April Fool's (extended fuckhuey april fuckface remix)
Apr 1, 2024 18:28:01 GMT 1
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Post by Aristocrat on Apr 1, 2024 18:28:01 GMT 1
It is with great sadness and resignation that The Nobleman (Aristocrat, me, the Original Ballerman) is tendering his resignation from this board forever.
Why?
The anti-Nobilic hate has reached a fever pitch, and it has been led by fuckhuey (Huey Ramone, Ronnie, Fatfuck Fatass). When the board has lost all humor and fails to recognize its own absurdity (a knock off of a knock off of a parody 80's hard cock rock site), it is time to go.
You won't have to hear about OB's baller guns again. You won't have to hear about the titty bitches going do da do do do da do as The Noble Ballerman struts on by again.
Not from this guy.
And.
You won't have to hear about Vegas at the Cosmo.
Or Matchbox 20 or Film School.
And you will never know what albums The Nobleman likes in 2024.
Isn't that sad?
And fuckhuey knows OB doesn't wear linens to bars. He knows that first-hand, and yet he continues to spread hate and misinformation about OB. (EDIT #1: OB does wear suits to the bar if he goes after work as explained in his Homeric "bitches at the bar in 2020" Poem but not to the rock club except one time he got drunk at the office and went to the Brick but it turned out he was there a day early and didn't go in. But also, OB doesn't wear linen suits. There may be some linen in the blend of some of them, but OB believes they're mostly wool. He would have to check the tags.)
And that is very sad.
So let this post, post # 3,363 be the Nobleman's final forever.
Goodbye. (very sad)
EDIT #2: Psychobolia and DemonFilth2001 are wrong. This is not an April Fool's joke. Today (the day OB saw fuckhuey's vile serpent venom all over his screen) just happened to be 4/1. There is a 1 in 365 chance of that happening, and it happened. People die every day on 4/1, and it's no joke. Thank you, Molly, for the ribbon. I'm glad you're nice to everybody who is not nunya. And these edits in no way change that this is OB's last and final post on the EE boards, post #3,363.
That's all. Adieu and au revivor.
Très triste.
EDIT #3: And can you believe that this is the one year anniversary of the night that fuckhuey and OB had a bro down at Navajo live in way way east San Diego? And Fake Priest played that night, and it wasn't an April Fool's joke. Everything that happens on 4/1 isn't a joke. Such as this post #3,363.
EDIT #4: O Hi everybody. Hi Glammer. Hi Trophy. Hi Vinny. Hi Molly. Hi all. Hi everybody. I wanted to pop in here to let you know I'm going to be going away for a bit. I didn't want you to panic that I wasn't updating my post.
EDIT #5: Also, we're all still waiting for a groveling, slobering pology from fuckhuey. Hurry up. OB is trapped in a box. It's getting hot in herre. Have that formal written pology on my desk by Monday, waiting for me with a nice presentation when I return. Silian Rail on Bone card stock. A bow and perfume.
EDIT #6:
The Nobleman
#4 Oh hi! We are not panicking we are celebrating. You have been gone? How long have you been gone? I'm not sure anyone even noticed.
EDIT #6 Cont.: O Hi Molly. I have not been gone. I've been sitting here keeping guard in post #3,363, making sure the wolves don't get in.
Why would you be celebrating? Are you making fun of me?
No. No, that's silly. That cannot be the case.
I made that edit, EDIT #4, just this morning. You see, I was letting you know I'll be going to a far far away place, a place of great magic and no small amount of wonder, so I probably will not be updating my box, this box, post #3,363. I was just letting you know so you don't worry. I was being very courteous to you.
We can hang in this box when I get back... provided the wolves have not devoured it.
The Nobleman
Why?
The anti-Nobilic hate has reached a fever pitch, and it has been led by fuckhuey (Huey Ramone, Ronnie, Fatfuck Fatass). When the board has lost all humor and fails to recognize its own absurdity (a knock off of a knock off of a parody 80's hard cock rock site), it is time to go.
You won't have to hear about OB's baller guns again. You won't have to hear about the titty bitches going do da do do do da do as The Noble Ballerman struts on by again.
Not from this guy.
And.
You won't have to hear about Vegas at the Cosmo.
Or Matchbox 20 or Film School.
And you will never know what albums The Nobleman likes in 2024.
Isn't that sad?
And fuckhuey knows OB doesn't wear linens to bars. He knows that first-hand, and yet he continues to spread hate and misinformation about OB. (EDIT #1: OB does wear suits to the bar if he goes after work as explained in his Homeric "bitches at the bar in 2020" Poem but not to the rock club except one time he got drunk at the office and went to the Brick but it turned out he was there a day early and didn't go in. But also, OB doesn't wear linen suits. There may be some linen in the blend of some of them, but OB believes they're mostly wool. He would have to check the tags.)
And that is very sad.
So let this post, post # 3,363 be the Nobleman's final forever.
Goodbye. (very sad)
EDIT #2: Psychobolia and DemonFilth2001 are wrong. This is not an April Fool's joke. Today (the day OB saw fuckhuey's vile serpent venom all over his screen) just happened to be 4/1. There is a 1 in 365 chance of that happening, and it happened. People die every day on 4/1, and it's no joke. Thank you, Molly, for the ribbon. I'm glad you're nice to everybody who is not nunya. And these edits in no way change that this is OB's last and final post on the EE boards, post #3,363.
That's all. Adieu and au revivor.
Très triste.
EDIT #3: And can you believe that this is the one year anniversary of the night that fuckhuey and OB had a bro down at Navajo live in way way east San Diego? And Fake Priest played that night, and it wasn't an April Fool's joke. Everything that happens on 4/1 isn't a joke. Such as this post #3,363.
EDIT #4: O Hi everybody. Hi Glammer. Hi Trophy. Hi Vinny. Hi Molly. Hi all. Hi everybody. I wanted to pop in here to let you know I'm going to be going away for a bit. I didn't want you to panic that I wasn't updating my post.
EDIT #5: Also, we're all still waiting for a groveling, slobering pology from fuckhuey. Hurry up. OB is trapped in a box. It's getting hot in herre. Have that formal written pology on my desk by Monday, waiting for me with a nice presentation when I return. Silian Rail on Bone card stock. A bow and perfume.
EDIT #6:
EDIT #4: O Hi everybody. Hi Glammer. Hi Trophy. Hi Vinny. Hi Molly. Hi all. Hi everybody. I wanted to pop in here to let you know I'm going to be going away for a bit. I didn't want you to panic that I wasn't updating my post.
The Nobleman
#4 Oh hi! We are not panicking we are celebrating. You have been gone? How long have you been gone? I'm not sure anyone even noticed.
EDIT #6 Cont.: O Hi Molly. I have not been gone. I've been sitting here keeping guard in post #3,363, making sure the wolves don't get in.
Why would you be celebrating? Are you making fun of me?
No. No, that's silly. That cannot be the case.
I made that edit, EDIT #4, just this morning. You see, I was letting you know I'll be going to a far far away place, a place of great magic and no small amount of wonder, so I probably will not be updating my box, this box, post #3,363. I was just letting you know so you don't worry. I was being very courteous to you.
We can hang in this box when I get back... provided the wolves have not devoured it.
The Nobleman