So they do it for free.
Interesting human behaviour.
but it's hilarious to think that Dan is paying a bill every month just so a bunch of wasters can post tweets all day. 99% of it all is just re-tweets, you'd be as well off just logging into Twitter itself.
Never saw the value of twitter - one hundred and forty characters is way too many for me.
He'd probably shit himself if he came across a real wolf. A wild wolf's bite force is insane...over twice that of a pitbull.
He lives on some shitty estate like Crumlin or Darndale: spends his dole down the local offie, saves a few quid for his phone/internet package, gets plastered and spends the day chasing MIA2 around the block - who just keeps laughing at him - and likely passes out sitting on the toilet pot after another marathon twenty-two hour day of re-posting twitter posts.
Even duller than Jambo.
They all take themselves way too seriously on Arsefield's...they seem to think of themselves as
revolutionaries of some sort. Instead they're boring cunts whose only hobbies seem to be whinging about current affairs on a daily basis. I feel sorry for anyone who has to be stuck around them all of the time.
Dan pays for that privilege, the sad fattie.
Imagine spending your wife's wages on a site to host the likes of Val and Wolf? Or Myles, what a fucking gimp?
But that's how some of these sad bastards are: like Jambo here: yesterday he gets his first thread/blog to self moderate and what does he say in his first reply to the first post written by another member?
Give me one good reason why I shouldn't delete this utter rubbish?
See?
This is exactly the kind of bullshit Jambo loves.
he has no interest whatsoever in anything anybody says - he just wants to be able to mute them, silence their point, ban them from his sad little story about some mysterious 'others' on the other sites he's banned from. He has neither style, purpose, meaning, nor basic manners. A spoiled little brat who just upturned his spaghetti bolognese on his own head to spite his poor Ma.
Oh, wait - she's dead, isn't she?
Ahh, yes - now I remember.
Jambo was raised by his Da. Sadly his Da appears to have been something of a dipso who took to the drink after the Missus died and he realized he was going to have to feed the little bastard son himself. Classic abandoned child disorder. Add in a bit of violence on the weekends and now you know why Jambo's a loner. He can't trust anyone. They all leave him in the end and so he reinvents himself as an online warrior with a few catch phrases he collected off Telegram. This is Jambo's diagnosis:
en.wikipedia.org
See? Classic Jambo from start to finish.
Add in a sprinkle of narcissism and now you know the reason why he's so fucking interminably angry all the time.
'Borderline personality disorder (BPD), also known as emotionally unstable personality disorder (EUPD),[14] is a personality disorder characterized by a long-term pattern of intense and unstable interpersonal relationships, distorted sense of self, and strong emotional reactions.[15][9][16] Those affected often engage in self-harm and other dangerous behaviors, often due to their difficulty with returning their emotional level to a healthy or normal baseline.[17][18][19] They may also struggle with a feeling of emptiness, fear of abandonment, and detachment from reality.[15]
As for his self-moderated bitch-thread, I have it ignored.
Best thing all round, really.