postmann:


May your dyslexia be magnified to your last generation for your brazen show of hopless desperation.

IMPROVISOR is a person who composes and performs music, poetry, etc., spontaneously or without preparation.

It's in the same spirit you denied being the emotional dummy, bakayoko999

BakaYoko999:
I, edi-retaŕd, the JSS 2F dullard I'm the Biggest fool. I can see the curses are running it's full course in my life.
I have noticed I am losing my sanity, I now bark and can't contain myself anymore. An evil part of me is now being made manifest in a monumental proportion. An evil part i tried to subdue is coming back strong with a vengeance. I can't help it. Even my drug addiction is getting worse. I'm not too worried though, it's only madness and it runs in my family. I will run mad for a few years then get run over by a truck. I've been longing to join my mom ever since marrinee dumped me. The blood from my brain with spash all over the tared road to remind her of her cruelty towards me. When I get to hell, I will report her to my mother.

You all should wish me Rest in Peace
Sealed by the blood of the lamb

BakaYoko999:
Lala247 and marinee, You ladies are wicked

postmann:



I understand shame and pain forced you out of your cave to look for me, especially after failing lezz psychological test.

BakaYoko999:
The Biggest fool. I can see my curses is running it's full course.
You would have noticed you are losing your sanity, you now bark,an evil part of you is now being made manifest in a monumental proportion. An evil part you are trying to subdue is coming back strong with a vengeance. Yes, that's it . Don't be too worried, it's only madness . You will run mad for a few years then get run over by a truck. The blood from your brain with spash all over the tared road. When you get to hell, you will remember I told you of your death.

Rest in Peace
Sealed by the blood of the lamb

postmann:



I understand shame and pain forced you out of your cave to look for me, especially after failing lezz psychological test.

postmann:



Quess who always needs more than one post to send a message?

Bwuhahahahahahahahahaaha!!!!

edimolu:


hahahahahaha, no point saying amen, dude is exhibiting signs of dementia faster than his whôrish mother cûms upon massive diick drilling

bro, the height of foolishness is for dimwitted 40 year olds to assume am the same person as you even when the facts are being laid bare

For Christ sakes, i don't even cuss or diss like you, your words are only curse-filled best at not giving pain to your enemy #nooffence! Mine is far more, i have stood ground, dishing rebuttals and toying with their destinies as i fit! and this faggôts think i'd cower behind an alt, lol

i have kept them jobless and hopeless for weeks, staying glued to this thread like sex starved retârds bumping my mentions with recycled and cheeky verbiages , hoping i'd cower, "cower my black âss" they must be mad, perhaps they forget this is a forum where no one gives a heck bou no one's existence

Talking about intelligence , anyone treading in such light would obviously figure out the difference, but what do you expect from 40 year olds who bask in great misfortunes worthy of a life time

Truth is, they have already figured aint you, but they know admitting that will further validate the innumerable reasons to which i have always referred to postmann and badBradley as dumb and stupid

Told you to ignore that bastard called postmann aka postgoat, and leave him to me, he and his gây partner won't match at all, they are scared-little-puppets who seek solace in eachother's embrace when their âsses are being aggressively pummelled

BadBradley:
would I really make the mistake again to engage a plagiarist?

Would I be willing to put a digital thief on the limelight again?

Dear boy, you have outlived your relevance and lost your right to brawl anyone in Nairaland the moment you stole my words in Nairaland and used same against and to impress people.

edimolu:
postmann aka postgoat, infact i get ur time today, make i go wear uniform

postmann:


...just when life closes its doors against you and boredom and frustration make a clench on your soul, you look for a cheap distraction from your deplorable condition.


...when you exhaust your last kobo on cheap drugs and your poverty can't satisfy your addiction, you look for a cheap vent.

...and when the night draws its curtains in, you lay down in solitude and count your bruises and travails, my projection illuminates your dark world and anger takes over you. You become helpless! I've become your addiction.

I've moved on! Far away from this battlefield. That's what champions do after a routine victory. I left the soil drunk with your blood.

But you haunt this ground crestfallenly, looking for your lost dignity. All you'd ever find are the echoes of my sword slashing through your flesh and the rubbles from your broken reputation -- the insignias of a fallen soldier.

So long!

BadBradley:
you're still bantering with that dim-witted animal who had to create an alternate to lick his own balls in a thread he's been butchered?

BadBradley:
would I really make the mistake again to engage a plagiarist?

Would I be willing to put a digital thief on the limelight again?

Dear boy, you have outlived your relevance and lost your right to brawl anyone in Nairaland the moment you stole my words in Nairaland and used same against and to impress people.

postmann:


You must be a pathetic wimp presenting me with this lengthy thesis interspersed with explanatory babbles. And You needed two replies for just one of my jawbreaking punches. That's how bad reality cuts through your pretence like a knife passes through butter.

Now who's pained? . Who was given brutal jabs that he had to embark on a long explanatory thesis? You had to settle for a sickle cell carrier (AS) instead of the full blown Sickler we all know you are. That's what i made you do -- be on the defensive like a bìtch laden with a monster size còck.

Oh, you "like" lala. Wow! But she said "oh, no thanks, I like lezz". Hmmm! That was a dirty slap of rejection. You don't need to explain what went down. Your diagrace is on digital prints, stored in hard drive.

You tickle me with your dumb pretence. You have to demonstrate the ability to be a good diss improvisor or offer a repellant to my free-falling missiles before calling my diss depiction of your horrible life stale.

I bet when that girl slammed your back against the floor, you employed the same dumb trick by saying " I landed sideways, my back didn't touch the floor." Pathetic con artist! Bwuahahahahahahaha! ;

There's so much difference between us. Like a live grenade to fireworks. One is meant for destruction while the other serves as an instrument of amusement. Your disses are like cheap elementary fireworks from a down town Chinese factory. You rant and complain and beat your sickle cell-ed chest like a typical yoruba coward.


What's inside that chest?! Some damaged arteries conveying your deformed red blood cells from a heart too weak to pump blood to your wobbly penis.

Be careful son, the average life expectancy of a Sickler in a third world country like Nigeria is similar to that of a chicken. And i don't think the proceeds from your father's wooden chemist shop can offord the bills for a decent health care.


I torment you with reality. That's what I do. I'm like a virus, I've taken over your brain, hijacking your limbic system. You got so emotional and touchy that you had to readily admit being an AS genotype. You're such a mental vegetable!

That's why I called you a bìtch with a còck-ready rectum. A pussy-fied nigga! I don't just employ words. I use them to depict a corresponding character.

I left your rectum damaged with torn sphincters and ruptured corpora cavernosa. You'd be needing some butt pad like a true pusy-fied nigga!


And oh, cognitive dissonance -- that's a medical term for a retàrd like you with mental unreliability.

If you weren't from a family of prehistoric gorillas and uncouth brutes who never saw the four walls of education, you'd have known what that term meant.

Bwuahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!

Marrinee dumpee!

postmann:

[s]just when life closes its doors against you and boredom and frustration make a clench on your soul, you look for a cheap distraction from your deplorable condition.


...when you exhaust your last kobo on cheap drugs and your poverty can't satisfy your addiction, you look for a cheap vent.

...and when the night draws its curtains in, you lay down in solitude and count your bruises and travails, my projection illuminates your dark world and anger takes over you. You become helpless! I've become your addiction.

I've moved on! Far away from this battlefield. That's what champions do after a routine victory. I left the soil drunk with your blood.

But you haunt this ground crestfallenly, looking for your lost dignity. All you'd ever find are the echoes of my sword slashing through your flesh and the rubbles from your broken reputation -- the insignias of a fallen soldier.
So long[/s]

Jangbajantis:


No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, nooooooooooooooooooo!!!!! Akant take this oooooooo! AKANT!!!!!

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