Look, I'm aware that Crackyfags have NO CLASS AT ALL - but if you have even a MODICUM of respect for yourselves, then SURELY, next time she comes in touting herself around the chatroom or playing the "Queen of the Crackyverse" on this shitty board, your response MUST be the only appropriate one:
"Fuck off and drug yourself silly again, you fat spotty disgusting cheap whore. Nobody gives a shit about how many nickels you got thrown at you for dope and whisky yesterday. You are degrading this "community" - such as it is - by trying to use it for your own cheap shitty ends"
>>3123 "One day maybe Al will win the fight, And that whore will stay out all the night...." I belong, of course, to the first generation of "Flintstones" viewers. The show was my generation's "Adventure Time". Its various revivals and reworkings have also been an indispensable support to me in my doubtless doomed attempts to convince myself that I am not a paedophile. Even when I was still a "paidos" myself, it was definitely Wilma - and not for example Pebbles - that I used to have erotic fantasies about and these returned with renewed vigour in my early 30s when Elizabeth Perkins was chosen to play Wilma Flintstone in the 1994 movie. I had found Perkins to be an enchanting-looking woman ever since seeing her in "Big" in 1988 and I am pleased and proud to be able to announce that she continued to awaken powerful feelings of physical longing in me right on into the period of her work as Celia Hodes in "Weeds", when she and I were both approaching 50. I owe it largely to her and to Frances O'Connor, in her role as the cruel, inhuman mother of the little robot boy in "AT", that I can stand up and say to Dolly, Camel and all their cohorts, with a good and clear conscience: "My name is Alex Reynolds and I am NOT a paedophile".
