"Buy My Book Quick, Or I'll Fuck All Your Children!"
Well, what a surprise! The cunts at the top of the tree get extremely rich.
Who'd have thought it?
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Letting off steam. You don't have to like it or agree with it, it is written for my benefit and no one else's. Feel free to add comments if you choose. There will be no moderation. If you choose to post personal attacks, I may well leave them there, so that the bile can fester in the sunshine of my approval, as I regard it from the vantage point of the moral highground.
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"All men are equal, but some are more equal than others"
Makes troughers Blair and Mandleson seem like amateurs.
Buy My Book Quick, Or I'll Fuck All Your Children!
Has Gary Glitter got a book out for Christmas?
Those left-wing, climate-change propaganda activists at the BBC seem to have spent an awful lot of our money on legal fees challenging a blogger's reasonable request that they hand over some pretty innocuous information :
http://www.theregister.co.uk/2012/10/29/boaden_tribunal_information_refusal/
Its quite depressing to see the level of histrionics about Paedogeddon right now. Even our own dear Holborn seems to have been swept along on the foaming tide of outrage and indignation, choosing to see lizards and conspiracies instead of a handful of bad people.
Of course, the ultimate irony in all of this is that the true conspiracy (if you can call it that) is being conveniently missed by those shouting loudest for the Paedo lizards to be exposed - and that is the pernicious corruption of 'child protection' by Frankfurt School inspired Marxist-Feminist nation and family wreckers.
My favourite comment on this topic so far has been simply this :
"But one person's axiom is another's heresy; and the intensity of the emotions is often inversely related to the availability of facts"
But of course, that type of discourse doesn't fit too well into the 140 character limit of Twitter does it ?
A month with no new targets for our ire.
Has global warming melted your iceberg and drowned your laptop?
Odd that Met Police did not arrest Derek Haslam of 9 Lynn Rd Southery Downham Market Norfolk PE38 0HU for perjury (Eamon Harris case) nor death by drunk driving nor kiddy porn (with his pal ex Det Con Sid Fillery of Acle) Is it that Haslam is a free mason same lodge as Norfolk CC?
I pondered why I was questioned by Irish police (after all there are a plethora of turd-burgalrs and muggers to catch) yet active homosexual cottagers like me are top of the list.....
For gay sex come to the "Old White Bell" in Southery and ask for "Susan"
hi Ranting penguin, i haven't a blog because i can't be bothered with this daft game of pen pal chasing by agreement and praise, that's what hosting a blog is all about, following each other about back slapping.
has any other blog host ever disagreed with you view?....go on have look,you must remember the shock of seeing such a comment once at least.
this review of you blog is after quick scan, i found myself drawn to seeing how many times you used the words fuck, fucking, cunt in each post, this tourettes style of writing isnt for me.
Your blog seems to be post a photo of someone followed by "cunt"
score: 4/10
An easy read though
I like your style... but I'd like to see MORE thoughtful content - about the issues at hand, rather than taking a handful of shit and giving one fast wipe over the wall.
See coming in fresh from the big wide outside world I kind of know fuck all about most of what your talking about...
There are three ways to do this, one is to make a passing reference, the second is writing enough to fill in all the gaps - to make a congruent story so that people get the drift; and the third way it to aim towards a biography, in excruciating detail.
So calling someone a cunt - doesn't go a whole lot of the way why you think they are a cunt.
Anyway - make a great life.
Smee
Special Branch goons on 07867 531288.
Its quite clear that Ciaran is queer.
Bit of a tongue-twister that one isn't it - don't try saying it with your mouth full whatever you do.....
Ooooh Matron ! Free Tibet
Disabled toilet.
I like your style
me too
Happy new year
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Good Morning cunts.....yes you have arrived at the correct place.
well done for at least pondering on the matter.
fire away cunts.
trolling is welcomed here.
Dont be scared cunts.....use a fake name.
Be brave...the mob dosen't know its you on here.
there are questions and doubts about that address surely.
what about Anna Racoons account?
Hey how do i bypass comment moderation on isacunt i want to wind them up lol
simple:
1. question Dioclese or admin about that address...............they will ban you and then come back and ask further questions.
Wind them up about how he identified that address.
Dioclese wanted to expose me to harrassment and intimidation....he got it fucking wrong.
Anna Racoon wanted to do the same even though I only visited her site one day with a few joke posts.
I asked for the address of the innocent family to be removed and Anna racoon lies
they both ignored me....a consequence will occur becasue of that.
closing the site down is a long shot and is not the consequence.
I can't leave a comment on ISAC because of comment moderation how do you find other people's emails so i can use their usernames lol? Also i think it would be funny if you knew how to make ISAC redirect to meatspin or a gay porn site but i think that's quite difficult to do ha ha
Sorry lad, there aint no big clever hacking shite going on.
THANKS FOR DROPPING BY FOR THE NEWS:
NEXT FEW DAYS YOU WILL BE ABLE TO READ IT HERE.
THERE IS A REASON FOR THE DELAY.
THIS IS HOW DIOCLESE FUCKED UP THAT LED TO THE FAMOUS TROLL OUTING FAILURE , NOT TO MENTION THE ABUSE AND HARM THAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED TO THE FAMILY OF RICHARD DOUBLEDAY WHO ARE INNOCENT VICTIMS.
After spoofing around the blogs for years, I decided to post on Grandad (Head Rambles).
POSTED BY TOM FEB 14 2016:....THAT WAS ME!!
"I once met a cunt called Dickie Doubleday at the Barking Smack (Yarmouth), the fat bastard was pissed up shouting from the bar to smokers stood outside calling them ignorant cunts, I saw him later on the market chip stalls being abusive about the size of the portions.
Could be the same bloke, he is often in the Barking smack, or the Lacon Arms Hemsby"
POSTED BY TOM FEB15 12.16 AM.
"I'm not going anywere near the big cunt, thank you very much. he drives around in a Toyota truck thing with spare wheels piled up in the back with a big " no smoking" sign in the rear window.
I'm certain he is the motor trade, scrapyard perhaps, a right nasty cunt.
Be careful if you holiday in Hemsby because he hates Man utd fans who wear football shirts more than smokers.
Grandad at the time was on high spoof post alert after several cracking posts by me....he should have realised a random post by proxy at midnight claiming to know Dickie Doubleday by Tom who had never posted before or again was another spoof post..........the daft cunt swallowed it hook line and sinker followed shortly by Longriders claim thats what we know of him based on Legiron imagination of who I was.
You couldnt make it up......well I did.
THIS LED DIOCLESE TO DO A SEARCH OF THE PHONE BOOK AND FIND THE NEAREST DOUBLEDAY TO YARMOUTH AND CLAIM HE OUTED THE TROLL...WHICH LED TO FURTHER OUTINGS OF THE TROLL BY ANOTHER BLOGGER.
Recently I posted under "THE BLOCKED DWARF" ON IS A CUNT.
may7 4;01pm
"I have seen Doublecunt in the Lacon Arms Hemsby with his mate picking fights with Holidaymakers about smoking outside the outside smoking area because children are walking by.
The cunt drives a white Nissan pick up thing full of tyres with a trailer full of house clearance type shit in the back and also drinks in the Barking smack on the front at Yarmouth.
Vicious nasty cunt .
may 7 4.26pm
Going by several reports around the blogs of a Dickie Doubleday in these pubs driving a pick up with tyres and a vicious anti smoking attitude…its almost certainly him.
However the venerable lady’s description of him being soft spoken and respectable bears no resemblance to what I know of him.
Fat ugly, tattoos over his arms, dirty finger nails, dark skinned, shouting in the pub “everything has a price” clutching mobile phones.
We agree to disagree.
ONCE AGAIN DIOCLESE SWALLOWED IT HOOK LINE AND SINKER.
THATS IS FOLKS....MY NAME IS NOT RICKIE/DICKIE DOUBLEDAY....YOU CAN CHECK OUT FOR YOURSELF AT THE LACON ARMS HEMSBY/BARKING SMACK YARMOUTH OR EVEN HIM IN UPTON NORFOLK.
THAT IS A TROLL HUNTING FAILURE CAUSED BY NAIVE BLOGGERS WHO WERE SO DESPERATE TO TO GET ONE OVER ONE ME THEY WOULD HAVE BELIEVED ANYTHING.
ITS BEEN FUN DIOCLESE... THANKS FOR THE LAUGHS.
yeah you got it Birdman..lol
Birdman.....the gang has been trying to track me down for years.
I fooled them claiming to know a dickie doubleday on grandads blog www.headrambles.com, i repeated the same shite last week under the blocked dwarfs name.
Dioclese went for glory and posted a random address claiming it belonged to me based on the spoof posts by me.
Anna Racoon decided after a couple of spoof posts by me on her blog to walk up to the door and confront the troll that didn't exsist based soley on Dioclese evidence.
its blog hosts being fools desperate to cover themselves in glory outing me..........trouble was i was always ahead in the game
you can post on here anonymous
The martin scriblerus gang will be notified of course.
you can't hide this shit Dioclese.....I did warn you
I keep getting an error 404 when i go on ISAC lawl proxy is the only way i get through. Oh and those wankers don't need a real email add from anyone. why would they unless they plan on trying to hack someone? Dioclese is a dodgy fucker probably snooped through everyone's personal details from email adds. I might DDOS that piece of shit site lol oh
Er....
This blog has been dead since 2012 so what exactly is the point?
Strange that when Anna Raccoon called at your house and had a little chat with you, you then posted comments quoting what was said. Only you and her were present so unless your 'alter ego' is psychic then I guess your protestation of innocence is just bollocks isn't it?
Either way, I couldn't care less as ISAC is fuck all to do with me these days.
And as one guy said earlier today, you're on the wrong blog : It's "...is a cunt" not "I am a cunt"
Have a nice life...
Hey can i be part of the little gang on ISAC LOL? erm... ermm... lefties!... errm snowflakes! errmm errr... brexit! ...errm muslims!... errm cucks... errr ..fuck the EU.... LOL
MY MUM STILL TUCKS ME INTO BED IN MY PYJAMAS AND GIVES ME A KISS GOODNIGHT... LOL
OH AND LICK THE SWEETCORN AND SHIT FROM UNDER MY HELMET DIOCLESE YOU CUNT
Doubleday the weasel. You friendless cunt, posting under multiple identities doesn't mean you have a social life.
I only quoted if anything what I read.
I know your brain is desperate for all this to be a lie.....when you calm down and give it some thought you know full well you got the address as the nearest address to yarmouth.
Anna Racoon spoke to someone who is 100% innocent not me.
I USE THIS BLOG COS YOU CAN'T DELETE IT.
I have given you names and places to investigate for yourself..........you aint got nothing, you had nothing, its been a wind up all along.
Anna Racoon did the same as you.....tried to cover up the fuck up to save some credibilty.
ITS ALSO POSSIBLE THAT THE I.P ADDRESS I USED ON GRANDAD UNDER THE TOM NAME I COULD REPEAT AGAIN, ITS A PARTICULAR PROXY.
NO PROMISES COS IT WAS OVER A YEAR AGO...GIVE ME THE FIRST NUMBER AND I WILL COMPLETE IT.
SORRY OLD CUNT...YOU SENT HER UP THE GARDEN PATH.
TALKING OF SOCIAL LIVES....ITS FUCKING HILLARIOUS HOW MANY HOURS SOME OF YOUR CUNTS ARE POSTING ON IS A CUNT.
YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE TEXTING TO SOME OF THE CUNTS..THEY SOON SHOW UP
Hackers bring the NHS to a standstill, Richard says nonsense in capitals. Hardly the same is it?
SHAUN OF THE DEAD......ITS AS TOUGH WORLD WHEN YOU LEAVE THE CLASSROOM....COMPETING WITH IMMIGRANTS WHO ARE FUCKING SMART.
UNIVERSITY AINT LIFE....I KNOW YOUR MATES ALL HAD GOOD DEBATING SKILLS...DONT COUNT OLD CUNT IN THE REAL WORLD.
Isn't it funny how a site like ISAC which is supposedly all about people saying whatever they want immediately delete people's comments and block them if they don't agree with their extreme right wing, fascist nazi views on the site?
Oh and norman go fuck yourself you retarded manc cunt, you're extremely jealous of liverpool it's plain for all to see hahaha i mean who the fuck actually goes to manchester for anything? sweaty armpit of a city full of mongs like you. See? i just cunted you!
You are hardly the best person to advise anyone on coping with failure, because you are even a failure at that! Poor Rickie.
LOL DIOWANK HIDING UNDER ANONYMOUS ABOVE HAHHAAH ^^
@DIOCLESE
ANNA WAS IN NO DOUBT!!!!
SHE SHOULD HAVE BEEN...IT WAS YOUR RANDOM ADDRESS THAT SHE FOLLOWED.
SHE TRUSTED YOUR JUDGEMENT...LOL.
MY NAME ISNT DICKIE DOUBLEDAY, JUST LIKE DIOCLESE ISNT YOURS.
DO YOU REALLY THINK I WOULD HAVE GIVEN MY REAL NAME WHEN I STARTED THIS FUN........HELL I WAS OUTING THAT SILLY COW AT THE TIME.
DICKIE DOUBLEDAY AINT JOHN SMITH IS IT??
LIKE I SAID YOU CAN GIVE THE I.P GUESS GAME AS PROOF (HOPEFULLY) OR EVEN DO YOUR OWN LEG WORK ON IVESTIGATING.
I ALSO DONT GIVE TWO FUCKS IF YOU ARE ADMIN OR NOT ON ISACUNT.
MUSLIM WITH HIV said...
Isn't it funny how a site like ISAC which is supposedly all about people saying whatever they want immediately delete people's comments and block them if they don't agree with their extreme right wing, fascist nazi views on the site?
ITS ALL PART OF THE HYPOCRISY OF BLOG HOSTS...ITS ALL FREE SPEECH UNTIL YOU HINT THEY ARE WRONG.
IF YOU WANT TO FIND DIOCLESE NORMAN AND TITSLAPPER JUST GO DOWN TO HAMPSTEAD HEATH AT 12:00AM AND YOU WILL FIND THEM ALL COTTAGING IN THE BUSHES
ITS REALLY QUITE SAD HOW MANY YEARS AND HOW MANY HOURS SPENT IN A 24 HOUR PERIOD THOSE CUNTS SPEND CUNTING FOLK.
Almost as sad as sweaty middle aged cunt answering his own posts on a dead blog. Rickie no mates.
DIOCLESE IS GOING TO BE CUNTED AROUND THE BLOGS.
DIOCLESE GOT THROWN OUT OF A SELF STYLED HIGHBROW INVITATION ONLY BLOGGING GROUP THATS GOT 23 MEMBERS...THEY ALL WILL KNOW ABOUT IT SOON.
DIOCLESE TURN TO BE CUNTED....LOVIN IT.
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT ...BLOGGERS TRYING TO HIKE UP THEIR CREDIBILTY WITH THIS MARTIN SCRIBLERUS GROUP...FUCKING POMPOUS DAFT CUNTS.
NOW THAT REALLY DOES DESERVE A CUNTING WANKERS.
@BRIDMAN.....TRUST ME ON THIS ONE.
THERE ARE MANY CUNTS SEETHING THAT I AM GETTING READ AND THEY CAN'T DELETE IT.
YOUR OWN REFERENCES TO HERE AND ME IS GOING TO GET YOU BANNED FROM ISAC IF YOU KEEP IT UP.
ANYWAY WELL DONE BRIDMAN WITH A COMMENDATION TO ASIMPLEARSEHOLE...YOU WERE THE ONLY CUNTS WHO DOUBTED ANYTHING.
HABLAS ESPANOL BRIDMAN?
DONDE VIVES IN ESPANA?, ME CUIDAD FAVORITOS SON BILABO Y GIJON, NO ME GUSTA LOS LUGARES DONDE LOS BRITANICOS VIVIR.
ME ENCANTA EL IDIOMA.
CUIDADES NO CUIDAD
SORRY I HAVEN'T BEEN ON ISAC MUCH LATELY CHAPS I'VE GOT MOUTH CRAMP FROM SUCKING SO MUCH TORY COCK IN THE GLORYHOLES AT UNI AND I'M BLOODY KNACKERED LOL
ANYWAY FOLKS EVERY TIME YOU SEE THAT ADDRESS ON ISAC...THINK OF IT BEING A MEDAL TO THE FUCKWITTERY OF DIOCLESE.
I DO.
REMEMBER DIOCLESE I RECKON I KNOW THE IP.P ADDRESS OF TOM ON GRANDADS BLOG.....CARE TO CHALLENGE ME.
LET I BE A LESSON TO YOU ALL......IT COULD HAVE BEEN AND STILL BE A NASTY STUNT TO SHOVE UP AN ADDRESS OF AN INNOCENT FAMILY AS A MEANS OF HARRASSMENT WHEN YOU ARE LOOKING THROUGH A PHONE BOOK GUESSING ON AN IDENTITY.
EVEN MORE OF A CUNT WHEN IT ENDED UP WITH ANNA RACOON MAKING THE FOOLS JOURNEY
BYE FOR NOW
DIOCLESE LIKES TO STRUT AROUND IN FRONT OF THE MIRROR IN HIS WIFE'S BRA AND KNICKERS BEFORE HAVING A WANK INTO THEM THE DIRTY QUEER CUNT LOL
Still fooling nobody Rickie, the man who couldn't make friends. Pathetic fat fuck.
i can't blame you for not bothering to understand the issue, not reading Anna Racoon post either.
Put simply for you cunt:
Dioclese got scammed ...simples.
what bit dosen't fool you?, anything you want to know please ask.
PATHETIC FAT FUCK comments dosen't change anything nor hide the truth and facts.
Dioclese fucked up big time by sending Anna Racoon up that garden path.
I got the proof the facts and plenty of information you can check out for yourself.
Dioclese got fuck all but guesswork and hope...lol
JUST FOR YOU CUNTERS:
HERE IS MY LIST FOR THE BIGGEST CUNT:
NORMAN...SAD FUCK WHO HAS WASTED YEARS OF HIS LIFE CUNTING OVER THOUSANDS OF POSTS.
TOP CUNT:
BIRDMAN....TOP MARKS AMIGO FOR BOTHERING TO ASK AND KNWO MORE..99% OF THE MOB FOLLOW WHAT THE MODERATOR SAYS WITHOUT THINKING FOR THEMSELVES
BIGGEST BRAGGING CUNT:
DIOCLESE FOR HIS CRUISE BRAGGING AND CONSTANTLY POSTING HIS WEALTH AND PUBLIC SCHOOL EDUCATION.
SADDEST CUNT:
SIR LIMPLY STOKES FOR HIS lORD OF THE MANAOR "ORF" SHITE......THAT CUNT LIVES IN A COUNCIL FLAT ON SICK BENEFITS.
THICKEST CUNT: JANE ARSE.CUNT................BAAAAAAAAAAH....ENOUGH SAID.
MOST DELUDED CUNT:
CHAS C...THAT DRONE HE CALLS SINGING GIVES ME TOOTHACHE.
MY REVIEW ON IS-A-CUNT IS ONCE YOU HAVE READ A 100 CUNTINGS BY NON DESCRIPT BLOGGERS WHO ALL APPEAR TO SAY THE SAME THING TIME AND TIME AGAIN THE OTHER 10,000 POSTS AINT WORTH A READ.
Ricky dickless, the pathetic fat fuck. Truth hurts don't it
If you don't like the site, why bother? You must read it all the time to know so much about it. Pathetic fat fuck.
GOT ANY QUESTIONS LADS?
NO CHANCE IS THERE......LETS NOT GO DOWN THAT ROAD EH?
TRUTH/FACTS/ANSWERS...I GOT THEM ALL.
FIRE AWAY
There is a question, but you didn't want to answer it. Let's not go there eh? Pathetic fat fuck
It took me a long while to figure this all out. I can now very clearly see what you are talking about. For me, ISAC is a place to visit simply to offload some frustration. You , of all people must understand that. There are a few of us, who are suspicious of you're "outed identity"
When you realise the desperation of a group of bloggers to "out me" then you get some idea of why they clutched at what they did.
when I made one of those "tom" posts on head rambles it was past midnight, the troll hunter Longrider replied about 10 mins later, 10 mins later for fucks sake...they had imganied I was a car mechanic or something so they swallowed it hook line and sinker.
I have challenged Dioclese to get the first number of the I.P address used by tom and I will complete the address...I reckon I know it still.
I was taking the piss at the time and never thought they would believe me because Grandad at Head Rambles was going dizzy at the time checking for proxy i.p and spoof posts, thats why I came out with the shit about chip portion sizes in that first post.
The idea of the fun at the time was to bypass their blocking attempts to stop me posting....Grandad does exactly the same as Dioclese fucking bluffing constantly about how they have stopped me....yet they never have.
The funny thing about the whole saga is Anna Racoon first post about her meeting with the so called troll was all about how she couldnt believe it was a troll...Dioclese re-assured her it was....and when I came back later with another spoof post she decided it was me after all.
Don't forget I only ever made about 5 spoof posts on Anna Racoon....she went for glory on outing a troll based on her outrage of me using a swear word in one of the posts....she then lied about forensic labs detection and all that bollocks.
I can see the attraction of "outing trolls" and how brave and clever blog hosts have been in capturing the beast...they both wallowed in the glory at the time.
The problem for them was they got it 100% wrong and left an innocent family at risk.
IT WAS ALL BASED ON THAT BEING MY REAL NAME, THAT SHIT ABOUT THE BLOKE IN THE PUB, DIOCLESE LOOKING IN THE PHONE BOOK....AND WHEN I MADE FURTHER SPOOF POSTS THIS WEEK....DIOCLESE KNEW EXACTLY WHAT I WAS TALKING ABOUT.
I ASKED HIM EVER SO NICELY MANY TIMES...REMOVE THE ADDRESS AND THE MATTER WILL BE DROPPED.
HE CALED MY BLUFF AND IM NOW TAKING THE PLEASURE OF CUNTING HIM.
The only thing i have changed my mind on is informing Richard Doubleday...its nasty what Dioclese has done and it would be a worry.
Of course the Anna Racoon M.P story made the front page of the EDP newspaper, folk in rural Norfolk read that paper...if he relaises it was her and then finds out more....Dioclese will have to answer for shoving shit about him around the web.
you can't post names and addresses on the internet as a means of harrassment and threat.
I TOLD HIM THAT...SOOOO MANY TIMES.
DIOCLESE GTFO MY INTERNETS YA TWAT
TITSLAPPER AKA COCKSLAPPER: THICK AS PIG SHIT CUNT WHO CAN BARELY STRING AN INTELLIGENT SENTENCE TOGETHER AND CALLS MUSLIMS "MOSELIUMS"
NORMAN: MANC WANK WHO PLAYS THE BONGOS TO THE HAPPY MONDAYS IN HIS SMELLY COUNCIL FLAT IN MANCHESTER
SHAUN OF THE DEAD 69: PILLOW BITING WIMP WHO WEARS ACTION MAN PYJAMAS AND STILL SUCKS HIS MUM'S TITS LOL
OWIGHT MOITES CHUCK A SHRIMP ON THA BARBIE YA POMMY KANTS STRAYA IS THE GR8EST COUNTRY ON EARTH MOITE
ANYONE VISITING THIS SITE CONFUSED ABOUT WHATS HAPPENING:
THERE HAS BEEN A CASE OF MISTAKEN IDENTITY THAT HAS LED DIOCLESE ( previous admin on the site) TO POST ON
WWW.IS-A-CUNT.COM AN ADDRESS ON THE WEBSITE AS MEANS OF HARRASSMENT AND THREAT TO AN INNOCENT FAMILY IN NORFOLK.
THIS EXTREME WEBSITE MOCKS AND TROLLS CELEBRITIES AND HAS COMPETITIONS TRYING TO GUESS WHO DIES NEXT.
WWW.IS-A-CUNT.COM
If anyone is confused, these a the purile rantings of a poor quality troll, who seems to be having a conversation with himself. The sick fuck likes to troll women, particularly terminally ill ones, with just boring childish ranting. He's been kicked off every forum he has been on, for being a cunt basically, so his only outlet is this dormant blog, with no one to cancel his sorry posts. Everyone knows who he is, because he's not very smart, as his ramblings above will show. What a prick!
I've read through a lot of material, and followed numerous threads. In conclusion I believe you are correct in your protestations.
The Crowman will make more posts soon.
Troll thinks if he takes the caps lock off, no one will know it's him. Pathetic fat fuck.
THE MYSTERY DEEPENS. The band of brothers are becoming aware of the discontent, and are now discussing the way forward. The old Gaurd are in peril. but do not know it yet. The Crwman is well placed, and lies deep within.
It seems that Mr Doubleday is in fact innocent, and is not the individual responsible for the abusive posts that seem to have been made. It is also evident that persons ( having made an erroneous accusation ) are compounding and inflaming the issue. The posting of addresses and details with the clear intention to cause harm, is an offence.It also is evident that the protestations are valid and require to be addressed by the responsible person.
The Crowman will be back soon
Rickie, your fat little fingers mashing the keyboard are a bit of a giveaway. You don't need a masters degree in digital forensics to work out your alter egos. Crowman. Hilarious lol.
Absolutely its an offence Crowman, I suppose Dioclese claiming he is not admin means the shit lands on someone elses door...not a good start for shaun of the dead..a criminal record at such a young age...cunt init.
I'm afraid the decent thing to do is remove the address , except its blog host credibilty that matters not that poor family from Upton.
In some ways I can't blame Dioclese for his stance, he knows I have always been 2 steps infront of the chasing mob who set traps/bluff/ nonsense to fool me, he thinks this is another scam....he needs to calm down and look at the facts and the probabilty and it will surely dawn on him what a plonker he has been,
He dosen't need to contact Richard Doubleday or those pubs.....that 192.com search he did is where it all went wrong based soley on my spoof post and a daft name.
Why did the "mob" who gather "off site" fall for the shit too you might be thinking Crowman... cos Dioclese gets coaching from others .
its simple.....in blogland there is a smokerloony sect who believe smoking is harmless and its nothing to do with health the smoking ban but nasty bastards being nasty...honest you try and debate with those cunts and a ban soon comes.
Grandad is a paid up member of the sect as are most of the "mob" who are after me.
All I had to do was mention "bullying smokers" or "anti smoking" phrases in spoof posts they get sucked in good and proper....they all fell for it.
I really should tell you about some of my spoof shit....honest pissing about with loonies about who think smoking is harmless is great fun, not to mention Lawful Rebellion...thats a hippy type religion where the Magna Carta is the bible ...its all about debt avoidance and getting out of speeding fines dressed up as a political conspiracy to keep people as slaves.
Anyway got to dash.
Just a quick word Dioclese.....Anna Racoon ignored your comments.....is the penny dropping yet old fool.
Oh and dont think for one minute the consequence is forgotten
Crowman calling X. I think it is a sad reflection of our times, that a person can be accused upon the flimsiest of evidence. The continuation of that accusation, and, in the public domain is atrocious. The publication of named persons with malice aforethought. ( to intimidate,threaten,hurt or harm ) is an offence in Law. Blogging carries consequences, very sever consequences. Only very recently, Katie Hopkins has been summonsed to court in a legal defamation case. The case has been settled out of court , and Hopkins paid a large sum in both damages, and in costs. A comment following the original issue , was that "...a person hosting such a site ( blogging ) has continuous responsibility for the conduct, not only of themselves, but for others who use the service provided." ( reported Daily Mail, Telegraph and Guardian )
I think it would be wise if the gentleman to whom you have issue, considered removing the details that are causing offence. Crowman PS Someone posted suggesting that I am your "alter ego" That you and I are the same person. Can you explain?
Dark Spangle. to X and Crowman. Know what you are talking about. Similar happened to me. difference was they were reasonable and it was settled properly before it got nasty.
The consequence is probably the reason Dio thinks that address is mine.....cos if the address wasnt mine i would have done the consequence by now.
Dio knows the consequence.
You got that wrong too....Dio.
I told you many moons ago this shit of posting that address was a bad move...you should have listened.
Regarding the "mob"
they are a collectiion of free speech bloggers who uphold free speech until they don't like what you post...smoking bloggers always bang on about freedoms, infact most bloggers claim free speech is everything and say what you like.
That don't last long when its issues like smoking or Lawful Rebellion...those cunts want awkward questions gone.....they give you the title of "troll" as an excuse to ban/delete content.
The MOB trying to get at me is probably 6 commited cunts who are desperate for results and so wont give up when they see something to cling on to.
These 6 cunts could mount horses and put on white hoods with slits carrying burning wood and then round up another 15 bloggers to hunt me down.
Thats not an exaggeration!!!....Dio is being coached and advised...the poor cunt.
The nasty truth of this catching Dickie Doubleday shite has been running for over a year...I was always in control....those cunts are back to square one.
cunt init.
Dark Spangle to Crowman. That was not me posting on 15th as anonymous! Someone else. I always use my handle. If you anon, then you shouldnt post . right?
I'm becoming very confused. Every one here seems to use anon, and its difficult to follow. there are at least 3 perhaps 4 commenting on here. ( I think ) I visited and perhaps I shouldn't have.
DS to Crowman. Gone.
Spot on Crowman.
Anna Racoon has got the publicty she wanted....Richard Doubleday could easily stumble over this shit and then what?
I believe Anna Racoon was very selective on what she said to that family ....but when your face is on the front page of the biggest selling regional paper not to mention the Daily Mail...your cover is blown.
Dioclese should relaise I have done the decent thing by not informing Richard Doubleday even though his intent was to threaten me and intimidate me.
He should also be aware there is a lot of information I have...that I haven't posted.
"outing me"...was nasty and funny to them...they got it wrong and I sit on all the information I have.
something to think about.
COME ON THEN CUNT YOU WANNA BE A CUNT DO YA CUNT!! DRINK MY AIDS INFECTED CUM @ WANKERS ON ISAC
There is really nothing else to say Crowman.....the address will not be removed, Richard Doubleday may or may not find about the abuse.
One thing is 100% certain is the consequence will be acted upon.
That will probably be the last thing on my bucket list to do.....and then i will be gone.
I don't go on the smoking blogs now...they have all but gone, the argument is lost, only the die hard nutters congregate around frank Davis (banging on about the smoking ban)....I leave him alone, he is an eccentric nutter whose life is his blog and his fags his companions...its sad really,... I actually liked a lot of his content on comets and other daft stuff.
Lawful Rebellion ...thats gone too, it never got started.....their problem is the theory was some complex riddle that could only be understood by reading umpteen books...putting the theory in blogs never happened, it was always shorouded in mystery...something Captain Ranty fucking hated when asked simple questions about it.
You can't get a revolution going when its leaders cant put into simple english what the fuck its all about.....no cunt knew ....and that included Captain Ranty.
The glory of lawful rebellion was always the same thing a "you tube video"....police stop a lawful rebellion cult member and they cunt the copper about being awkward about giving names and reasons for asking for it.
That dont get no revolution started and in the end Ranty admitted the shit was a lost cause.
He is now dead....at least he took his debts with him....he got the last laugh.
I thought this blog was dead /Fuck me it seems like its starting to kick off. is there a scrap going on here , fucking sounds like it.
X-All domains and sites are registered and can be suspended/closed by formal complaint to the registration body. There are several registration avenues and the ip can direct you to the relevant one. The most common RG is Google.
@frd spangle.
I have already emailed their hosting company and been ignored, I am going down the road of informing the victims who are cunted, which reminds me to send Diane Abbot another email.
I could also out the owner of is-a-cunt who is a buisness owner.
THIS IS AN OFFICIAL NOTIFICATION OF INTENTION TO TRACE ALL CORRESPONDENTS TO THIS SITE.
Anon
Take free legal advice before informing anyone. You must be very careful that this does not come back to bite you. Having taken matters this far, those who intend to hurt you, will likely concoct some other and more serious material. I called at the Request of Crowman who is known to me.
I think he has made a complaint, and that would be ok as he is not involved and has no history. Crowman asked if i could help you, he is under the impression that you may be under great and emotional pressure. It must be very difficult for you. I think things have gone a long way down the line, and I don't really think i can. I will speak with Crowman. he is the legal expert.
Thank you for your concern, I am under no pressure at all, the problems are for him whose identity has been mistaken and those who made the mistake.
My position is clear...Inform victims of trolling ON IS-A-CUNT.COM and wait and see if the address gets deleted....this could take years, Richard Doubleday may always be ignorant of the offences committed against him
The pressure is all on Dioclese/Grandad/Anna Racoon...they have no idea when the shit may hit the fan an nor have I
For the record, "...is a cunt" is nothing to do with me. I have no control over it.
Also for the record, your continued and sustained attacks on me contravene the Malicious Communications Act 1988 and you are committing an offense.
Your sustained attacks over several blogs all captured with screenshots are factual evidence of your threats and harrassment to the family of Richard Doubleday.
Its everything to do with you Dioclese and despite my sustained appeals for you to cease your campaign of threats to an innocent family you have ignored me.
Your intention to cause distress to Richard Doubleday ended up with her visiting his house plus many other bloggers threatening to take action too.
your continued denial of the truth is confirmation you do not want the threats and harrassment to stop.
just because you gave up being admin on is-a-cunt changes absolutely nothing...the damage has already been done and has left the new admins with some explaining to do as they are continuing with the harrassment.
when you did this:
The publication of named persons with malice aforethought. ( to intimidate,threaten,hurt or harm ) is an offence in Law.
Also the house visit which you directed, encouraged and applauded which led to the wife of Richard Doubledays personal serious health history being made public.
You fucked up big time you silly man.
Take this advice Dioclese.
Remove all traces of that address and all the personal information on those websites that you posted or encouraged others to do the same....before Richard Doubleday finds out.
I have not contacted Richard Doubleday.
Perhaps its time you realised I could have done that at anytime but chose not to....even though your intention was to cause me harm and after reading all the the glory you covered yourself in when you thought you had done just that.
I won't contact him whatever you do....its your choice wether your online credibilty is more important to you than doing the sensible and right thing
FAO X from Crowman.
You have taken the correct steps to set matters straight. I read the post by DIOCLESE. and I gather that this gentleman may not be fully aware of his situation. The site ( ISAC ) will have an owner. The owner is the person who will have paid the first registration of the site ( usually £15-20 ) As site registrant ( and that is the important word ) He is responsible for the conduct of the site. In the event of a transfer of Registrant , any errant or criminal matters that pre-date transfer, are the responsibility of the initial Registrant. However, any new registrant or owner or administrator who allows the continuation of an errant or criminal matter will automatically assume liability and responsibility. In a nutshell. Dioclese may well have "handed over" a site or responsibility in whole or in part. BUT the new admin/ registrant/site manager who allows the continuation of an issue will be held responsible jointly.
Im sorry all of this is rather convoluted and complex, these matters are, but to make it simple, the present administrators are now fully responsible for the conduct of the site, and are equally liable in law for allowing a " continuation" BOTH DIOCLESE & WHOMSOEVER are jointly and severally liable.
All I can suggest is that you try one final time, cut and paste what I have posted into your mail and wait. I think people may be so entrenched that they fail to see the nature of the problem. Im sure if they think about this they will comply with your request.
Dark Spangle and myself Regularly post on Legal Eagles but under different handles. I hope I have been of some help in matters....I only visited out of random interest...Good Luck. continue to post on here, I will review every couple of days, I am interested to see if this pans out.
FAO X
From Crowman
My apologies, basic matter that I was going to mention." Proof " it is not up to you to prove or disprove anything. The onus and responsibility to furnish the proof lies with the accuser.The level of proof in civil matters is lesser than in criminal cases, but is no less demanding in quality and authenticity.
All the best Crowman.
I believe Dioclese, the owner of the blog , the new admins are all aware of the legal situation but will be determined to do nothing in order to save their online credibilty.
I have tried to prove how absurd their evidence is and what its based on, which is even more astoninshing based on Anna Racoon and her painstaking forensic investigations on the wrongly accused following well nothing but some blogger she hardly knows shoving an address up from thin air.
WWWW.headrambles.com also hosts a lot of the online abuse.
I will not be doing anything else, there is no more final request time or anything from me.
They can sit on their arses and do nothing but wait and wait and so will I.
Also for the record :
I have never been the owner of the site in question.
I have never encouraged anyone to threaten 'the innocent man' in question
Ms Cameron-Blackie, a lawyer, acted entirely on her own volition in visiting the house in Upton.
To suggest I picked the person in question out of a telephone directory is ludicrous
I suggest that you stop holding conversations with yourself on this site. You're not fooling anyone.
COME ON THEN CUNT SHOW ME WHAT A BIG MAN YOU ARE DIOCLESE YOU CUNT AND I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT YOUR TINY TODGER CUNT LOL
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THE ADDRESS HAS BEEN TAKEN DOWN FROM ISAC
Dioclese has a blogger account.
Ms Cameron-Blackie, a lawyer based her investigations on GPS tracking, a mate in a forensic lab and to finally nail the troll the postman....for cying out loud.
You based your investigations DIOCLESE on a random address based on a daft name and a daft tale.
THERE IS NO OTHER EVIDENCE COS YOU DIDNT GET ME...!!!
Thanks for removing the address.
I dont think I made any requests about your fucked up investigations and posting the address for months after...but when Anna Racoon lied and lied and all the glory that followed and celebrations around the blogs about nailing the troll and especially her wrongful accusations status.
I decided to act.
its simple you got it wrong.
Clearly the admins didn't think it was worth the bother.
I can't blame them.
Ignoring idiots who talk to themselves on dead blogs seems quite sensible.
HAH HAH I WASN'T INNOCENT
I CONNED THE CUNTS AND THEY FELL FOR IT
LOL LOL LOL
"Ms Cameron-Blackie, a lawyer based her investigations on GPS tracking, a mate in a forensic lab and to finally nail the troll the postman....for crying out loud."
So, Rickie, if you're not the man in Upton then how come you know about the postman, the bloke in the lab and how she found your house? Are these not things you discussed in person? Nobody else knows those details...
Dark Spangle. To Anon.
So you weren't innocent....so what. The point is that ISAC were in fact guilty of posting personal details on line, without sufficient evidence to justify or warrant that. You have just provided them with a confession and the evidence that they needed.
Several people have tried to help believing you to be the innocent victim. That being the case makes you an even bigger cunt than they say. Remember, we are from other sites around the net. Yore name is now highly likely to feature in those sites.
Anna Racoon in her Trollie and i post explained everything for fucks sake.
Hundreds if not thousands read the same account i read on Anna Racoon blog.
I AM RICKY DOUBLEDAY I AM THE MOST GENIUS INTERNET TROLL HA HA HA YOU ALL FELL FOR IT COS YOU ARE ALL CUNTS I POST EVERYWHERE. ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS READ THE PAPERS I AM FAMOUS FOR THIS THE CUNTS HAD IT IN FOR ME FOR YEARS!!!!! MY CONVICTION WAS WRONG PEOPLE WERE WRONG. I DID NOT FEEL THAT KIDS CUNT!!!! SHE LIED LIKE ALL YOU LIE !!!SHESAID SHE WAS TWENTY CUNTS ALLLIE SHE WAS 11 BUT LIED TO THEM ALL SHEWAS ALL WRONG fUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU111111 ARSEHOLES CUNTSDONKEY SHAGGERS CUNTBAGS,
NOW THE CUNTS ON ISAC HAVE SEEN THE ERROR OF THEIR WAYS
THEY CANNOT FACE THE CONSEQUENCES
I WARNED THEM AND THEY HAVE RUN AWAY
THE CUNT DIOCLESE IS A GUTLESS COCKSUCKER
DIOCLESE YOU CUNT I AM COMING FOR YOU
THE RANCID BITCH ANNA RACCUNT WILL SOON BE DEAD LIKE YOUR PATHETIC BLOG
I WILL CALL DOWN THE DARK SIDE OF THE TROLL EMPIRE TO DESTROY YOU
THERE WILL BE NO HIDING FOR YOU DIOCUNT
THE ADDRESS IS GONE AND I HAVE WON
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FUCK DIOCLESE FUCK ANNA RACCOON FUCK GRANDAD FUCK TITSLAPPER FUCK SHAUN FUCK BIRDMAN
FUCK ALL THE CUNTS ON ISAC
I HAVE SHOWN YOU AS A GUTLESS CUNTS YOU ARE
THE ADDRESS IS GONE AND I HAVE WON
Disabled toilet
Yay! Watching this little minded fuckwit troll having a meltdown, talking to himself has been a joy. It's not often you can laugh at someone who is genuinely mentally ill and not feel a little guilty, but here we are. Obviously bullied at school, then belittled as an adult, it has left him emotionally stunted, and rambles like the barely functioning sociopath that he is. He should take up smoking and chill....
Fucking wizard site..what a fucking battle going on here....everyone seems fucked up...Jees! Skank? Naaaaa Gotta be better that that....
Last night, it would appear that I had upset someone deeply; because far from the usual intelligent comment and agreeable debate, I had acquired a new visitor who used a proxy IP address, sometimes Singapore, sometimes hither, sometimes thither – but my software unscrambles proxy addresses and they all resolved to the same IP
What bothered me was this this spittle-flecked outpouring was coming from an IP address which my GPS tracer told me was just a handful of miles away from me.
A quick word with my friend in a forensic computing lab, and I had an address, at least to within a few yards, if not a name. It’s amazing what a chat with the postman, the publican, the shop-keeper and a few dog walkers can come up with. In no time at all I had a name to go with the address
Thats a few extracts from the Tale BY Anna Racoon...blogger won't accept the full story too many characters.
full story can be read at Anna Racoon (trollie and I) SEPT 3 2016
DIOCLESE RECKONS I COULD HAVE ONLY THOSE FACTS BY TALKING TO HER.....HE FUCKING WELL REPLIED IN THE SAME THREAD....LOL.
LYING CUNT.
Its time for me to leave the RANTING PENGUIN ARMS, there is a free bar for everyone , feel free to trash this place as you see fit.
A special goodbye to all you lurkers out there too.
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@Dioclese.
The reason I didn't tell the innocent family was becasue you would have never believed he wasn't the so called troll and he would have seen the abuse and harrassment you and others had posted....any action he took could have been a longwinded affair.
Also poor old Anna Racoon didn't need any grief at this time either.
Anna even though made a complete tart of herself by walking up to that door...she was honest enough to admit she was wrong at the time....you on the other hand facing a credibilty meltdown convinced her she was indeed correct.
And now its all about mysterious emails that prove my guilt.....yeah why not lie about that too...you have already been caught out with how could I know about the postman stuff...its cos she wrote about it.
You really shouldn't look at the reasons I dont act as evidence......I have recived threats on is-a-cunt by one person whose name and address I know and have done so for some considerable time...he on the other hasn't a clue who I am.
I didn't out him.
Nor did I out the owner of is-a-cunt.
I have always sat on information despite bloggers thinking they are untouchable and mouth off constantly.
THIS HOWEVER SEEMS TO MAKE ME LOOK WEAK/GUILTY/SCARED WHEN YOU ARE AWARE THAT I COULD DO SOMETHING.
Thats why you cling to outrageous silly shite as proof.
Of course I could have told Richard Doubleday and left it at that...it wouldn't have been nice for his family and by doing it my way....you now look like a complete prat Dioclese.
I also expect that address to be shoved back up at some time......it won't come as a shock I can assure you of that.
I have noticed you also haven't come back with the i.p challenge?
Perhaps you might want to play a new game....whose name and address do I know who has made a threat against me on is-a-cunt.
clue 1....I could be outside his door in 25 mins
@ Dioclese....christ you hate free speech don't you.
Crying about where is Ranting Penguin.
SUCK IT UP YOU BIG TART.
its my blog now, my rules...lol
Listen carefully, Prickie - "I will say this only once"
You are full of bullshit
You make stuff up as you go along
You talk to yourself using glove puppets
You're misusing a dormant blog that nobody reads any more
You have a name and address of someone who has threatened you?
Publish it then.
You're irrelevant
You will be ignored
Game over
Have a nice life
I wont publish the full name and address.....just to say one of the mis-informed, mistaken cunts lives in a lovley North Norfolk village although his "pad" is not so desirable.
Damn nice Victoria sponge cake and cheese scones accross the road eh mate!!....he moved about 8-10 miles south from his old gaff and is now more inland.
ya see old fella....my facts are 100%...not just daft old shit.
I sit on shit for years and do nothing......don't see it as a weakness old cunt.
Have a nice life too.
You can't publish it because you've got fuck all to publish.
NAME NAMES you cunt or SHUT THE FUCK UP!
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Thanks guys for leaving the shit....I hope you don't mind if I copy and paste it?
Can I put an order in for a "Rickie is a wanking fucking cunt"...50 lines please.
The only thing I will draw the line on is of you refer to me as a nigger, ...cos I am not really a black fella more mixed race if you knwo what I mean.
Hey Dioclese...mate, the nightmare is over for you, the silly shit is almost forgotten...a week is a long time in blogging...most folk have probably already forgot you sent a dying woman to see a troll that didn't exsist.
keep your pecker up old chap...soon be another cruise and chance to wear your old school tie to impress someone with.
Remember old fella once you got the wrong man...it was all downhill from that point.
Full marks for the lads on is-a-cunt...thats the sign of true mates, none of them are taking the piss.
THE PUSSIES ON ISAC HAVE ERROR 404'D ME AGAIN MWUAHHAHAHA FAGGOTS!! GO AND FUCK YOUR MUSLIM NEIGHBOUR BIRDMAN YOU BAG OF SHIT
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Rickie is a wanking fucking cunt
Rickie is a wanking fucking cunt
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@Birdman
Anyone can post whatever name they like on my blog and fill it with shit....you can use any name.
Those simple questions.
why was that house picked by Dioclese and why was the address removed?...I fully expect the address to be put back up at some time.
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DIOCLESE WONT ANSWER SIMPLE QUESTIONS....HE CAN'T COS ITS BASED ON FUCK ALL.
"ITS HIM" "ANNA SAYS ITS HIM"
THATS THE SUM OF IT ALL.
I OF COURSE WILL QUITE HAPPILY ANSWER ANY QUESTIONS ON THE SUBJECT....NO DIVERSIONS, NO AVOIDANCE.
SIMPLE STRAIGHTFORWARD ANSWERS TO ANY QUESTION.
DIOCLESE USED THE NAIVE TACTIC OF THINKING THE CUNTERS ON IS-A-CUNT COULDN'T READ ANNA RACOON FULL UNEDITED TALE ON HER BLOG OR THAT I COULD PROVE I WROTE THOSE ON HEAD RAMBLES.
THE SILLY OLD ARSE TREID TO CLAIM AND MOST OF THE CUNTERS FELL FOR THE SHITE THAT A CONFESSION HAD BEEN WRITTEN BY ME....WHEN INFACT IT WAS TAKEN ALMOST WORD FROM ANNA RACOON STORY.
DIOCLESE BIG MISTAKE IN HIS LYING OVER SEVERAL MONTHS WAS THAT I COULD FIND THOSE TOM POSTS ON HEAD RAMBLES AND KNOW THE I.P ADDRESS OF THE POSTER WHICH WAS ME.
IF YOU STIL DONT BELIEVE A WORD...SURELY TO FUCKS SAKE DIOCLESE HAS TO COME OUT WITH FUCKING SOMETHING.
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Several people have tried to help believing you to be the innocent victim. That being the case makes you an even bigger cunt than they say. Remember, we are from other sites around the net. Yore name is now highly likely to feature in those sites.
ANNA RACCOON IS A FUCKING CUNT
SOONER THE DAFT BITCH CROAKS THE BETTER
ALL THE CUNTS ON ISAC CAN ATTEND HER FUNERAL AND LICK HER DISEASED ARSE
BURY IN MY GARDEN IN UPTON SEE IF I CARE CUNTS
OR STICK UNDER THAT CUNT FRED WESTS NEW PATIO
SUCK MY COCK YOU FUCKERS
ALL YOU FUCKING PRICKS ON ISAC ARE GOING TO PAY! COME TO BANGLADESH AND I WILL GIVE YOU ALL RECTAL PROLAPSES!! MOTHERFUCKERS!!
BIRDMAN I'M LOOKING AT YOUR APT IN SPAIN RIGHT NOW WITH A PAIR OF BINOCULARS YOU FUCKING BELLEND I'M COMING TO GET YOU MUAHAHAH HEYEAH BWOI GIVE YA MEAT A GOOD OL RUB
O dippy Rickie the sad bastard who talks to him self on a dead blog and rants like a five year old with serve retardation.
BLOODY CUNT SUCK MY DICK @ unknown
There's not a microscope powerful enough to find that shrivelled mole like appendage you call a dick Rickie your balls the size of shrivelled peas are like two gas giants orbiting a pebble in comparison. Your a sad little prickie Rickie and lobe watching you slap your keyboard like the pathetic cunt you are .
TITSLAPPER'S FACE LOOKS LIKE MY HANGOVER CIDER SHITS WHEN THEY COME OUT TOO FAST... HA HA WANKER
Tis party time here at the RANTING PENGUIN ARMS.
DRINKS ARE ON ME CUNTS....THE BUFFET IS NOW OPEN.
https://youtu.be/scQmu4hro5o
lETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED...........................
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COME ON TITSLAPPER LETS BOOGIE
It's like a fat spoiled kid, who nobody likes has taken over the body of a fat middle aged cunt.
With the social skills of a demented house brick
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Christian Voice was behind much[citation needed] of the controversy in the UK surrounding Jerry Springer: The Opera and a transmission of a performance by the BBC in 2005.[22] The group stated that the production was blasphemous in its depiction of Jesus, Mary and God as guests on the Jerry Springer Show. Green said of the production,
Jerry Springer the Opera portrayed Jesus Christ as a nappy-wearing sexual deviant, who said he was 'a little bit gay'. It called Mary a rape victim, said the birth of Jesus was because 'the condom split', ridiculed His wounds on the cross and the sacrament of Holy Communion, had God as an ineffectual old man who needed guidance from Jerry Springer and finished up with Springer as a counterfeit saviour of mankind who told Jesus to "Grow up for Christ's sake and put some f***ing clothes on."[23]
The group maintained a presence outside the Cambridge Theatre in London where it ran. It then mounted protests outside every theatre on the 2006 run of the show, attributing the financial disaster of the tour to divine intervention rather than its own actions. In 2009, it mounted protests outside the St Andrews University production.[24]
Christian Voice started a campaign for people to complain to the BBC and published the home addresses and telephone numbers of two BBC executives on their web site, Jana Bennett (Director of Television) and Roly Keating (Controller of BBC Two). Keating subsequently received death threats.[25]
On 8 January 2007, submissions were made on behalf of Stephen Green at Horseferry Road Magistrates Court to pursue private prosecutions for blasphemy against the Director General of the BBC Mark Thompson and the show's producer, Jonathan Thoday.[26] A summons was refused on 30 January 2007 due to lack of prima facie evidence that a crime had been committed, and the provisions of the 1968 Theatres Act, which enshrines the right of free expression in theatrical works.[27] An appeal to the High Court was dismissed on 5 December 2007.[28] On 5 March 2008 the House of Lords rejected the call to hear an appeal of the High Court's decision because "it did not raise an arguable point of law of general public importance".[29]
The offences of Blasphemy and Blasphemous Libel were abolished by the Criminal Justice and Immigration Act 2008 with effect from 8 July 2008.[30][31]
There are competing theories of where and when "troll" was first used in Internet slang, with numerous unattested accounts of BBS and UseNet origins in the early 1980s or before.
The English noun "troll" in the standard sense of ugly dwarf or giant dates to 1610 and comes from the Old Norse word "troll" meaning giant or demon.[18] The word evokes the trolls of Scandinavian folklore and children's tales: antisocial, quarrelsome and slow-witted creatures which make life difficult for travellers.[19][20]
In modern English usage, "trolling" may describe the fishing technique of slowly dragging a lure or baited hook from a moving boat[21] whereas trawling describes the generally commercial act of dragging a fishing net. Early non-Internet slang use of "trolling" can be found in the military: by 1972 the term "trolling for MiGs" was documented in use by US Navy pilots in Vietnam. It referred to use of "...decoys, with the mission of drawing...fire away..."[22]
The contemporary use of the term is alleged to have appeared on the Internet in the late 1980s,[23][24] but the earliest known attestation according to the Oxford English Dictionary is in 1992.[25][26][27]
The context of the quote cited in the Oxford English Dictionary[26] sets the origin in Usenet in the early 1990s as in the phrase "trolling for newbies", as used in alt.folklore.urban (AFU).[28][29] Commonly, what is meant is a relatively gentle inside joke by veteran users, presenting questions or topics that had been so overdone that only a new user would respond to them earnestly. For example, a veteran of the group might make a post on the common misconception that glass flows over time. Long-time readers would both recognize the poster's name and know that the topic had been discussed a lot, but new subscribers to the group would not realize, and would thus respond. These types of trolls served as a practice to identify group insiders. This definition of trolling, considerably narrower than the modern understanding of the term, was considered a positive contribution.[28][30] One of the most notorious AFU trollers, David Mikkelson,[28] went on to create the urban folklore website Snopes.com.
By the late 1990s, alt.folklore.urban had such heavy traffic and participation that trolling of this sort was frowned upon. Others expanded the term to include the practice of playing a seriously misinformed or deluded user, even in newsgroups where one was not a regular; these were often attempts at humor rather than provocation. The noun troll usually referred to an act of trolling – or to the resulting discussion – rather than to the author, though some posts punned on the dual meaning of troll.[31]
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Cunt /ˈkʌnt/ is a vulgar word for the vulva or vagina and is also used as a term of disparagement. Reflecting different national usages, cunt is described as "an unpleasant or stupid person" in the Compact Oxford English Dictionary, whereas Merriam-Webster states that it is a "usually disparaging and obscene" term for a woman[1] or an "offensive way to refer to a woman" in the United States.[2] The Macquarie Dictionary of Australian English gives "a contemptible person".[3] When used with a positive qualifier (good, funny, clever, etc.) in Britain, New Zealand, and Australia, it can convey a positive sense of the object or person referred to.[4]
The earliest known use of the word, according to the Oxford English Dictionary, was as part of a placename of a London street, Gropecunt Lane, c. 1230. Use of the word as a term of abuse is relatively recent, dating from the late nineteenth century.[5] The word appears to have not been strongly taboo in the Middle Ages, but became taboo towards the end of the eighteenth century, and was then not generally admissible in print until the latter part of the twentieth century. The term has various derivative senses, including adjective and verb uses. Feminist writer and English professor Germaine Greer argues that cunt "is one of the few remaining words in the English language with a genuine power to shock."[6]
The etymology of cunt is a matter of debate,[7] but most sources consider the word to have derived from a Germanic word (Proto-Germanic *kuntō, stem *kuntōn-), which appeared as kunta in Old Norse. Scholars are uncertain of the origin of the Proto-Germanic form itself.[8] There are cognates in most Germanic languages, such as the Swedish, Faroese and Nynorsk kunta; West Frisian and Middle Low German kunte; Middle Dutch conte; Dutch kut and kont; Middle Low German kutte; Middle High German kotze ("prostitute"); German kott, and perhaps Old English cot. The etymology of the Proto-Germanic term is disputed. It may have arisen by Grimm's law operating on the Proto-Indo-European root *gen/gon "create, become" seen in gonads, genital, gamete, genetics, gene, or the Proto-Indo-European root *gʷneh₂/guneh₂ "woman" (Greek: gunê, seen in gynaecology). Relationships to similar-sounding words such as the Latin cunnus ("vulva"), and its derivatives French con, Spanish coño, and Portuguese cona, or in Persian kun (کون), have not been conclusively demonstrated. Other Latin words related to cunnus are cuneus ("wedge") and its derivative cunēre ("to fasten with a wedge", (figurative) "to squeeze in"), leading to English words such as cuneiform ("wedge-shaped"). In Middle English, cunt appeared with many spellings, such as coynte, cunte and queynte, which did not always reflect the actual pronunciation of the word.
The word in its modern meaning is attested in Middle English. Proverbs of Hendyng, a manuscript from some time before 1325, includes the advice:[9]
Ȝeue þi cunte to cunnig and craue affetir wedding.
(Give your cunt wisely and make [your] demands after the wedding.)
The word cunt is generally regarded in English-speaking countries as unsuitable for normal public discourse. It has been described as "the most heavily tabooed word of all English words",[10][11] although John Ayto, editor of the Oxford Dictionary of Slang, says "nigger" is more taboo.[12]
Some American feminists of the 1970s sought to eliminate disparaging terms for women, including "bitch" and "cunt".[13] In the context of pornography, Catharine MacKinnon argued that use of the word acts to reinforce a dehumanisation of women by reducing them to mere body parts;[14] and in 1979 Andrea Dworkin described the word as reducing women to "the one essential – 'cunt: our essence ... our offence'".[14]
Despite criticisms, there is a movement among feminists that seeks to reclaim cunt not only as acceptable, but as an honorific, in much the same way that queer has been reappropriated by LGBT people and the word nigger has been by some African-Americans.[15] Proponents include Inga Muscio in her book, Cunt: A Declaration of Independence[16] and Eve Ensler in "Reclaiming Cunt" from The Vagina Monologues.
Germaine Greer, the feminist writer and professor of English who once published a magazine article entitled "Lady, Love Your Cunt" (anthologised in 1986),[17] discussed the origins, usage and power of the word in the BBC series Balderdash and Piffle, explaining how her views had developed over time. In the 1970s she had "championed" use of the word for the female genitalia, thinking it "shouldn't be abusive"; she rejected the "proper" word vagina, a Latin name meaning "sword-sheath" originally applied by male anatomists to all muscle coverings – not just because it refers only to the internal canal but also because of the implication that the female body is "simply a receptacle for a weapon".[18] But in 2006, referring to its use as a term of abuse, she said that, though used in some quarters as a term of affection, it had become "the most offensive insult one man could throw at another"[19] and suggested that the word was "sacred", and "a word of immense power, to be used sparingly".[6]
Cunt has been attested in its anatomical meaning since at least the 13th century. While Francis Grose's 1785 A Classical Dictionary of The Vulgar Tongue listed the word as "C**T: a nasty name for a nasty thing",[20] it did not appear in any major English dictionary from 1795 to 1961, when it was included in Webster's Third New International Dictionary with the comment "usu. considered obscene". Its first appearance in the Oxford English Dictionary was in 1972, which cites the word as having been in use since 1230 in what was supposedly a London street name of "Gropecunte Lane". It was, however, also used before 1230, having been brought over by the Anglo-Saxons, originally not an obscenity but rather a factual name for the vulva or vagina. Gropecunt Lane was originally a street of prostitution, a red light district. It was normal in the Middle Ages for streets to be named after the goods available for sale therein, hence the prevalence in cities having a medieval history of names such as "Silver Street" and "Fish Street". In some locations, the former name has been bowdlerised, as in the City of York, to the more acceptable "Grape Lane".[21]
The word appears several times in Chaucer's Canterbury Tales (c. 1390), in bawdy contexts, but it does not appear to be considered obscene at this point, since it is used openly.[22] A notable use is from the "Miller's Tale": "Pryvely he caught her by the queynte." The Wife of Bath also uses this term, "For certeyn, olde dotard, by your leave/You shall have queynte right enough at eve ... What aileth you to grouche thus and groan?/Is it for ye would have my queynte alone?" In modernised versions of these passages the word "queynte" is usually translated simply as "cunt".[23][24] However, in Chaucer's usage there seems to be an overlap between the words "cunt" and "quaint" (possibly derived from the Latin for "known"). "Quaint" was probably pronounced in Middle English in much the same way as "cunt". It is sometimes unclear whether the two words were thought of as distinct from one another. Elsewhere in Chaucer's work the word queynte seems to be used with meaning comparable to the modern "quaint" (curious or old-fashioned, but nevertheless appealing).[25] This ambiguity was still being exploited by the 17th century; Andrew Marvell's ... then worms shall try / That long preserved virginity, / And your quaint honour turn to dust, / And into ashes all my lust in To His Coy Mistress depends on a pun on these two senses of "quaint".[26]
By Shakespeare's day, the word seems to have become obscene. Although Shakespeare does not use the word explicitly (or with derogatory meaning) in his plays, he still uses wordplay to sneak it in obliquely. In Act III, Scene 2, of Hamlet, as the castle's residents are settling in to watch the play-within-the-play, Hamlet asks his girlfriend Ophelia, "Lady, shall I lie in your lap?" Ophelia replies, "No, my lord." Hamlet, feigning shock, says, "Do you think I meant country matters?" Then, to drive home the point that the accent is definitely on the first syllable of country, Shakespeare has Hamlet say, "That's a fair thought, to lie between maids' legs."[27] In Twelfth Night (Act II, Scene V) the puritanical Malvolio believes he recognises his employer's handwriting in an anonymous letter, commenting "There be her very Cs, her Us, and her Ts: and thus makes she her great Ps", unwittingly punning on "cunt" and "piss",[28] and while it has also been argued that the slang term "cut" is intended,[29] Pauline Kiernan writes that Shakespeare ridicules "prissy puritanical party-poopers" by having "a Puritan spell out the word 'cunt' on a public stage".[30] A related scene occurs in Henry V: when Katherine is learning English, she is appalled at the "gros, et impudique" words "foot" and "gown", which her teacher has mispronounced as "coun". It is usually argued that Shakespeare intends to suggest that she has misheard "foot" as "foutre" (French, "fuck") and "coun" as "con" (French "cunt", also used to mean "idiot").[31]
Similarly John Donne alludes to the obscene meaning of the word without being explicit in his poem The Good-Morrow, referring to sucking on "country pleasures". The 1675 Restoration comedy The Country Wife also features such word play, even in its title.[citation needed]
By the 17th century a softer form of the word, "cunny", came into use. A well-known use of this derivation can be found in the 25 October 1668 entry of the diary of Samuel Pepys. He was discovered having an affair with Deborah Willet: he wrote that his wife "coming up suddenly, did find me imbracing the girl con [with] my hand sub [under] su [her] coats; and endeed I was with my main [hand] in her cunny. I was at a wonderful loss upon it and the girl also...."[32]
Cunny was probably derived from a pun on coney, meaning "rabbit", rather as pussy is connected to the same term for a cat. (Philip Massinger (1583–1640): "A pox upon your Christian cockatrices! They cry, like poulterers' wives, 'No money, no coney.'")[33] Because of this slang use as a synonym for a taboo term, the word "coney", when it was used in its original sense to refer to rabbits, came to be pronounced as /ˈkoʊni/ (rhymes with "phoney"), instead of the original /ˈkʌni/ (rhymes with "honey"). Eventually the taboo association led to the word "coney" becoming deprecated entirely and replaced by the word "rabbit".[34][35][36][37]
Robert Burns (1759–1796) used the word in his Merry Muses of Caledonia, a collection of bawdy verses which he kept to himself and were not publicly available until the mid-1960s.[38] In "Yon, Yon, Yon, Lassie", this couplet appears: "For ilka birss upon her cunt, Was worth a ryal ransom".[39]
Merriam-Webster states it is a "usually disparaging and obscene" term for a woman,[1] and that it is an "offensive way to refer to a woman" in the United States.[2] As a broader derogatory term, it is comparable to prick and means "a fool, a dolt, an unpleasant person – of either sex".[40][41] This sense is common in New Zealand, British and Australian English, where it is usually applied to men[42] or as referring specifically to "a despicable, contemptible or foolish" man.[43] During the 1971 Oz trial for obscenity, prosecuting counsel asked writer George Melly "Would you call your 10-year-old daughter a cunt?" Melly replied "No, because I don't think she is."[44] In the 1975 film One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, the central character McMurphy, when pressed to explain exactly why he does not like the tyrannical Nurse Ratched, says, "Well, I don't want to break up the meeting or nothing, but she's something of a cunt, ain't she, Doc?"[45]
In American slang, the term can be used to refer to "a fellow male homosexual".[46] It can also be used to refer to something very difficult or unpleasant (as in "a cunt of a job"),[47] or (in British, Irish, New Zealand, and Australian English) with no negative connotations to refer to a (usually male) person.[48] In this sense, it may be modified by a positive qualifier (funny, clever, etc.).[4] For example, "This is my mate Brian. He's a good cunt."
In the Survey of English Dialects the word was recorded in some areas as meaning "the vulva of a cow". This was pronounced as [kʌnt] in Devon, and [kʊnt] in the Isle of Man, Gloucestershire and Northumberland. Possibly related was the word cunny [kʌni], with the same meaning, at Wiltshire.[49] "Coney", which also rhymes with "honey", is an old-fashioned term for a rabbit.
The word "cunty" is also known, although used rarely: a line from Hanif Kureishi's My Beautiful Laundrette is the definition of England by a Pakistani immigrant as "eating hot buttered toast with cunty fingers", suggestive of hypocrisy and a hidden sordidness or immorality behind the country's quaint façade. This term is attributed to British novelist Henry Green.[50]
In the United States, "cunty" is sometimes used in cross-dressing drag ball culture for a drag queen that "projects feminine beauty"[51] and was the title of a hit song by Aviance.[52] A visitor to a New York drag show tells of the emcee praising a queen with "cunty, cunty, cunty" as she walks past.[53]
RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT
THE FAGGOTS AT ISAC ARE TRYING TO BLOCK ME
YOU WILL NOT SUCCEED CUNTS
INCOMING
INCOMING
YOU WILL BE CUNTED!!!!!
THE MIGHT OF MY TROLL ARMY WILL NOT BE DEFEATED
YOU CANNOT WIN
PREPARE TO BE DEALT WITH FAGGOTS
DIOCLESE AND TITSLAPPER AND BIRDMAN I AM COMING FOR YOU
YOU WILL BE CUNTED CUNTS!!!!
Que lastima Bridman, puedemos hablar sobre muchas cosas. pero queres charla usando palabrotas!!.
que piensas sobre Dio…eh?, piensa soy Richar.d…..es una broma.
Que lastima Bridman, puedemos hablar sobre muchas cosas. pero queres charla usando palabrotas!!.
que piensas sobre Dio…eh?, piensa soy Richar.d…..es una broma..
cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunts
Birdman,you are trying to copy english phrases straight to sapnish that dosent make sense.
joining up phrases looks odd. plus "he dicho" is another "dije" in the preterite is better than the perfect tense.
If that was really Birdman, I don't think he'd be spelling it Bridman
Just Rickie being a cunt again because he's blocked on ISAC
Sad fuck
RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT RICKIE'S A CUNT
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