BMB lays down the law...

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MissX: I had no idea you were such an ass Larry.

Antman: You're in need of a leather thong and a good bear-macing. Why don't you just settle down and email me. ;)

Perish: I never cared for MissX either. Let her rot in the lab with Antman. Maybe they'll go find somewhere else to post.

YoYo: Sure seems shubbles mistorkenfluke. (HIC)(GURGLE)

LARRY: FUCK ALL YA'LL!

BMB: Yo' dog this shit is whack. You caent be bendin bitches over erytime you wig out man. Take a step back dog. Look at the big picture yo'. You losin' it and you need to ste

p back, flog yer shit or whateva and hit the sack. Have one yer bitches fix dat shit. Punk.

And the battle ensues....

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Antman: What a shitty thing to do. I was only cracking a joke. You didn't have to cornhole me. Cut me loose, I cry injustice in the name of 'Merica.

MissX: I have to agree. While distasteful at time, Antman's post was only in fun.

Larry: Who rattled your cage X? If you're not likin how I run things, you might follow him in there.

Perish: Who gives a shit really. I hate that guy so what does it matter. Let him sit there and rot.

MissX: I see how it is. Open your mouth and get stomped on.

Larry: That's it bitch in the lab with you. Anyone else want some?

MissX HAS BEEN SENT TO THE PROBE

ROOM FOR REINITIATION!

BMB slaps down the whatfor.....

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BMB: Aight check dis yo. Ya'll is some whack bitches and I'm bout to roll up in here and slap down my thang. Lester, start by spillin' why you setup someone's honeypot to be probed. Lots of peeps done aksed you bout it and you dodgin dog. So sup?

Earthboi Onus: Didn't BigDawg say this was not a Curb Feeler's issue. Perhaps you need to reexamine your own setup. Maybe you're doing it wrong? Curb Feelers administration is infallible.

MissX: We're all doing it wrong?

Larry: SHUT THE FUCK UP! The next fucker to say hacker gets cornholed.

Antman: Hacker lol

Earthboi: Welcome to cornhole time Antman.

ANTMAN HAS BEEN SENT TO THE PROBE

ROOM FOR REINITIATION!

Lester: I'm not sure what a honeypot even is B. I have no idea who would have done such a thing and try to blame it on innocent old me. After all, I am a priest, I can't be a bad guy. People love me. Even though I have no evidence, and have been less than honest, you'll have to trust me.

YoYo: BMB you stupid wannabe rapper ass punk! Lester has no cause to be hacking into anyone's shit. Not to mention he's dumber than a box of wet rocks when it comes to computers, so there's no way he did this. He needed Dr. Scott to send an email for him apologizing to someone for god sakes. You're a dick.

Dr. Scott: Ah can confirm 'at Lester hud me send th' email. I cannae confirm if he is dumber than a box ay dreich rocks.

Vanilla: Who would hack into this place, it's so silly. I think you're all just being overly silly. People don't do silly things like this. It's like saying priests like to molester kids, just silly.

The plot thickens....

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Vanilla: I don't see any reason why someone would intentionally inhibit your ability to access the community. I find it difficult to phantom anyone having a motivation for such childlike behavior.

Perhaps you are all just having some random technical issue, that's mysteriously infected both of you. Is that so hard to believe?

MissX: That doesn't make very much sense to me, and I don't know much about computers.

BigDawg: Did you uninstall your virus scanner? Maybe it's time to reinstall Portholes 9? Are you still using that out of date Portholes 8 version that was out last month? Crapware. Go spend the $500 to get the new one and that'll fix your problem, I'm sure of it.

Antman: So someone stole the boobies from the thread? Did we make a list of all the brown people and question them? Who's got some duct tape we can drown them until they talk and call it waterboarding, which is not torture.

Larry: Fucking christ people! Keystone messed up your accounts. As in who gives a fuck I need more Keystone. No shut the fuck up or Imma start cornholin mother fuckers.

LilyAnne: AGREE AGREE AGREE AGREE

AGREE AGREE AGREE

LilyAnne having tech issues.....

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LilyAnne: WTF is going on? My settings are all messed up and my shit is public. Can we get someone to fix the problem please? I thought no one was reading the PMs anymore?

BigDawg: I'm not showing any problem on my end Lily. Did you check with your ISP? Frankly I'm not able to deal with this kind of stuff because of my incompetence, which I am blaming on lack of access. Try switching browsers? Maybe uninstall your virus scanner or something?

MissX: It's happening to me too. Everytime I log on my settings are altered and I have to rest my privacy options. I'd like to be able to keep myself private if that's ok with everyone here?

Larry: All of you dumbasses shut the fuck up. No one is fucking with your shit. Stop smokin' so much crack and just go back to your lame ass in-fighting, so you aren't watching all of the stuff we're doing.

Mind yer' own business. SHIT!

Antman trolling for pr0n!

Antman: MissX is nice and torched tonight, maybe I'll see some tits!

DAMN! I'm always missing the good stuff. Stuck trolling Whopr0n again.

Introducing MissX: Resident Curb Feelers snap flasher

MissX: Resident Curb Feelers snap flasher

MissX is the Curb Feelers resident snap flasher. You'll have to be quick to get a glimpse of her, but when she's in a mood, you might have a few seconds to nab some of those riskier images before she pops them back into the ether.

Usually after a bottle of wine, you might miss seeing her random pics if you're one of the late crowd.

Too fast to be furious, troll her threads with the right-click on the ready.

LilyAnne gets a new widget.

LilyAnne: Fucking schweet!

-=( CLICK )=- "Installing AGREE_MASHER_BUTTON"

"Install Phukdup Malwhere Toolbar? Y/N" Y

"Install Mad Whack Hacker Screensaver Backdoor? Y/N" Y

"Thank you for letting us pwn you, enjoy your masher."

LilyAnne: -=( CLICK )=-

AGREED AGREED AGREED AGREED

AGREED AGREED AGREED

Nice.

Introducing Peace: Curb Feelers Flip-Flop

Introducing Peace: Curb Feelers Flip-flop

While riding the line between this side and that, Peace has a tendency to pluck out irrelevant items from a debate and beat them to dead. Either the other combatant becomes exhausted, or she'll pluck out some other, again irrelevant item, and begin again.

Bot afraid to follow you to another location and continue her browbeatings, Peace gives up only when Peace is ready to give up. Pack lots of popcorn.

Introducing BMB: Curb Feelers (THUG) Lifer

BMB: Curb Feelers (THUG) Lifer

BMB - Big Money B as his homies call him. Head of the FTM Mob, and wielder of the double barrel bullshit cannon, BMB stands by his friends to the end, honoring every last contract he makes with his well placed words of wit.

Standing from afar, he will occasionally lob a drama grenade into the mix and watch the fallout. Beware if he engages, however, it's down to the last man standing. He'd shoot himself in the foot if it meant winning the battle.

BMB is always fair, just own your shit, because business is business.

Introducing Vanilla: Curb Feelers resident knowitall!

Vanilla: Curb Feelers resident knowitall!

What can she say? Vanilla knows everything there is to know about everything there is. If you listen to her, she'll tell you how much more educated, emotionally balanced, wise, more experienced, and just about anything else in comparison to whomever she is speaking at the time.

Vanilla likes to be the center of attention, and her polite mannerisms hide her subtle sarcasm while she fires insult after insult from the safety of her alternate reality. Tucked away inside a world all her own, Vanilla believes things like truth, justice and the American way still exist, and even thrive in most places.

Having a tendency to come into the foray long after the dust has begun to settle, she likes to kick sand back into the faces of the combatants to draw them back into confrontation. Her inability to empathize with persons beneath her station in life makes her difficult to reason with, and impossible to debate.