Message from a soon-to-be former Hardcore Poster.

GrundleStiltzkin

Just received this message from a guy (who shall remain anonymous) that I've interacted with over the years on DM and HH: "Yep. Expected. I suppose you’ll laugh about how you ran the off the Duck imposter and fall back to your insults and racism and closeups of 17yo crotches. No, you fuck off. You can keep this place. Admin. Please kick me. I’m sorry I ever though this was an alternative to real hardcore husky fans."

The guy that sent me this note is NO fan of kim or any of the other jerks over at DM.

Look, I'm not going to advocate for people to be censored (like the d-bags that ruined DM), nor am I going to lecture anybody. I will only say that this website has the opportunity to become a REAL and UNFILTERED alternative to DM. The problem is that a few folks on here insist on turning threads into name-calling and 8th-grade-level cursing contests, or just an opportunity to 'zing' other people.

I'll be the first to say that at times I've been guilty of that BS as well.

I guess my only suggestion is that some folks should decide if they want this to become the website that ALL OF US have described at one time or another - a place of INTELLIGENT analysis where INTENSE criticism and UNSCRIPTED opinion is welcome - or do we want HH to be just a place of one-liners, biting insults, and contests to tear down others. I realize that it's often both, but I tend to agree with this guy that it tilts a little too much toward the latter.

Just a thought. Peace. Now fire away.

FireCohen

@Passion where ya at my negha!!!!!!!?

dnc

WeakarmCobra said:

@Passion where ya at my negha!!!!!!!?

Wasn’t this from chestbeater?

FireCohen

dnc said:

WeakarmCobra said:

@Passion where ya at my negha!!!!!!!?

Wasn’t this from chestbeater?

Naw, it’s from our heat from the edge loving brother?

Swaye

dnc said:

WeakarmCobra said:

@Passion where ya at my negha!!!!!!!?

Wasn’t this from chestbeater?

@CIgarBoxGuitarist you ding dong. He flamed out yesterday I think. He did not get it at all.

Meek

GrundleStiltzkin said:

Just received this message from a guy (who shall remain anonymous) that I've interacted with over the years on DM and HH: "Yep. Expected. I suppose you’ll laugh about how you ran the off the Duck imposter and fall back to your insults and racism and closeups of 17yo crotches. No, you fuck off. You can keep this place. Admin. Please kick me. I’m sorry I ever though this was an alternative to real hardcore husky fans."

The guy that sent me this note is NO fan of kim or any of the other jerks over at DM.

Look, I'm not going to advocate for people to be censored (like the d-bags that ruined DM), nor am I going to lecture anybody. I will only say that this website has the opportunity to become a REAL and UNFILTERED alternative to DM. The problem is that a few folks on here insist on turning threads into name-calling and 8th-grade-level cursing contests, or just an opportunity to 'zing' other people.

I'll be the first to say that at times I've been guilty of that BS as well.

I guess my only suggestion is that some folks should decide if they want this to become the website that ALL OF US have described at one time or another - a place of INTELLIGENT analysis where INTENSE criticism and UNSCRIPTED opinion is welcome - or do we want HH to be just a place of one-liners, biting insults, and contests to tear down others. I realize that it's often both, but I tend to agree with this guy that it tilts a little too much toward the latter.

Just a thought. Peace. Now fire away.

welp, this place actually is only 8th graders and senile old men who yell at clouds, so you get what you pay for...and since you weren't paying then you have some kind of fucking gall to be so upset about this place...you hate Kim's place that you pay for, you hate our place that you don't pay for....if you yell at clouds you maybe just need to lurk around and dm IrishDawg then you'll fit right in.

Swaye

Hey @GrundleStiltzkin thanks for the reminder I already added @CIgarBoxGuitarist to the road kill bored. Usually I wouldn't add someone with such a small impact, but his faggy flameout was pretty epic.

Hey, CIgarboxqueer, if you ever come back under a different handle grow some hair on your nuts first and prepare to get hazed. Make it through a week without going full homo, and you got a chance. Or just drink bleach now. Whichever.

PurpleJ

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PurpleJ

OK!

goodbye sociopaths. The AOG is officially gone. put me back on the kill list. I leave you to cutting people off in traffic and making loud noises, talking on cell phones right next to somebody trying to concentrate, and all the other things you do all day long to annoy people.

There was a discordant hum of human voices! There was a loud blast as of many trumpets! There was a harsh grating as of a thousand thunders! The fiery walls rushed back! An outstretched arm caught my own as I fell, fainting, into the abyss. It was that of General Lasalle. The French army had entered Toledo. The Inquisition was in the hands of its enemies.

GrundleStiltzkin

PurpleJ said:

goodbye sociopaths. The AOG is officially gone. put me back on the kill list. I leave you to cutting people off in traffic and making loud noises, talking on cell phones right next to somebody trying to concentrate, and all the other things you do all day long to annoy people.

There was a discordant hum of human voices! There was a loud blast as of many trumpets! There was a harsh grating as of a thousand thunders! The fiery walls rushed back! An outstretched arm caught my own as I fell, fainting, into the abyss. It was that of General Lasalle. The French army had entered Toledo. The Inquisition was in the hands of its enemies.

Pitchfork51

Swaye said:

Hey @GrundleStiltzkin thanks for the reminder I already added @CIgarBoxGuitarist to the road kill bored. Usually I wouldn't add someone with such a small impact, but his faggy flameout was pretty epic.

Hey, CIgarboxqueer, if you ever come back under a different handle grow some hair on your nuts first and prepare to get hazed. Make it through a week without going full homo, and you got a chance. Or just drink bleach now. Whichever.

Tell me about this Peter puffer

Swaye

Pitchfork51 said:

Swaye said:

Hey @GrundleStiltzkin thanks for the reminder I already added @CIgarBoxGuitarist to the road kill bored. Usually I wouldn't add someone with such a small impact, but his faggy flameout was pretty epic.

Hey, CIgarboxqueer, if you ever come back under a different handle grow some hair on your nuts first and prepare to get hazed. Make it through a week without going full homo, and you got a chance. Or just drink bleach now. Whichever.

Tell me about this Peter puffer

See for yourself.

http://hardcorehusky.com/discussion/48326/just-wondering#latest

ApostleofGrief

After losing consciousness again, the narrator discovers that the prison is slightly illuminated and that he is strapped to a wooden frame on his back, facing the ceiling. Above him is a picture of Father Time, with a razor-sharp pendulum measuring "one foot from horn to horn" suspended from it. The pendulum is swinging back and forth and slowly descending, designed to kill the narrator eventually. However, he is able to attract rats to him by smearing his bonds with the meat left for him to eat. The rats chew through the straps, and he slips free just before the pendulum can begin to slice into his chest.

The pendulum is withdrawn into the ceiling, and the walls become red-hot and start to move inwards, forcing him slowly toward the center of the room and the pit. As he loses his last foothold and begins to topple in, he hears a roar of voices and trumpets, the walls retract, and an arm pulls him to safety. The French Army has captured the city of Toledo and the Inquisition has fallen into its enemies' hands

....so, it just reminded me (The Pit and the Pendulum) of this hellhole on earth.