypothetically, say, if Starla herself was to be reading this blog, why, she could take that list of entries (again, LINK #1), and, well, she could go ahead and file one hell of a major kickass DMCA complaint, citing her pictures, her videos, pretty much anything she’s put online since last August, and probably 90% of those links would have to be removed.

Of course… that… wouldn’t leave all that much of a community, really…

Watch as I shed a tear.  Maybe even two.

Then again, maybe not…

Today’s Featured Milf

Allow me to share with you:

wicked_queen

Isn’t she just lovely?  Heheh.  My self-pics are more artistic than this.

But if her LJ Photo albums are any indication, she’s a big fangirl of self-pics of all kinds:

http://pics.livejournal.com/wicked_queen/pic/0005c6kp

Heheh.  Balls…

But let’s take one more look at this.

Isn’t that cute? She thought I’d “missed” her.  Silly girl.  I hope she appreciates the extra effort I’ve put in thanks to that, just to make sure she feels more included.  I don’t want anyone to feel left out…

Now, what baffles me a little here is she said the only thing of hers I could have gotten to was her Twitter (aside, I mean, from the pics of her, her cleavage, her dog — not to mention her emails, her AIM, her MySpace, and the fact that I’ve been prowling through her LJ photo abums under both wicked_queen and faceripphotos… methinks someone underestimated me).  But then, about the Twitter, she says “whoop de fucking do”.  So, I figure, why not?  And I added her to my Twitter.  Then, whoop de fucking do, she removed me and protected her entires!  Hurm.

You know, these entries?

Fail.

Good thing though, going back to that screencap, that she supports “whatever brings back t3h drams”.  Otherwise, this all might come off as a little creepy or something…

heheh…

The Amazing Sock Puppet of the Gods

God, I have been dying to show this one off… now that she’s finally been outed, I can.

Ladies and gents, I give you…

salembitchtrial

Look at that fucking profile.  Now that’s how you build a goddamn sock puppet.  It’s a far cry better than goombatree’s profile, that’s for damn sure.

YES.  That is a sock puppet.  That is ME.

Now, let’s examine closely, and look at all the hints that were stuck on that profile (mind you, richey not only accepted her into GOMS, the milfs all missed all the following clues):

• SHE’S FROM SALEM.  Practically my neighbor.  Plus, I took a very well-publicized trip to Salem last Fall, which any troll on my journal at the time should have recalled.
• HER BIRTHDAY.  All the “my mom’s email” sock accounts I made, my mom’s birthday, on every single one, was 11/25.
• THE QUOTES. “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players” That doesn’t suggest “play-acting” to you?  “Something wicked this way comes” DUH.  “This is what it sounds like when doves cry” “When Doves Cry” was my MySpace profile song for an age.
• HER COMMUNITIES.  She belonged to virtually every single then-open milf-moderated community, a number that weren’t open,  pluswtf_stupid (another favorite community of mine), plus she even fucking applied to amputee_milfs and it was on her watched communities list!! To me, at the very least, that would have earned a “just in case” LJ Abuse report.  If she wasn’t, then, oops, my bad, can’t be too careful, though.  Basically, salembitchtrial was the one screen name on LiveJournal that was everywhere I needed to be to get to the kind of info I was getting to.
• THEY LOOKED RIGHT AT HER.  Her LJ Toys showed hits from richey on a  number of occasions, as well as several other milfs from time to time, on her profile and her public journal entries.  She chatted with a number of milfs in various other communities.  She even made posts to GOMS!  Those’ll be gone now, though.  Quick side note on that… salembitchtrial had her own Photobucket account, in which all her pics for her GOMS posts were stored.  On the chance that she might have somehow been booted from GOMS without being suspended, cleaning out her Photobucket would have sabotaged the hell out of those posts.  Yes, she made posts.  No, I never planned to let GOMS keep them.

Now, about her most remarkable trait, her survivability.   How on earth did I manage to keep her alive through round after round of sock puppet deletions?  Easy.  By using the most innocent, benign proxy on Earth: AOL.  It’s a fairly universal proxy, almost never questioned, and so many people use it that when those AOL IPs pop up, one can never say who it might be.  Most people don’t even realize AOL serves as a proxy.  salembitchtrial visited LJ exclusively through America Online.  Except for when she was first created (then under the name sunny_down, and a member of ALL my communities), salembitchtrial never used a single IP that matched any of mine.  Of course, on the down side, I may have just gotten all of AOL’s IP addresses banned from LJ.  Oops.  Watch me care.  That could be a headache to try and sort out… win.

And lastly, the milfs never did find her.  I outed her myself.  My plan was actually to do it a few weeks back, and I was going to make some amazing troll posts to GOMS and/or goms_sux, but they changed the posting to moderated on me after I started trolling my fellow GOMS members.  So, I did the next best thing, I used her to create a feed to this journal over on LJ (need a paid account to create feeds; yes, she was a paid sock puppet account) and basically handed that feed directly to one of the GOMS moderators in a less-than-friendly way.  Really less than friendly.  Let’s just say, in a way I knew she wouldn’t ignore.  I knew if LJ Abuse decided to kill off the feed, then it would be a short hop to the account that created it, but oh well.  salembitchtrial’s purpose was served months ago, when she first got into those communities.  Like I said, I’ve got it all archived.

She was a trooper, all right.  Gave me more than I could have dreamed.  So, thanks, salembitchtrial, and rest in peace, bb.

Next!

(nice t-shirt, eh?)

Have some fail…

And there’s really so much of this it’s hard to keep it all straight.

Well, there’s the big one, and it’s cool cuz it’s kinky.  Now, I’m a bit of an exhibitionist, who enjoys humiliation games. That’s no secret.  So, the amputee_milfs made it their mission to… collect as many nude pics of mine as they could get their hands on, and post them to their community for mocking purposes?  WUT?  In other words, they made themselves the hottest online sex partner I have ever had, second only to the original GOMS posts themselves!!  And they wonder why I’m obsessed with them… seriously, when the sex is that good, who wouldn’t go back?  I hope somewhere in those 4000+ comments from the BLT threads there was at least one that said “Um… you guys realize all we’re doing here is getting him off, right?  That this is exactly what he wants, right?”

And of course GOMS itself continues with the lame MySpaces, such as this or this or this.  Apparently originality is something they aren’t too keen on… do not deviate from the collective.  Become one with the Borg.

Next, they claim they try to avoid provoking me in any way, and then one of their mods makes a comment like this.

Nah, little aside comments like that won’t provoke a response from me at all (I called them a “secretive members-only hate club” once.  They loved it, because they are.  I made them feel speshul).  Of course, to give them credit, they don’t realize I can see all this.  Because they’re complete and utter morons, apparently.

Oh, what else?

Well, a few of my personal faves… There’s this thread, in which these people who “never talk about me” are talking a lot about a guy who sounds a lot like me… at least, their misguided impression of me…

THIS one, which I love to death, in which a member of amputee_milfs actually fesses up to the fact that I castrated GOMS.  Incidentally, that member of milfs has been banned from GOMS ever since making this post… wait, what was that I said about denial?

And then, THIS epic-ness.  The milfs, after all, are on guard against my trolling.  The regular members of the GOMS comms aren’t.  So, I hit more than 200 members’ journals.  Posts were made in goms_sux, then deleted, then a GOMS mod made that general post, and changed posting in the comms to moderated.  And about a dozen members actually said fuck it and left the comms.

boozecruiseee, the one who made the original post about my son, has flounced completely from LiveJournal.  They all completely missed what I pulled on her, too.  That was another sleight-of-hand evening; I had them all looking one way, and while they were all distracted, I hit boozecruiseee hard.  She was gone by morning.

Oh, and of course a number of other milf-moderated communites, most notably badeyebrows, bad_hair, and omg_ur_teef, are now all moderated membership and posting!  Thanks entirely to my efforts, naturally.

And lastly… some people say I am making this all up as I go, that I have no greater plan, that I can’t get into people’s heads as easily as I have always claimed.

Well.

amputee_milfs, a few weeks back, deleted everything from the comm that had anything to do with me (108 posts, 4000+ comments; in fact, only by deleting it all did they actually tell me just how much about me was in there… lol more fail).  Now, how could that have been part of any plan of mine?

I suppose it was just coincidence that it was all deleted on March 31st… coincidence, you see, because March 31st was what would have been my son Caleb’s first birthday (the post about him in GOMS, of course, being what set all this off).

I, of course, have no idea what I’m doing.  The milfs’ minds are closed books to a guy like me…

Heheh…

getoffmyspace2

Recall that short-lived community?  Would you like to know why it really existed, and why it vanished?

Heheh.

Well, back in the days when I had an active LiveJournal account (before they starting banning all my IP addresses and stuff) I did some mass-snitching to the people featured in GOMS.  One of them finally yelled back, then I hopped into the fray, and before you know it, GOMS closed down and booted out 1300 of its 1400 members, kept membership closed, and started making posts like “classic GOMS entries” (that is, REPOST).  All because I told them everyone who’d been featured in GOMS was filing a class action lawsuit (considering they actually bought that, I should have kept it simpler and just told them the Internet was broken).

So, GOMS shut down, and booted everyone out, minus, of course, any kind of explanation.  Well, considering there was a sudden lack of GOMS on LiveJournal, I went ahead and opened goms_redux.  It was an open, public GOMS.  Membership topped 500 in a matter of weeks.  People loved it!

Then, I got suspended, so goms_redux went the way of the dodo.  After coming back, and getting a number of emails asking about it, I opened up redux_redux.   Once again, a hit.  An open, public GOMS.

I had successfully stolen the entire idea of GOMS, and a good chunk of its former members.  Minus, of course, the milfs.  Well, minus the milfs under their own screen names lol.

Right about then, getoffmyspace2 opens.  Get this… an “open, public GOMS”.  This sounded very familiar.  Moderated by gomsmod2, then by crissycullen, it was fail from day one, since the most popular of the nine or so posts was the one I made making fun of the community.

Incidentally, crissycullen is, in all likelihood, actually sometimes59, a member of amputee_milfs.  Being the stalkerish kind of guy I am, I happened to catch the fact that crissycullen and sometimes59, according to their IP addresses, come from the same town.  Since I’m not looking to get myself banned from wordpress, I won’t out that detail, but let’s just say it doesn’t match what sometimes59 has on her LJ profile.  Milfs bloodlilie and rizzo might be more familiar with what I mean…

So, yes, GOMS had to open a second GOMS to compete with me.  They were that desperate, that close to going out for good.  That’s why getoffmyspace2 existed.

Oh, and the reason they finally closed it?

I got permabanned from LiveJournal.  I can’t run any LJ communities now (technically not even supposed to have any accounts, but, well, ya know…).  Of course, I have numerous friends on LJ who would be more than happy to open a redux3…

getoffmyspace2 closed down shortly after I was banned.

So, despite they fact they don’t talk about it, refuse to acknowledge it, etc, once again, I was behind all of that.

Just so ya know.

In fact, it’s a good rule of thumb that when GOMS makes a bizarre policy declaration (“anyone who doesn’t contribute to flamerz_lol will be removed from the community”) I was probably behind it somewhere.

Oh, and no worries.  I made some contributions.  Probably won’t get posted, though…

heheh…

WHY?

That’s one of the big questions I get.  Why spend months (going on a  year now) making a random group of Internetters’ lives miserable?  Well, their LJ lives, anyway.  I mean, let’s see what I’ve accomplished so far…

• Any journal entries they make, plus any posts to anything publically accessible, feeds right into my own private forums.  Twitters, Photobuckets, Tumblrs, YouTubes, anything, everywhere, comes right to me.  I can read their journals without even going to LiveJournal.
• They have to be incredibly careful about any pictures/info they share with anyone.
• All their MySpaces, Facebooks, etc, all locked up (except for the idiots who think I can’t get anything useful from them — everything is useful).
• They have to remain wary as hell about any and all new friend requests.
• Any communities they run they have to keep locked, and moderate both membership and posting.  I heard a rumor they’ve been having some trolling issues…
• Every ban they get me only gives me more freedom (again, if they’d ignored me from back when I first suggested they should, none of this would have been possible).

And so on.  So, why all this?  Feh.  They have their own assumptions, they think it has something to do with the post made about my son.  They think I’m insane, no doubt.  They think I’m an “attention whore”.  (On that “attention whore” thing… it’s a perfect example of me using their own assumptions against them.  They call me attention whore.  So, I play loudly.  Very loudly.  And in very distracting ways.  In other words, while I have them looking at my right hand, my left is quietly pulling some strings.  A little sleight-of-hand, anyone?)

None of these reasons are actually accurate at all.  It’s quite simple, really.  Regarding the post about my son, that was evened out at the end of August 2008.  I was done with them.  But, being a cautious fellow, and knowing who I was dealing with, in order to keep an eye on any potential trolling, etc, I created a number of communities, posted pictures, and slathered it all with tracking script.  They followed my trail of breadcrumbs eagerly, gathering up every little tidbit I left for them, somehow either not knowing or simply not caring that I knew everything they did.  It all was re-posted into the community amputee_milfs.  Everything I did.  Every post I made.  Everywhere I went.  Every community I created or joined.  The milfs were right there, tracking it all, and they wonder why I call them my hungry little fangirls.

Of course, they used to do the same thing to all kinds of people.  Back before I snapped GOMS’ spine, that community didn’t just feature MySpace pages, it used to troll people all over the Internet, leaving cruel comments on MySpaces, YouTubes, anywhere they could.  It wasn’t just a community about laughing at MySpace profiles, it was a community about literally driving people right off the Internet.  Once GOMS finally changed its rules (thanks to me), those same stalker principles were simply transferred over to amputee_milfs, and focused on the two people who brought it about, Starla and myself.

Turnaround is fair play, after all.  Why do I do this?  They spent years stalking people for their own amusement.  Following, tracking, harassing, stealing, re-posting, etc.  I simply play by their own rules.  I follow, I comment, I gather up every tidbit of information I can about them, and use my own methods to expand that database all the time (yes, it’s a full-blown database at this point).  I’ve gotten hold of real names, addresses, phone numbers, jobs, schools, emails, and so on.  More than 300 photos of the milfs themselves, plus more than 1000 of GOMS members.

In case no one has grasped this yet, one of my most formidable skills is turning what they do or say against them.  Every time they think they have some measure of “win” against me, I come back even harder (no pun intended).  Their LJ lives are locked up almost airtight.  Even amputee_milfs itself has a number of potential “backup” communities ready to roll, some_rakes, bare_mattresses (clever name on that one), and so forth.

So, why?

For one, to show them what it’s like to be on the other end of the microscope.  That’s a lesson that is being driven into their skulls, have no doubt.

Two, because I can.

And finally, perhaps most importantly, for the same reason they do it.

For the lulz.