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| The Handelmaniac... |
 Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 7:17 pm |
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Here they are:
Napoleon
Angela Gheorghiu
Donald Trump
George S.Patton
Kurt Baum
Charlie Handelman
Well,I will answer:
1. All of them were accused of loving themselves
2.All of them,in one way or another, were successful in life
3. All of them did not give a shit what anyone else thought...that is
how they achieved success.
4. Their nay-sayers were extremely jealous of them (although with
Baum,I beg to differ)
The most amusing posts here is that a few people (Bollman and his fake
names) really think anything they say has the slightest impact...and
that includes me too..nothing I say means anything to the idiots..
BUT the difference is that I am nice and they suck...CH |
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| Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 1:21 pm |
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On Jul 17, 4:19 pm, The Handelmaniac <CharlesHandel... at (no spam) cs.com> wrote:
Quote: On Jul 17, 8:06�am, rmv... at (no spam) gmail.com wrote:
On Jul 16, 10:17�pm, The Handelmaniac <CharlesHandel... at (no spam) cs.com> wrote:
Here they are:
Napoleon
Angela Gheorghiu
Donald Trump
George S.Patton
Kurt Baum
Charlie Handelman
Well,I will answer:
1. �All of them were accused of loving themselves
�2.All of them,in one way or another, were successful in life
�3. All of them did not give a shit what anyone else thought....that is
how they achieved success.
4. Their nay-sayers were extremely jealous of them (although with
Baum,I beg to differ)
The most amusing posts here is that a few people (Bollman and his fake
names) really think anything they say has the slightest impact...and
that includes me too..nothing I say means anything to the idiots..
BUT the difference is that I am nice and they suck...CH
you were never successful except stealing
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Yes,dumb jealous retarded Rudi..I served 10 years in Attica... How
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Speaking of Creedmore bait, there's always 'the deceased ljo', for
whom they'd throw away the key!
Regarding said excrescence,
perhaps the following will clarify the confusions regarding the
exceedingly unmentor-like ravings and whingings of the
'deceased' 'ljo', aka 'ancona', 'linnie', 'gardella', 'elizibeth', et
al:
'Ancona' Stinkie Bollmann is at best, a bottom-feeder. It exists at
the lowest
level of
the food chain, feeding hungrily on its own mega-produced wastes.
Hiding safe-modally in its latrine domicile behind an obviously
purloined and misused keyboard 24/7, more if only possible, it squats
in wait, desperately for some morsel, any morsel of what 'ljo' is, to
flutter down into
its longing, cackling throat.
- Bollmann has never been
choosy. It will ooze its massive loads of filth toward
anyone, in the futile and deranged hope of validating its comically
putrescent, multipseudonymous existence; or,
more accurately, striving in vain, for
the appearance that its 'life' has any substance beyond its ordure
snacks and entrees, and the cowardly swipings thereof.
As you have just seen, La Stinkie Bollmann breaks into threads and
deposits its incoherent lumps of Bollmannure, which it repeats with
"variations" at every self-declared 'opportunity'.
Boll attempts to be omnipresent, having contaminated numerous other
groups, which wisely kicked it 'off and away'. As deserved.
Read the archives, if you've the time and stomach-strength
to seek out each of Boll's and
its Axis-members' fake IDs - you will be shocked
at the Boll-ordure (a redundancy, that) that molders therein.
Its 'critical' nonsense is never of any value other than 'selves'-
amusement, as it plays "handball" with its own clumps of waste, later
to be
consumed by their excretor, as a 'trough-time snack'.
Bollmann's dance of death has no end, ie, at (no spam) least not
until it keels over from
its own stench-corroding process, and furthermore,
is harder to pin down than a greased 'crottlin' (Its nonexistent
progeny, since Boll is a hyaenid eunuch).
Its 'expertise' and interest in Opera are
non-
existent; everything this supposed 'voice mentor', posts is either a
gratuitous snipe at its countless betters, and/or unconscionably
Plagiarized from
such *real* writers as Lyle Neff, who caught the cowardly little
degenerate in that very act, here at RMO. Boll then embarassedly
'took a
powder' for several days, during which sane conversation actually
began to flourish at RMO - until its unbidden return.
It makes sweeping lies and libels based only on its uninformed hatred
of its betters, couched
as 'erudition', and it cannot
"tolerate" the presence of those it 'dislikes'.
TFB! (ie, Too Bad)
Boll's daily discourse is riddled with cliches, ad nauseum name-
callings, fictional tales of singers it's never met nor even seen from
a distance, since they'd have collapsed from its BS (Boll Stench),
faster than one could say boll's absurd affectation, 'at the soonest'.
When confronted with its amassed collection of fake 'IDs' and endless
false claims, or asked
to justify or clarify an unsupported fact or opinion, it responds in
Safe Modal Bollmannure, - scribbling missives far longer than this!
Its latrine-lair-made "language' is rife with neologisms such as the
nonexistent 'words',"Tillmanese" and "Tillmanaise" which are
invariably and weirdly deployed for its signature ad hominem attacks.
Bollmann's most favored concoction ('gotta have it!', it exclaims) is
an odd
"cocktail" called "Santy-
Swig", a mixture of s'faccim -not necessarily fresh- and its own
droppings (ditto, on the 'freshness').
It has an extreme, typically Bollmaniacal anal
fixation which is evidenced by its insistence on diets emanating from
there, and there only.
And it repeatedly and falsely accuses its betters of -guess what:
-accusing thugs, much like itself, of unspeakable actions toward those
unfortunate enough to be in their 'sphere'. Fortunately, boll's
victims are limited to moribund 'sh%^house mice', and its nonexistent
'fambly'.
Bollmann both despises women and is terrified of them, as well as its
own fleas. It's equally terrified of men, consistently and defiantly
refusing to divulge its
Latrine Locale's precise address to such gents as DFT and countless
others.
It pretends 'offense' at being called 'a faux-'literate' c^&t', though
it's a pluperfectly accurate take on this vile specimen of hyaenidae.
That Bollmann and/or one of its 'alters' is the
author of the infamous Kmart wanking debacle post is beyond doubt, and
actually a fact.
'ljo' has posted at RMO and other groups under far too many 'IDs' to
list without spending decades, not mere moments, doing so.
That Bollmann has not thus far been banned and fumigated, AFAIK, by
Google
Groups, for its numerous death-threats, stalkings, 'satires',
posting pornographic, scatological, and obscene materials where
minors and those simply attempting to enjoy their dining experience,
might be present,
-threatening members of rmo, harassment, threatening
the relatives of members of rmo, and THEIR relatives,
posting violent,
hideous fantasies involving anything that breathes, or has previously
breathed,
-disprove its unsupported claims about Google, since Boll's antics
obviously violate every rule they have, whatever its chronic whines
about others!
Boll's activities, as well as its enemies', are well documented by
Google. Boll's harassments are illegal, not
to mention insane. -But I mentioned it.  ))
The mind boggles at the number of
keyboard hours invested in Boll's claims and sludge-outpourings about
others' posting-frequency.
StinkieBoll's "idea" of improving an opera thread is to post a link to
a photo of itself at 800 pounds-plus, flirting grotesquely in a fake
beard and real
tutu. Pity the cameraman!
In any discussion, BollStinkie
fails to show knowledge of the music performed, as it whines in its
typically
sluggy, a-Punk-ular, safe-mode (pseudo-nomy), Opera Nada, counterfeit
support from its countless 'selves' and several nearly-equally
demented flunkies.
A boll statement (bs):
Quote: that reminds me of Tony Randall singing >Caro Nome on the Ed Sullivan show
Fact -
Mr. Randall never sang this on the Sullivan show, nor anywhere else.
It's an obvious fact, too, that Bollmann never leaves its sewer-lair,
save to sneak into the occasional hospice, that it may guffaw and
cackle uproariously, at the agonies of the dying and suffering, and of
course, at their loved ones. This is the sort of Bollmannurian 'Humor'
that it, its 'alters', and its flunkies crave and adore.
Bollmann is obsessed with soap operas, scatology,
pedzo-phoolishness, and junk food; after all - what's junkier than
Boll's own ordure!
In its own vapid regurgs, Boll is "crazier
than a shithouse mouse", as well as devouring all the latter's
'deposits', like they're 'going out of style'. Makes for a bizarrely
symbiotic 'relationship'.
It, Boll, is the perfect partner for the fictional 'mrs ljo'. Alas,
they (both being
bollmann, itself) are both 'deceased', since boll announced 'their
croakings' here, and on its own 'group', albeit disproving its own
lies again. As always.
Isn't that wunnerfully 'trajick'?
PS: For a real opera discussion group go to Opera-L, and to Ed's
Group, where boll's 'contributions' are far
from welcome.
Helpfully,
L Credit Where Due T
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