Inkleberry, with even sven thrown in free
From the submission thread:
Here we see evensven whining like only she can about the unfairness of life. In that thread, the SDMB's newest attention whore, Inkleberry and her moron husband, Dr. Lovegun talked about how the pregancy left them with $40K of medical bills. and he lost his job ask a stock broker, and delivered pizza and has now "transitioned" a job managing a restaurant. And she Inkleberry is freelancing as a career counselor.
If I were unemployed or thinking about switching jobs, I would get my advice from someone who lives in a slum on a street with RSOs and methheads.
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Another submission about the same thread :
inkleberry gripes a little and it breaks into class warfare. Whining, hijacking, strawmen, nyctea scandida. All the hallmarks of a trainwreck.
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Mod note : My personal favourite post in the thread to date is this one from bodypoet in reply to nyctea scandiaca.
Well, congrats on your abortion and all that, honey. Well, you might have considered birth control, you know. You would have avoided all that nasty expense and clinic visits and all, and your life would have been only God-knows-HOW much more incredibly awesome than it is.
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Just curious because she seems awfuly whiney for someone whose professions (old and new) involve advising others about how best to organise their lives.
Good god. It sounds like she comes from some really smallminded, rural town.
In the eighteenth century.
Guin posted that dingleberry is one of her "new favorite" posters.
In case you dumb fucks were wondering.
I noticed that. It says something about Guin.
I can't even follow the sequence of events in the dingleberry story. Did they move after dingleberry went on bedrest and DrWhackjob lost his job? Or did they move to a crappy neighbourhood and THEN DrWhackjob lost his job?
Did they actually pay the medical bills out of their savings?
If dingleberry had maternity leave, then isn't her job held open for a period of time?
I really can't follow this particular story. When I try, it just doesn't make any sense (I'm guessing half of the details are in Pointless Shit I Must Share).
"In the 5-inch range, you're not really feeling much. It's kind of ho-hum. The last couple of guys I dated were this way. It would keep falling out, and we had to stop to reinsert. Not very much fun."
How big of a fucking twat must the skank have if 5-inch dicks can't be felt much and can't stay in? Yeesh! Thats a cavern!
I guess people who are working poor can afford to spend at least $18,000 on a new car. Maybe they should get a cheaper car and move to a non-crackhead neighborhood.
It could be that, in a situation like that, sometimes you really just have to skip being embarassed or offended and go directly to amused. She couldn't STOP, and her hub and kid were in the car with her (if I read correctly) so it wouldn't be a threatening situation.
There's also always the chance that I'm talking out of my anus. Toot!
Jeez, it's like you freaks have to feel special because you do something totally normal. Like breastfeed a fucking kid.
She laughed because whe thought she was doing something soooooo out-of-bounds.
Kinda like talking about fucking other people when you're married.
Just do it, already, and STFU.
Lord, why NOT?
The whole bit about her laughing, though, is that if shes so fucking religiously modest that she won't go outdoors without a headscarf why would she sit there laughing at some dude standing there watching her pump her breasts in public? Don't you see the irony there?
I mean, seriously!
Believe me, it looks fucked up from over here, too.
Looks like dinglefuck suffers from this, too.
Wonder if it fills her with grr?
http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/showthread.php?t=311129
Fucking sucky place.
Fuck those fat cunts that keep shutting down anon LJs.
http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/
showthread.php?t=311129
I used to have it pretty bad, so I'm not going to mock. It makes you pretty much useless from about Mid-September to March. Really sucks. Its gotten more mild for me as I've gotten older, but when it was really bad extra lighting (including candles) and vitamins helped a little. Just a little kickstart to keep me fighting, you know.
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