This site is so much more fun and interesting with me around, but something tells me I'm going to get banned again, and then I'll have to come back and be even shittier. Stop the vicious cycle!

How come I haven't gotten banned yet?

Still here!

So . . . who's mourning the loss of Owl Greens?

OK . . . here's a poem for the sake of entertainment . . .

Thus spoke Quasimofo
Who saught to add to his collection
Of dried human bits:
"Nipples and clits! Nipples and clits! I'm gonna get me some nipples and clits!"

Note the perfect rhyme scheme.

Hey, does your name happen to be Rich Latta? I heard from my friend at Dukecityfix.com that you were over there posting all kinds garbage as well.

Do you not have anything better to do than troll message boards?

You're a pretty big idiot, but you will never be able to top Jon Lieber, never ever, no matter how hard you try.

Please kill yourself already, loser

You know, you shouldn't bwe so hard on Rich Latta. He's a pretty cool guy!

I am so sick of this asshole. Yes, he's been posting shit at dukecityfix. Don't respond to his posts at all, he gets off on this shit! This is the last time I'm going to. There's got to be a way to stop this jerk.

clever.

Where is scutt and his arsenal when you need him?

Oh shit. I know this guy, Rich Latta. He's totally weird. He's a fucking addict and extremely mentally disturbed. I wouldn't push him too far because he will go out of his way to fuck with you.

I worked with him last year for a tile setter company. He would always get stoned on the job whenever possible and sometimes drink and God knows what else. He finally got canned when a customer noticed he smelled like weed and complained to the boss. He was always saying freaky shit to weird everyone out. I know he had a girlfriend, but I guess he was bi because he would always talk about "anal pleasure" and shit like that. He claimed to have participated in a "daisy chain" where something like 20 dudes were linked in a circle, assholes to cocks. Another time he told us about fucking a thirteen year old girl who sold him crack and heroin. Supposedly he's got an asshole that sticks out several inches from his ass and claims to have fucked chicks with it. What a sick bastard.

Don't bother trying to embarrass him by repeating his name - he probably likes that. I mean, how did you figure out who he was? He told you, right? So repeating it isn't really very intelligent, is it? If this is really him, the guy I'm talking about, I wouldn't fuck around with him. Believe me, you don't want to get on his bad side. If he decides to target you, you're fucked.

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Originally posted by intercourseboy:
Believe me, you don't want to get on his bad side. If he decides to target you, you're fucked.

you mean, like fucked with some sort of freaky protruding asshole???!??!
Shit, that sounds just like what we need, you know, to get in the right headspace/mindframe, you know...

But, maybe you mean, we're fucked like in a shit out of luck sort of way. Like in a he will fuck with us, rather than fuck us...

If that's the case, at least it makes life a bit more interesting-no?

Ella/U7d/IIFI

If you consider being harrassed by a psychopath interesting, then yes. I'm only writing this because he doesn't know my last name and doesn't know where I live. But he'll know who I am when he sees this post.

No, I mean he will go out of his way to make your life miserable if he wants to. I can site two different examples of this. He did some side work for a guy who briefly worked with our company. I'll call this guy Mike. Mike is your basic run-of-the-mill scumbag/user. He also deals coke and weed and was Rich Latta's dealer for a while (now he's in jail for raping an underage girl, so I've heard). So after finishing a side job, Mike took off without paying Rich, and soon after that Rich got fired from the company. Mike owed him about $200. And he just kept blowing Rich off until it became apparent that he had no intention of paying him. Rich didn't know where Mike was living at the time, but he tracked down Mike's grandmother and started harrassing her, giving her a really hard time and eventually threatening her scareing her to death. Soon after that, I was hanging out at Rich's place drinking beers (Rich's main past-time). Mike came by completely enraged and put a gun in Rich's face. Rich wasn't fazed at all. He began taunting Mike, claiming he wanted to die anyway and started begging him to shoot. Then suddenly he slammed his beer bottle right on Mike's head. Mike was totally stunned and stumbled backwards, flailing his gun around and cussing at the top of his lungs. I immediately ducked behind the couch. Rich went right after him and Mike freaked out, ran out the front door and headed for his truck. Rich ran after him yelling, "Come back and shoot me ya fuckin' pussy!" The next week Mike ended up paying what he owed.

The other incident I can site involved Rich with one of our customers. As crazy as this guy is, he was actually very good with our customers, very outgoing and friendly and he always struck up a rapport with people. Well, there's this couple who're building a place way up in the Northeast heights near the tram. It's a super kick-ass place. They had this built-in fumagorium or whatever you call those fancy temperature controlled storerooms for cigars. Except, they weren't storing cigars. They're into supra-primo high-grade weed. The dude is really cool, an old school Deadhead in his late fourties. Anyway, he got friendly with Rich and ended up smoking some of us out at the end of work one Friday. I'm not sure exactly what happened after that, but from what I gather, Rich ended up blackmailing this guy somehow. This dude was completely cowed; it was obvious he was scared of Rich and wasn't going to do anything to cross him. Rich ended up getting a lot of weed off this guy. A LOT. He showed me some of it, and let me tell you, this was the most exotic shit I've ever seen in my life. It was absolutely beautiful. It was loaded with red hair, except it was more like a flourescent pinkishreddish-orange, and the hair looked like tiny little curling ram's horns. And let me tell you - the stuff was absolutely hallucinogenic. Just out of this world. I got higher off that shit than I've ever been off weed. Time was rythmically segmented. I would look down at my body and I looked like a midget. I wasn't hallucinating colors, but the color of everything was like I had never seen colors before, if that makes any sense. The next time I smoked it, I got so high it was almost disturbing. I began to see gray around the edges of things, and it was like I could see peoples' skeletons through their skin. I love to get high, but man, that was almost too much.

Rich is actually pretty cool and he can be a trip, but I can only take him in small doses. And sometimes being around him is absolutely miserable. Last time I saw him he threatened to kill me in a double suicide, so I quit hanging around him after that.

give us some more stories about this mythical figure.
this is better than TV!

Can I make up a fake name and brag about myself in third person about things that aren't impressive too? or would it be as painfully transparent and creepy?

This one time, Levi called bullshit on a vaguely threatening internet narcissist. Good times.