1,000,000 Reasons Why

[justsoyouknow 0]

We need Dames, these two aren't gonna do jack shit.

[Guest Skironox]

[justsoyouknow 0]

Well, apparently this is the night of me speaking too soon...

[Sandman9000 0]

So, who stole New Me's sanity? I'm guessing his wife.

Weak

Hey Sandman,

 

"KA-TIE, KA-TIE, KA-TIE"

Yet, I can count the number of dollars I spent on that bitch on one hand.

 

Wanna tell me how much money you blew just begging for some chick to stick her hands down your pants?

At least I've had women down there.

 

I could offer the fucking hope diamond and I can't think of any chick who would go near your Crisco-covered fat ass.

Ah, the fat jokes. I honestly expected better then that of you Jay.

 

Well then, tool, let's talk about the time you got drunk and nailed that one sorority slut Jay. The one who gets passed around more then a collection plate on Sunday Jay. Remember all of the bitching you did about STD's and the bad HIV (not the good Hi-V) and how you were going to hell and all that shit? Cause I fucking do, bitch.

 

So, I may not be fist-deep in some whore cooch, but at least I know I can piss without bleeding.

[Guest Skironox]

RIP The New Me/Poop/The Old Me.

 

We hardly knew ye.

[Guest Jay Z. Hollywood]

So, who stole New Me's sanity? I'm guessing his wife.

Weak

Hey Sandman,

 

"KA-TIE, KA-TIE, KA-TIE"

Yet, I can count the number of dollars I spent on that bitch on one hand.

 

Wanna tell me how much money you blew just begging for some chick to stick her hands down your pants?

At least I've had women down there.

 

I could offer the fucking hope diamond and I can't think of any chick who would go near your Crisco-covered fat ass.

Ah, the fat jokes. I honestly expected better then that of you Jay.

 

Well then, tool, let's talk about the time you got drunk and nailed that one sorority slut Jay. The one who gets passed around more then a collection plate on Sunday Jay. Remember all of the bitching you did about STD's and the bad HIV (not the good Hi-V) and how you were going to hell and all that shit? Cause I fucking do, bitch.

 

So, I may not be fist-deep in some whore cooch, but at least I know I can piss without bleeding.

Well Jakey boy, *I* could talk about your livejournal, you know, the one that made absolutely everyone on campus hate you, the one that made all your friends from home disown you, the one that will keep you from ever touching anything remotely female for the rest of your college career, the one that made your own parents afraid of you.

 

I'd post a link, but I'm waaay too nice a guy for that, and you should be on your knees thanking me for sparing you that humiliation.

[Mik 0]

Well this thread certainly took an interesting turn.

[Sandman9000 0]

So, who stole New Me's sanity? I'm guessing his wife.

Weak

Hey Sandman,

 

"KA-TIE, KA-TIE, KA-TIE"

Yet, I can count the number of dollars I spent on that bitch on one hand.

 

Wanna tell me how much money you blew just begging for some chick to stick her hands down your pants?

At least I've had women down there.

 

I could offer the fucking hope diamond and I can't think of any chick who would go near your Crisco-covered fat ass.

Ah, the fat jokes. I honestly expected better then that of you Jay.

 

Well then, tool, let's talk about the time you got drunk and nailed that one sorority slut Jay. The one who gets passed around more then a collection plate on Sunday Jay. Remember all of the bitching you did about STD's and the bad HIV (not the good Hi-V) and how you were going to hell and all that shit? Cause I fucking do, bitch.

 

So, I may not be fist-deep in some whore cooch, but at least I know I can piss without bleeding.

Well the Jakey boy, *I* could talk about your livejournal, you know, the one that made absolutely everyone on campus hate you, the one that made all your friends from home disown you, the one that will keep you from ever touching anything remotely female for the rest of your college career, the one that made your own parents afraid of you.

 

I'd post a link, but I'm waaay to nice a guy for that, and you should be on your knees thanking me for sparing you that humiliation.

Yeah, you should be on your knees and thanking me, because if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't know who you were.

 

If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be a CZW fan. I came on here, got known as the main CZW fanboy, while you got lost in the ROH crowd. Now you review every goddamn thing in sight, trying to attempt establishing some credibility. Barber has more credibility than you, and it's fucking sad.

 

If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't even be straight edge. You used to live for chronic and alcohol, and all of a sudden here I come and I throw up the goddamn X, and hot shit, if I'm liking something it's gotta be good. You start to throw up the X. I put an sXe banner in my sig, and low and behold, you do the same damn thing. It's like a mirror here Jay, just a smaller and more inferior one.

 

Fuck bitch, you're avatar title there, 2 Hardcore 4 a gimmick, you ripped that shit off of me after I started using it as an away message. Jesus christ, you need to live off me that much?

 

How about that good ol' livejournal, huh? Well, should I let it known that after I started one, you started one up too? Fuck Jay, I'm surprised you're not down here living off my shadow.

 

It's rather sad that you copy off of everything that I do around here.

 

By the way, go ahead and try to turn heel on us like you did on the IWS board. I saw your attempt, and even Mario would be embarassed at what you did.

 

edit- forgot to even mention that I'm the one who pimped Messiah and Mondo, and before I know it you're all of their dicks.

 

And it's gotta eat you alive that I can easily talk to Katie Cashman, the Katie YOU crushed on forever. Fuck, I mention something about Katie #1, and you're all paranoid that I'm doing something with Cashman Katie.

 

You know, I outta walk upstairs and ask Cashman Katie what she's doing this weekend...

Edited November 20, 2003 by Sandman9000

[Guest Jay Z. Hollywood]

And what a *giant* shadow you cast my friend.

 

Smaller, and more inferior- ha, I'm everything you *wish* you could be. I'm a fucking athlete- you can't get up ONE fucking flight of stairs without wheezing.

 

I've got an actual social life, while yours centers around coming on late at night and BEGGING me to fucking psychoanalyze every single detail of your life. You aren't "hardcore," you're a fucking DRAMA QUEEN. How many times I kept you from killing yourself, I can't even count.

 

Whaa whaa whaa, Katie hates me, whaa whaa whaa, poor Emily I pine for thee, christ I should buy a parachute and turn it into a skirt for you.

 

The main difference between you and me- I move on with my life, you let your demons slowly kill you on the inside. Beneath that hardcore exterior, you're a scared little kid, and you know it.

Edited November 20, 2003 by DuskTillDawn

[bob_barron 0]

I've been busy writing a paper.

 

Can someone give me the cliff notes of why Old Me is banned and why Sandman and Jay are fighting

[Nighthawk 0]

Old Me is prince paul. I dunno why they're fighting.

[bob_barron 0]

Was he Prince Paul the whole time he was spamming the board with the mole's mom stuff- or was this a long time ago?

 

I miss EVERYTHING!

[Sandman9000 0]

And what a *giant* shadow you cast my friend.

 

Smaller, and more inferior- ha, I'm everything you *wish* you could be. I'm a fucking athlete- you can't get up ONE fucking flight of stairs without wheezing.

 

I've got an actual social life, while yours centers around coming on late at night and BEGGING me to fucking psychoanalyze every single detail of your life. You aren't "hardcore," you're a fucking DRAMA QUEEN. How many times I kept you from killing yourself, I can't even count.

 

Whaa whaa whaa, Katie hates me, whaa whaa whaa, poor Emily I pine for thee, christ I should buy a parachute and turn it into a skirt for you.

Jesus Christ.

 

I'm not hardcore? Bitch, you wouldn't know hardcore if it kicked you in the fucking nuts.

 

You complain that you've got chronic back pain and shit. Fuck you. I broke my wrist and enjoyed the fucking pain.

 

I'm not hardcore because I fucking break glass over my own skin?

 

I'm not hardcore because I fucking take scissors to my own body? C'mon Jay, tell the people about that time I cut my own arm and head open after more fun with Katie, and you had to talk me out of dumping salt literally into that wound.

 

You couldn't even take Ray Borque's kid, I would have killed that motherfucker.

 

Bitch, you talk all this shit about your amateur background in wrestling, but what you forget is that you were only an above average wrestler at your own pansy-ass weight class. Against a larger opponent who is more interested in ripping your fucking throat out then grabbing you from behind, you wouldn't stand a fucking chance.

 

And unlike every other challenge to fight on the internet, we know where each other live. I should go to ROH on 11/29, cause I know you'll be there, and we can settle this like me once and for all.

 

Well, as much of a man that you can be.

 

By the way, Zoe called. She said she left you because you were an even bigger bitch then her mom.

[Dr. Tyler; Captain America 0]

What the fuck?

[Nighthawk 0]

Was he Prince Paul the whole time he was spamming the board with the mole's mom stuff- or was this a long time ago?

 

I miss EVERYTHING!

He was always Prince Paul. By the way, I knew he was Prince Paul all along and didn't tell anybody. Don't ban me. When I reveal that I'm actually prime, then you can ban me.

[Guest Jay Z. Hollywood]

Obviously you don't pay attention Sandy- red belt in Tae Kwon Do, brown belt in Kempo-I'd knock you on your ass before you could "rip my fucking throat out" you fucking wannabe backyarder. I've been in a ring, I've taken the bumps- again, shit you only *wished* you could do, along with kissing a girl and getting anyone on Earth besides me to like you.

 

A broken wrist is small potatoes buddy- try a broken back, and I'm still ticking, I don't dwell on it, like you do on your po' widdle broken heart. Say hi to Jason Newstead for me.

 

And Zoe can screw off, I've upgraded tremendously- see, how hard was that? Doesn't bother me- again, LEARN TO GET OVER SHIT, YOU WHINER. Maybe then you won't die in your 20's, which you're definitely on the fast track to now buddy.

 

Hardcore homo

[spiny norman 0]

Is this going into the Classic Threads thing?

[Nighthawk 0]

Is this going into the Classic Threads thing?

No. It should, but I don't think it will.

[{''({o..o})''} 0]

It's going to be hard to top this night.

[Art Sandusky 0]

No way, it went off of topic. A reason for Banky sucking hasn't been mentioned for hours.

[Dr. Tyler; Captain America 0]

Uh, this is truly bizarre. First, TNM is Prince Paul, whatever, don't care... but how the hell did this turn into a whiny "my dick is bigger than yours" marathon?

[Sandman9000 0]

Obviously you don't pay attention Sandy- red belt in Tae Kwon Do, brown belt in Kempo-I'd knock you on your ass before you could "rip my fucking throat out" you fucking wannabe backyarder. I've been in a ring, I've taken the bumps- again, shit you only *wished* you could do, along with kissing a girl and getting anyone on Earth besides me to like you.

 

A broken wrist is small potatoes buddy- try a broken back, and I'm still ticking, I don't dwell on it, like you do on your po' widdle broken heart. Say hi to Jason Newstead for me.

 

And Zoe can screw off, I've upgraded tremendously- see, how hard was that? Doesn't bother me- again, LEARN TO GET OVER SHIT, YOU WHINER. Maybe then you won't die in your 20's, which you're definitely on the fast track to now buddy.

 

Hardcore homo

You know what, I'm ending this shit. I'm taking all of your weapons away from you.

 

I'm chemcially unbalanced. We all know that. What you don't know is that I suffer from clinical depression and paranoia. Angry one minute, happy the next, and constantly worried that every person in the world is gonna stab me in the back inbetween.

 

Yeah, I fucking fell in love with Katie. Yeah, I'm fucking obsessed with her. Yeah, I lack the fucking balls to ever do anything about it.

 

I'm physically unattractive. I'm a fat fuck.

 

I'm an underachieving fuck who will never amount to anything in his goddamn life.

 

I'm a sick demendted fuck who gets off on watching Nick Mondo take a weedwhacker to his stomach and wishes he could do the same.

 

I'm a sick demendted fuck who writes stories with monsters raping dead corpses and passes them around in class, hoping the girls in the class like the metaphoprs.

 

I'm a person who wants every single motherfucker in this goddamn world to hate him, just so he can justify feeling the same way about the rest of the world.

 

I'm a psychopath who can't handle not getting his own way all of the time.

 

I took a pair of scissors and cut my own arm and forehead open after Katie told me to leave her alone.

 

I don't pretend to be insane. This isn't a fucking gimmick. This isn't Sandman9000, a fucking gimmick poster. This is a real life incarnate. Jacob Charles fucking Potter. The man your mother fucking warned you about.

 

I staple dollar bills to my forehead because I enjoy the pain. I break glass over my body because the worst it hurts on the outside, the better it feels on the inside.

 

I don't drink just because I'm a pussy, I don't drink because I know if I lose self-control, I'm gonna give into my deepest desires and kill myself.

 

And above and foremost, I'm the worst human being on earth and I deserve to be killed.

 

What's left Jay? What the fuck do you have left to use against me? Huh? What's next? Say I got a small dick? Say my mom's a whore? What now?

 

You know what, when I stopped my journal, I said I was never gonna let anyoen into my head again. And I mean it.

 

I considered you a friend man. We worked together, we joked around, you knoe me more then most people do, and I know you more. And it's fucking backfired on both of us, especially me.

 

You know what I do best Jay. You know that when the going gets tough, I run the fuck away. Whenever I don't get my way, I burn my fucking bridges and run away.

 

Hey, Jay, bitch, consider this fucking bridge burnt. Don't ever fucking talk to me or even refer to me ever again.

 

I'm going to ROH in Mass. I know what you look like. And since we aren't allowed to wish death on each other anymore, lemme just say that you better stay the fuck away from me.

 

Fuck you Jay Doring. Fuck you.

 

And fuck the rest of you while I'm at it. I'm out. I'm done.

 

Fuck off and die.

[Guest The Winter Of My Discontent]

You girls need to chill out.

[Guest The Winter Of My Discontent]

Obviously you don't pay attention Sandy- red belt in Tae Kwon Do, brown belt in Kempo-I'd knock you on your ass before you could "rip my fucking throat out" you fucking wannabe backyarder. I've been in a ring, I've taken the bumps- again, shit you only *wished* you could do, along with kissing a girl and getting anyone on Earth besides me to like you.

 

A broken wrist is small potatoes buddy- try a broken back, and I'm still ticking, I don't dwell on it, like you do on your po' widdle broken heart. Say hi to Jason Newstead for me.

 

And Zoe can screw off, I've upgraded tremendously- see, how hard was that? Doesn't bother me- again, LEARN TO GET OVER SHIT, YOU WHINER. Maybe then you won't die in your 20's, which you're definitely on the fast track to now buddy.

 

Hardcore homo

You know what, I'm ending this shit. I'm taking all of your weapons away from you.

 

I'm chemcially unbalanced. We all know that. What you don't know is that I suffer from clinical depression and paranoia. Angry one minute, happy the next, and constantly worried that every person in the world is gonna stab me in the back inbetween.

 

Yeah, I fucking fell in love with Katie. Yeah, I'm fucking obsessed with her. Yeah, I lack the fucking balls to ever do anything about it.

 

I'm physically unattractive. I'm a fat fuck.

 

I'm an underachieving fuck who will never amount to anything in his goddamn life.

 

I'm a sick demendted fuck who gets off on watching Nick Mondo take a weedwhacker to his stomach and wishes he could do the same.

 

I'm a sick demendted fuck who writes stories with monsters raping dead corpses and passes them around in class, hoping the girls in the class like the metaphoprs.

 

I'm a person who wants every single motherfucker in this goddamn world to hate him, just so he can justify feeling the same way about the rest of the world.

 

I'm a psychopath who can't handle not getting his own way all of the time.

 

I took a pair of scissors and cut my own arm and forehead open after Katie told me to leave her alone.

 

I don't pretend to be insane. This isn't a fucking gimmick. This isn't Sandman9000, a fucking gimmick poster. This is a real life incarnate. Jacob Charles fucking Potter. The man your mother fucking warned you about.

 

I staple dollar bills to my forehead because I enjoy the pain. I break glass over my body because the worst it hurts on the outside, the better it feels on the inside.

 

I don't drink just because I'm a pussy, I don't drink because I know if I lose self-control, I'm gonna give into my deepest desires and kill myself.

 

And above and foremost, I'm the worst human being on earth and I deserve to be killed.

 

What's left Jay? What the fuck do you have left to use against me? Huh? What's next? Say I got a small dick? Say my mom's a whore? What now?

 

You know what, when I stopped my journal, I said I was never gonna let anyoen into my head again. And I mean it.

 

I considered you a friend man. We worked together, we joked around, you knoe me more then most people do, and I know you more. And it's fucking backfired on both of us, especially me.

 

You know what I do best Jay. You know that when the going gets tough, I run the fuck away. Whenever I don't get my way, I burn my fucking bridges and run away.

 

Hey, Jay, bitch, consider this fucking bridge burnt. Don't ever fucking talk to me or even refer to me ever again.

 

I'm going to ROH in Mass. I know what you look like. And since we aren't allowed to wish death on each other anymore, lemme just say that you better stay the fuck away from me.

 

Fuck you Jay Doring. Fuck you.

 

And fuck the rest of you while I'm at it. I'm out. I'm done.

 

Fuck off and die.

Holy shit, please don't kill yourself.

[Art Sandusky 0]

Holy shit, please don't kill yourself.

Yeah, that post has me just a tad worried.

[Guest The Winter Of My Discontent]

Sandman, you told us all to die. I think you should be banned.

[{''({o..o})''} 0]

I was going to type a joke reply but... Damn.

[Dr. Tyler; Captain America 0]

Banky is showing compassion?

 

Say it ain't so.

 

But seriously, this is a message board. People don't come on here to read your life story, as sad as it may or may not be. This is stupid.

[Nighthawk 0]

Yeah, that post has me just a tad worried.

But that's what Eminem did at the end of 8 Mile and he turned out fine.

[Guest The Winter Of My Discontent]

Banky is showing compassion?

 

Say it ain't so.

 

But seriously, this is a message board. People don't come on here to read your life story, as sad as it may or may not be. This is stupid.

I'm not a heartless cyborg....although it would be pretty boss if I was.