#BOMY. Black Olives Matter, Y’all.
That comment was recreated verbatim via the BRC LGF Archives and The Nil Stooge Secret Little Green Footballs Comment Resurrection Tool. It’s LGF comment 12528 on post 00955419.
Once it was discovered that Charles Johnson had been deleting posts and modifying others, The Late Nil Stooge did some amazing work as a senior member of the BRC. There were some behind-the-scenes discussions on whether or not the BRC should use Nil Stooge’s templates to fabricate LGF comments (and even entire thread). The consensus was no, as it would undermine the credibility of the BRC, and it was unethical to do so, unless it was for recreation of comments and threads that had been memory-holed.
Times have changed, so here’s the question.
Charles destroyed his own credibility years ago, but fabricating comments and posts, even if they’re done as satire, may be dangerous because it could affect his income. Our Boy has some funny friends willing to pony up for lawfare.
And since someone downstairs wanted a post about gardening, there you go.
How miserable must one be to bemoan the greatest purveyor of Liberty and Prosperity the world has ever known?
God Bless America!
El Gusano takes a stroll down Memory Lane.
(Psst… Mr. Hoover/@nicdanger619… she was an ex-porn star… her LGF nic was
Iceweasel Asswhistle… pass it on…)
From his first post at Little Green Footballs to today, El Gusano has been an enigma,. One minute he appears to be un cognoscente, the next minute he’s bashing his head on worn Naugahyde and comes back with a double-barrel load of stupid.
That’s El Gusano’s first comment on Little Green Footballs. For several years after, he proceeded to spam the LGF comments at a rate previously unheard of [60 posts per day average].
But that was then, and this is then, too.
No he didn’t, Gus, and there was no agreement, Gus, but it’s a step in the right direction, Gus. Nothing pleases our Gus because our Gus is a miserable sack of Gus.
Our Gus is an Awesome Gus.
“Can WE do both?” asks Charles The Organizer, and goes back to greasing his Mossberg.
Shaking hands with Charles Johnson would be like squeezing a nerf ball coated with beef suet.
Who’s talking about a land war in Asia, Charles? And how in hell can a Nancy with fake eyebrows give a “death-grip” to anyone?