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2006.08.18

[Baby_Wants_Her_Bottle]

Dierdre, don't try to fucking knock my posts off the top of the page just because the relevence of both YOU and Trent Reznor has gone the way of the fucking dodo.

It's called evolution. Your day is done, so is Trent's; welcome to The New Dawn (L'orangerie Stank's debut record, available 2Q, 2007).

Nobody gives a shit anymore about your whining, and you're bleating post "telling us how it is" just makes you look more pathetic.

I flew to Paris once to save you, don't make me fly there again for a Reality Intervention. I am the New God. The fact that the only way you can attempt to combat my seed is to remove it from the splash page shows how much you have truly lost, because no argument you put forth will hold weight with WTC's fans, who are at the end of the day, MY FANS, you prattling wretch.

Now go fuck yourself, preferably wearing a GabeFuckers, Inc. shirt as designed by My Whore.

p.s. fret not, faithful legions -- the content you seek is still safe and sound right here:

[Yeah, I'm_Pretty_Awesome]

[Calling_All_Whores]

Gabriel out, nuccas.

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You know, I'm starting to wonder if maybe Gabriel having his own fan club and personal whore is kind of going to his head.

Posted by: maise | Aug 18, 2006 10:51:54 AM

Ya think Maise. What gave you the first clue? Was it the fact that he had to walk through the door sideways to accommodate his massively swelled head?

Posted by: Iris | Aug 18, 2006 11:00:11 AM

You know what? Fuck this. This site SUCKS. No one cares about Trent or Art, and no matter what I post, no one cares about anything but carrying ON AND ON about Gabriel's spunk, or some other equally fucking lame bullshit.

All I can say is that I wish there was something real or true in this world full of you fuckers. As things stand, I'm just fucking BORED.

Posted by: Dierdre | Aug 18, 2006 11:27:27 AM

This is my kind of site.

Posted by: Kim Jong-il | Aug 18, 2006 11:40:25 AM

I really have to admit that while your self-love and obsession is funny Gabe, the real reason I started reading this is for all the reasons that Deirdre goes on and on about. ..so....uhm, can we get back to that? Or do we have to keep enduring your "spunk-a-thon" here? Cuse I'm with her on this one, I'm getting bored.

Posted by: KittyKins | Aug 18, 2006 11:43:09 AM

I agree, Kim.

Posted by: Ghengis Khan | Aug 18, 2006 11:51:07 AM

OMG, THE BOTH OF YOU!!! As my beloved nephew always says, "Settle down." I can't imagine that him saying that causes anyone to do anything but explode in his face, but still.

YES, we need to bring the love for Trent, which is why I was going to work this weekend to finally unveil my fucking Gallery of Bad Fan Art with fucking crappy drawings that I would draw myself WITH ALL THE LOVE IN MY HEART for Trent Reznor.

But we talk about other stuff too, right? If Saul Williams and Ursula Le Guin can get their own threads, then we can have a couple about Gabriel and his Whore. I think it's funny as shit myself. And not even you can resist posting there.

And Gabriel, aka, The New God, you don't have to make the megalomania so fucking *literal*. Jesus H. Fucking Christ, put a ball gag in it.

Posted by: maise | Aug 18, 2006 11:51:45 AM

Don't try to be a peace maker here, Maise. Unless by "Peacemaker" you mean NUCLEAR WARHEAD AIMED AT GABRIEL.

I am *THIS CLOSE* to deleting this ENTIRE WEBSITE from the internets, and don't think I won't fucking DO IT.

Posted by: Dierdre | Aug 18, 2006 11:56:24 AM

Why somebody, why people break up
Oh, and turn around and make up
I just can't seeeeeeeee
You'd never do that to me
(Would you baby)
'Cause being around you is all I see
It's why I want us to

Let's, let's stay together
Loving you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad...

Posted by: Al Green | Aug 18, 2006 12:01:48 PM

OMG. This is seriously bringing my day down. What happened to the funny!? What happened to the love!? WHY CAN'T WE HAVE BOTH !?!

Jesus Christ! I'm really with Maise here...and please D, don't delete this place! If you do we'll all be derpived the haikus, the humor and yes, one of the few decent places on the internet where a person can go and FAWN over Trent.

And that will seriously bring the fucking EMO tears right out of me.

Posted by: KittyKins | Aug 18, 2006 12:05:49 PM

jesus christ dierdre, and i thought i was good at trolling for attention on my own site.

Posted by: Gabriel | Aug 18, 2006 12:08:48 PM

Okay, my turn.

First, thanks everyone (I guess that includes those on "The Site That Shall Not Be Named") for giving me something to read here in my hotel room at the end of a long day on the road.

Second, Maise is once again the voice of reason: "If Saul Williams and Ursula Le Guin can get their own threads, then we can have a couple about Gabriel and his Whore. I think it's funny as shit myself. And not even you can resist posting there." Maise, go get yourself a Milk Bone, cause you're right. It's funny, and there ain't nothing coming out of the Empire of Dirt, so a humorous diversion to the Empire of Spunk is fine with me.

Third, I have to agree with--can't remember if it was Iris or Jane (sorry, too many posts to catch up on)--that I miss Dierdre's soft-core porn musings about Trent. And photo essays.

Fourth, I look forward to the gallery of fan fiction and maybe I'll fire up MS Paint while I sit here watching Cedric the Entertainer on hotel TV, and make my own contribution.

Vive le WTC!

Posted by: JR | Aug 18, 2006 7:31:36 PM

I agree with JR ''I miss Dierdre's soft-core porn musings about Trent. And photo essays." That is why I joined this site to begin with. I say let's bring back some Trent love, even if he is 'hidden' currently

Posted by: brinic4me | Aug 18, 2006 10:38:21 PM

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