:rofl You loudly proclaim you won an internet match from your mom's basement then go on about virgins. Coincidence much?hi:
Like I thought, you never wanted to argue in facts. The virginity in you is too strong. Admit it, you got extremely upset that I didn't just accept your opinion as fact, and you tried to convince me you were some expert . You seem extremely desperate for the last word , even though you're not even attempting to argue. You loudly proclaim that you're a virgin, that works minimum wage and is too scared to skype to show salaries, and you go on people living in their mom's basements? Coincidence much?
hahaha it's okay, you make minimum wage, you're extremely odd looking, and you're a virgin. i'd be terrified to skype, and compare salaries, and my home if I were you too.
:shock: Your obviously peeping through the wrong window you pevert as I look like a greek god. Jeez - you wanna skype men, look through windows at them and roll on the ground. Right.
watching you try to play off the gay thing, so you dont seem terrified is hilarious. You said I lived in my mom's basement right? Well let's compare where we live. OH wait you're trembling because you know how pathetic your life is. There there PIRA, it's okay.
Both terrified and trembling from an internet post.:rofl Too rough a playground for me. I-thug ellerbe.:bbb Here's a lolly for you - savor the bitterness as Mendez destroys your "definitely rigged" opinion.:yep https://youtu.be/wLndGZJS348
LOL, dude you wrote that comment, and went back to edit it 2 hours later. I really have gotten to you haven't I, am I stuck on your mind? Yes you are terrified and embarrassed to show who you really are. You said I live in my mom's basement right? Well let's skype, I think you're some weird looking virgin, that's most likely has aspergers and goes around stating his opinions as facts. You take personal digs at other people until you're offered to confront them in a situation that would present who you really are in real life, then all the insults stop , because you know you look like a major ***** being scared to show yourself. And dude seriously how dumb are you LMAO. If he got paid to take a dive, why would he bad mouth connor after? Jesus you really must have a low IQ.
This content is protected Maybe even Chad himself can get through your thick skull. :deal "Definetely rigged" - remember that, opinion or fact? Are you still on about skype?
let me repeat my quote. And dude seriously how dumb are you LMAO. If he got paid to take a dive, why would he bad mouth connor after? Jesus you really must have a low IQ. also read my quote properly, "as someone who rarely watches MMA I thought this was definitely rigged". Here I'll put in bold the main part where you need to pay attention.
Are you still too scared to show your face? I know you want me to get off this topic, since I've exposed how badly you *****ed out . You went from saying that I live in my mom's basement to going MIA and begging me to get off that topic. Oh and you talked **** about my 4k posts, but you seem to reply right away every time I'm here. I'm guessing you use many other forums, or I've gotten to you badly.
also read my quote properly, "as someone who rarely watches MMA I thought this was definitely rigged". Here I'll put in bold the main part where you need to pay attention. This was my first post, you have a hard time comprehending dont you?
Show your face? :rofl I have got you so worked up from your dipstick "facts" that your now demanding skype dates. The irony.
Yup, show your face and where you live. You go on about how someone lives in their mom's basement, but you completely go off that topic once they offer to skype to compare what our real lives are like. And no, the only person that was "worked up" was you . That's why you went for the personal digs, instead of actually arguing my points. Your life is so pathetic that you have to go on forums and take personal digs at people who don't agree with you. Of course the personal digs stop when you're confronted to show who you really are in real life .
