Bra1n,
You are the most undeniably shady low rung piece of shit quadruple faced cocksucker that has ever placed himself in a position to run an online community you conniving spine free sociopath. Through your driven hypocrisy and incompetence You have managed to take a fairly active community of entertaining posters and turn it into a PI peddling playground.
Rather curious is your laser focus on a small selection of posts which you say constitute spam when the poster happens to be one that has systematically turned the front of your face into a Chinese wok, yet at the same time, you conveniently ignore the relentless carpet bombing of gaylaming spam when the author happens to be your very own fart huffing bucktoothed pet monkey.
As a matter of fact, you've gone on record praising the efforts of turd flinging primates for their offal offerings to your sinkhole of spastic irrelevance. Contributors such as I post like I'm dead Fred and Lemongo who could certainly give newcomers the impression that Amazingsting is the last Samurai of flametowne by placing their own posts before and after his. By comparison sting is an Earnest Hemingway next to those two helmet fillers and I challenge anyone to prove otherwise. And let's not forget how you yourself have gone Jack of all Tards during the wind down of your increasingly hopeless spam festival with incredibly unimaginative sock accounts like The Puppet of Failure town and that other trash spreading insect that I won't even bother naming.
Your hypocrisy certainly knows no bounds does it? But I can certainly see why you choose to surround your delicate ego with dimwit forum cheese pushers such as johnny and Feral and the clusters of bacteria I mentioned above. Makes perfect sense for you to shelter dregs like that behind your evening gown while banishing capable posters for activities which fall well above the waterline these spam bunnies have established as shitposting on autopilot vs entertainment. No doubt it's their permanent IQ vacancies that appeal to your insatiable need to feel superior no matter the context which keeps you promoting that type of forum flora at your incestuous penile implant colony of unbearable boredom.
In some ways I do applaud your efforts as a website admin Brain, I really do. It's not every day you get the opportunity to watch a delusional narcissist peddle his complete lack of common sense off as some form of higher intellect despite failing miserably each and every time an issue arises which requires the use of a functioning brain to resolve. Congratulations on spending the last 15 years of your life proving the word brain can be used as a contronym you emotionally stunted douchebag.
But wait, just when we all thought you couldn't sink any lower, You purposely swan dive to depths even deep sea rig operators would believe unattainable.
Out of all the sewage wading wildebeests vying to stuff their snouts up your wanting asshole, you went and fell in love with Harvey Weinstein in drag. Lmao, Good for you. Now the two of you undesirable diaper soakers can spend your weekend evenings by her kennel running your girly fingers through her back fur while she in turn lovingly bursts your tit pimples. I have no doubt when you get to the point where you're probing her nostrils in search of edible treats the scent of your freshly applied nail polish will release sexual juices somewhere deep within her condom cemetery which haven't been smelt since the Beastie boys were a thing.
I'm not sure if you should thank the nurse or begin litigation for spiking your testicular atrophy therapy with the types of powerful hallucinogens needed to make a normal person swoon over a face that should be used to frighten cancer cells out of living beings. But hey, to each is own. If you desire a harelipped ogress who can only blunder out of her hut in peace on Halloween without having to hiss and growl at local villagers brandishing pitch forks and burning torches then by all mean let her ride your turkey chin and ooze till you pass the fuck out.
Happy 404 to your shit site and may you and your biker bar bouncer with the cheesy weave find anthrax under your bed sheets and die painfully ever after.