Kraj 2.0 wrote:You guys can call me a d-bag all you want, but at least I'm honest about my own fallibility and don't claim that I've uncovered life's mysteries with my reasoning abilities. I know it's cool and all to be the pseudo-intellectual hipster-type who sits in coffee shops and quotes syphilitic French and German homo philosophers to make a case against the existence of God, but that's something I won't be joining you delusional fuckwads in. I'm way too honest with myself and how I live life to pretend that taking an Intro to Philosophy course in college and listening to a few Tool albums while smoking kush makes me capable of unraveling life's mysteries. You look at me and see a d-bag. I look at you guys and see a bunch of white-trash pompous tards who consider "being a man of the world" as going to Olive Garden on the regular. Humble yourselves, losers. Drop the protein shakes, get out from under your obese, disgusting wives, and experience the wisdom of the world first hand instead of trusting a bunch of faggot "Great Men of the World" to indoctrinate you into it. Then you'll understand where I'm coming from.
Really? This is soft soft stuff.
Everyone here knows you're a cunt, just go back to trying to be funny. Really...right now you're less than Rant at his worst. It's patently obvious you've never done a damn thing in your life, let alone build a house, raise a family, fix a car...all those
beyond your capabilities aspirations you accuse others of lacking. I can smell from here, you wouldn't know a framing hammer from a shingle ripper, ya soft cunt.