Hate Chat (standard:poetry, 458 words)
Author: Finn McKool	Added: Jul 03 2003	Views/Reads: 3380/2223	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
First allow me to disclose that this is a bit of the pot calling the kettle beige. I was a netnerd, and a chatgeek, myself many moons ago (yeah, and my how things change ;) ). I just can't stand people enough to do it anymore. My patience wore thin. But

Hate Chat 

Shit. 

Bitch. 

Fag. 

Cocksucker. 

Motherfucker. 

Pussy. 

Punk. 

Ass. 

Is that all you got you 

Slimy 

Diseased 

Cyberloser? 

You are king of the chatroom. Online, where size and matter are mere
concepts, are your balls are enormous. 

Only then. 

But for someone who is supposed to be so fucking smart you are one 

Fucktarded 

Rat turd. 

Here is in this war of words you have chosen your parapathetic arsenal
from a bathroom wall. 

You fucking abortion-gone-wrong! 

You NO idea what you've done! 

You have AWOKEN the sleeping giant and instilled in him a great wrath! 

You squirming piece of primordial sewage! 

But now 

you will 

LEARN. 

What's this shit? 

A WEBCAM pic? 

Well Jesus-tap-dancing-Christ. 

Well no wonder you're so goddamned angry! 

I'd hate the world too if I looked like some mix betwixt Eddy Munster
and Pugsley Adams! 

No, SHUT UP you 

Slackjawed 

Fish-bellied 

Anti-social 

Troglodyte! 



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