EADC
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What would the purpose of that be? do they not have other better things to do.
What would the purpose of that be? do they not have other better things to do.
EADC
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Nah don't do that, like you said everyone is welcome here.
No, it's too much fun. I love watching idiots go through a meltdown.
Hmmmm. .... Possible MyBB shills?
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I won’t, just an emotional reaction to an unwarranted and unsubstantiated attack on me.
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They seem to think I read their pms. Bizarre.
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That's a fair point I get that and that it came out of nowhere with accusations and no real questions first.
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Don't think MyBB really cares, more likely just someone looking for drama.
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Some women get ratty at a certain time of the month and some are just plain crazy when the moon is at a certain level .
My step mother went bat shit crazy when the moon was full , needless to say i got the shit out of there when i was 16 .I had to put up with her from the age of 5 , not that i was an angel .
My step mother went bat shit crazy when the moon was full , needless to say i got the shit out of there when i was 16 .I had to put up with her from the age of 5 , not that i was an angel .
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Turns out my eldest sister is anti-vax. I have now broken all contact with her. She is dead to me.
She was going crazy the past few years though. She broke her hip from a fall in her flat end of 2019, went to the hospital twice and checked out the next day due to not being allowed to smoke in her bed (and the need to get back to the booze). The hip was never repaired and remains broken. She is now in a wheel chair by her choice rather than having it fixed. As I said, she has gone mad.
She was going crazy the past few years though. She broke her hip from a fall in her flat end of 2019, went to the hospital twice and checked out the next day due to not being allowed to smoke in her bed (and the need to get back to the booze). The hip was never repaired and remains broken. She is now in a wheel chair by her choice rather than having it fixed. As I said, she has gone mad.
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That is neither here nor there and really is not indication of anything. Its an old trope that gets brought up when women either defend themselves or express an opinion not liked.
Hate to get to this late, but this is the least surprising post I've read in this thread.
I've called 'em for coordinating attacks off-forum on the band of broad, and Em was kind enough to post a screenshot of twitter PMs (names redacted) confirming they were talking at a minimum, but planning more likely.
Idiots
I called my own cease-fire with her a few weeks back... The back and forth needed an ugliness from me that I have no time for anymore.
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I have never interacted with her that I can recall. All her claims have been shown to be nonsense. So will just ignore her going forward. Guess we need a local nutter to balance things out.
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Lol imagine having the time and energy to do something like this.
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Anti-vax, MAGA, Qanon types seem to gave a lot of time available.
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Mildly amusing:
Not mine: original post on Facebook by David Young:
A lot of people have been asking me what it's like being on the COVID wards in the hospital, so I figured I'd share what a typical day looks like for me:
6 a.m. Wake up. Roll off of my pile of money that Big Pharma gave me. Softly weep as it doesn't put a dent in my medical school loans
6:30 a.m. Make breakfast, using only foods from the diet that gives me everlasting life by avoiding all fats, sugars, carbs, and proteins. For details buy my book and check out my shop.
7 a.m. Get to work, load up my syringes with coronavirus before rounds.
8 a.m. See my patients for the day. Administer the medications that the government tells me to. Covertly rub essential oils on the ones I want to get better.
9:30 a.m. Call Bill Gates to check how 5G tower construction is going, hoping for more coronavirus soon. He tells me they're delayed due to repairs on the towers used to spread the Black Plague. Curse the fact that this is the most efficient way to spread infectious diseases.
10 a.m. One patient tells me he knows "the truth" about coronavirus. I give him a Tdap booster. He becomes autistic in front of my eyes. He'll never conspire against me again.
11 a.m. Tend to the secret hospital garden of St. John's wort and ginkgo leaves that we save for rich patients and donors.
12:30 p.m. Pick up my briefcase of money from payroll, my gift from Pfizer for the incomprehensible profits we make off of the free influenza vaccine given every year.
1 p.m. Conference call with Dr. Fauci and the lab in Wuhan responsible for manufacturing viruses. Tell them my idea about how an apocalypse-style zombie virus would be a cool one to try for the next batch.
2 p.m. A patient starts asking me about getting rid of toxins. I ask her if she has a liver and kidneys. She tells me she knows "the truth" about Big Anatomy and that the only way to detoxify herself is to eat nothing but lemon wedges and mayonnaise for weeks. I give her a Tdap booster.
2:45 p.m. Help the FBI, CIA, and CDC silence the masses. Lament the fact that I can only infringe on one or two of their rights. Oh well, there's always tomorrow.
4pm - One of my rich patients begins to crash. Laugh as I realize I've mismatched her spirit animal and zodiac moon sign. I switch out the Purple Amethyst above her bed for a Tiger's Eye geode. She stabilizes. I throw some ginkgo leaves on her for good measure
6pm - Go onto YouTube and see coronavirus conspiracy videos everywhere. Curse my all powerful government for how inept they are at keeping people from spreading "the truth"
6:10pm - Go onto Amazon and see that a book about "the truth" is the #1 seller this week. Question the power of my all powerful government. Make a reminder to myself to get more Tdap boosters from the Surgeon General next time we talk.
7pm - Time to go home. Before I leave, sacrifice a goat to Dr. Fauci and say three Hippocratic Oaths.
9pm - Take a contented sigh as I snuggle under the covers made of the tinfoil hats of my enemies, realizing that my 4 years of medical school and 3 years of residency training have been put to good use today.
Not mine: original post on Facebook by David Young:
A lot of people have been asking me what it's like being on the COVID wards in the hospital, so I figured I'd share what a typical day looks like for me:
6 a.m. Wake up. Roll off of my pile of money that Big Pharma gave me. Softly weep as it doesn't put a dent in my medical school loans
6:30 a.m. Make breakfast, using only foods from the diet that gives me everlasting life by avoiding all fats, sugars, carbs, and proteins. For details buy my book and check out my shop.
7 a.m. Get to work, load up my syringes with coronavirus before rounds.
8 a.m. See my patients for the day. Administer the medications that the government tells me to. Covertly rub essential oils on the ones I want to get better.
9:30 a.m. Call Bill Gates to check how 5G tower construction is going, hoping for more coronavirus soon. He tells me they're delayed due to repairs on the towers used to spread the Black Plague. Curse the fact that this is the most efficient way to spread infectious diseases.
10 a.m. One patient tells me he knows "the truth" about coronavirus. I give him a Tdap booster. He becomes autistic in front of my eyes. He'll never conspire against me again.
11 a.m. Tend to the secret hospital garden of St. John's wort and ginkgo leaves that we save for rich patients and donors.
12:30 p.m. Pick up my briefcase of money from payroll, my gift from Pfizer for the incomprehensible profits we make off of the free influenza vaccine given every year.
1 p.m. Conference call with Dr. Fauci and the lab in Wuhan responsible for manufacturing viruses. Tell them my idea about how an apocalypse-style zombie virus would be a cool one to try for the next batch.
2 p.m. A patient starts asking me about getting rid of toxins. I ask her if she has a liver and kidneys. She tells me she knows "the truth" about Big Anatomy and that the only way to detoxify herself is to eat nothing but lemon wedges and mayonnaise for weeks. I give her a Tdap booster.
2:45 p.m. Help the FBI, CIA, and CDC silence the masses. Lament the fact that I can only infringe on one or two of their rights. Oh well, there's always tomorrow.
4pm - One of my rich patients begins to crash. Laugh as I realize I've mismatched her spirit animal and zodiac moon sign. I switch out the Purple Amethyst above her bed for a Tiger's Eye geode. She stabilizes. I throw some ginkgo leaves on her for good measure
6pm - Go onto YouTube and see coronavirus conspiracy videos everywhere. Curse my all powerful government for how inept they are at keeping people from spreading "the truth"
6:10pm - Go onto Amazon and see that a book about "the truth" is the #1 seller this week. Question the power of my all powerful government. Make a reminder to myself to get more Tdap boosters from the Surgeon General next time we talk.
7pm - Time to go home. Before I leave, sacrifice a goat to Dr. Fauci and say three Hippocratic Oaths.
9pm - Take a contented sigh as I snuggle under the covers made of the tinfoil hats of my enemies, realizing that my 4 years of medical school and 3 years of residency training have been put to good use today.
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Jingle bells, Jingle bells, Emjay got a ban on MBB of her own for insulting people, Christmas morning 2019, I believe.
And here she is pretending she's above all that. I love it.
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Um, so, it's looking a little like I might have upset you-know-who over at the band of broad without actually saying anything to you-know-who, other than 'thank you'.