Re-Post from another thread.
You are a self diluted pompous assmuncher in need of a severe beating with heat hardened bamboo rods. You claim to stay on gear year round yet your physique is about as magnificently bloated as my little sister on her period. Your stats and lift claims make me want to laugh at your sorry four eye receding hairline sorry excuse for a juicer. Putting any steroids into that genetically impaired symmetryles excuse for a body is as good a flushing it down the toilet. How many more times must I read about your escapades with various females? Any respectable $2 ho would laugh at the sight of your $4 for a pack of three Wall-Mart underwear which you proudly display on your avatar. You make me sick. My new cutting regimen includes looking at your avatar after lunch which unromantically makes me vomit. I have tried different supplements to suppress my appetite, but nothing works as well as subjecting myself to reading your post about a life you wish you had. BodyByFinaplix = Taking a sorry ass life and making it sound grandiose to strangers on the internet…. Good job Bro!
Round two.
Although I have met many sorry ass internet characters in my life. BodyByFinaplix has made my top 5 list. I have never seen anybody so determined to make himself look like total douchbag, with every post trying to glorify his sorry ass life for an audience of internet people.
BBF’s epic stories about encounters with females have only taken place in his hallucinatory , trumped up internet existence. When it comes to his Chick stories, his imagination can concoct some great Fiction Novel worthy material. Some times I feel pity for this fool, I have even gone as far thinking about coaching him in the ways of the Mack-daddy so that he could one day make one of his fabricate girl fantasies a reality… But I have come to realized that helping BBF is like training a kid for the Special Olympics, even if he wins: he is still fucking retarded. No efforts will be spent trying to salvage some dignity for this sorry excuse of a male.
The only good thing that has come from this compulsive masturbator being born is that as long as BBF remains alive “Vaseline” stock will continue to rise.
His lonely, tormented, masturbatorial, pimple plagued existence shall continue until somebody takes pity on him and ends his suffering via a slug to the cranium.
He is nothing but a waste of flesh and bandwidth. Rejected by females and intimidated by men, his only moments of courage play out during the 10hrs-per-day he spends in front of his computer trying to project confidence and success, both things which are totaly absent from his real life.
No more time will be spent pointing out the obvious… If BodyByFinaplix was engulfed in flames, I would not urinate on him to put him out.
A Word about the slut you were living with:
Misery loves company, and so you had to find a socially impaired person to share your life with. Her Bi-Polar / self-destructive behavior made her an easy catch. The sight of your cheap skidmarked Wall-Mart underwear made her vomit to the point of being diagnosed as a bulimic. Even a sorry mentally weak character like her was able to manipulate you to the point of emptying your wallet of it’s contents. Go figure, somebody so scarred by rejection such as yourself is so willing to give up everything to hold on to the first person to sleep with them. Even if the person would be considered socially, and emotionally undesirable, to any other normal functioning male.
It was the best sex you ever had because it was the first wet hole attached to a female you have ever successfully entered. The fact that you slept with her while she was a drug addict and mentally impaired would hold up as “Sexual Abuse of the Mentally Handicapped” in most state courts. Maybe in jail your sex life will improve, I’m sure a very large inmate might overlook the skidmarks on your Wall-Mart briefs as he rips them off your ass while he prepares to drive hard and fast down your Hershey highway.
If it is any consolation to you, I’m sure that wonderful prize of a woman that drained you of all you hard earned minimum wage funds, is now probably sucking cock for a crack fix. That’s all she would have been good for anyway had she not run into a lonely sucker like you. But even financial gain wasn’t enough incentive to bare having to lay in bed as you spent 3 minutes having sex on her... No amount of money could make her bare to live with you and pop the crusty pimples off your back.
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And that doesn't include the 5 hours it would take me to get to you. 
