Bond...James Bond wrote:Who Knows wrote:Ah, Dan P doesn't approve of the harmless little prank 'calls'. Apparently he feels that signing up on other message boards under anonymous pseudonyms just to ruffle feathers is sooo much more noble.
Yep....ole Danny had this to say on The-Board-That-Must-Not-Be-Named (sorry I'm in Harry Potter mode for Book 7):
Donut Danny wrote:I'm sure it's amusing a few people.
As you and I both know, it's been amusing at least one person for the past couple of nights. I regard his behavior as pretty distasteful. I myself wouldn't do what he's been doing to any volunteer or staffer for any religion (or, for that matter, for any form of irreligion). It doesn't reflect positively on his kindness or maturity.
Paging Mr. Porter.....it appears someone dislikes your hobbies.
Donut Danny wrote:I think it's more than one person.
Ah, it seems you're right.
Too bad.
Anybody who gets a kick of pretending to be something he's not in order to torment and humiliate an innocent, unwitting victim, and then boasts about his behavior and enlists others to join in the tormenting and humiliation, seems to me . . . well, a problematic personality. (Putting it mildly.)
So is Dan an armchair psychologist now too? Was there something written on the Golden Plates by Freud?
I wonder what these folks are like in real life. Maybe I'm better off not knowing.
Say it ain't so Danny. We need you. Hell, I need you. I'm a mess without you. I miss you so damn much. I miss being with you, I miss being near you. I miss your laugh. I miss your scent; I miss your musk. When this board war gets sorted out, I think you and me should get an apartment together.
(Note: almost all of the above is a line taken from the movie
Anchorman. I, I repeat, I don't miss Dan Peterson's musk.)
Excellent!
I figure each time I play pretend investigator, its worth $20 worth of yucks for me. So unless I get some tithing dollars back, I have many years of yucks ahead of me!
I bet freaks like Donut breath are chomping at the bit to put these unwitting testiphony robots through his mo'pologist boot camp. However, as well proven in his little corner of the world, mo'pologetics will never gain converts. So grab a bag of donuts DANNY, a new text based reality show is coming to an exmo board near you! The trailers appear to be a hit, so let us begin a full season of production!
The really sad reality is Danny does not even know if my chats are REAL! I know both sides of the Mormon member so bleeping well, Internet and Chapel, that I can spin both the dolts at the mo'chat room and unwitting lurkers such as he!
All I do is present internet Mormonism to these chapel morons and the trap is set! Then I sit back and watch as they approach. GAWD the anticipation is TREMENDOUS!!! When they finally answer EXACTLY as I set them up to, I nearly hit my head on the ceiling jumping from sheer excitement as I whoop and holler! My kids run in and ask what is going on and I tell em "I hooked another sucker!"
Wouldn't that be SWEET if one of Danny's sons ended up working there and reporting a conversation that he had with me or one of us as a pretend investigator and Danny read it before his son reported it to his daddy!!!
Taunting the unwitting at the mo'chat room is as easy as feeding alka-seltzers to the Carp in the fish pond at Lagoon(Mormon owned amusement park in Utah)! These zealous hungry fools think its bread they are eating, only to swim away to soon realize they cannot dive for life sustaining water bound oxygen because they are filling with the gassy fizz from the alka-seltzers that they so rabidly ate minutes earlier!
The next morning the grounds keeper scoops the floating dead carp from their ironically watery graves! So will the grounds keeper of the mo'chat rooms do soon, scooping up the left behind dead and decaying testiphonies that could no longer live in the thinking person's hearts and heads!
Rejoice fellow truth mongers! The year of the exmormon is upon us! We no longer have to lie in wait to "deceive" ... they line em up to CHAT with us!