[MissYouLaur]

Most of you should be ashamed of your selves! You didn't even know Lauren, don't judge her for one bad choice that probaly wasn't even her fault. I grew up with Lauren, she was like the big sister I never had, I am deeply hurt but this horrible event and you people are making it worse. You have no idea what she was really like, so if you have don't know what you are talking about don't talk.

[hellinahandcart]

A classic...

[hellinahandcart]

you people are making it worse

Oh, WAAAAAAH!

Since nobody has said a word about this since January 17th, I would say YOU are the one "making it worse", for reasons of your own, which probably have nothing to do with the girl who died.

[FourtySeven]

Yeah, uh, honey, that was pretty lame.

Even by troll standards.

[End Times Sentinel]

That doesn't sound like the Lauren I knew.  Lauren was a compulsive liar that would make up bizarre stories, usually centered around her experiences in "Nam".

I'll never forget the time she and I were dating and I took her out to a fancy Vietnamese restaurant.  As the waiter approached the table, she grew tense and stared directly into his eyes. 

"Wait, I remember you... 1969, Huang Tre province.  I was point of a recon group and we stumbled upon half a platoon of NVA regulars who were dozing in the mid day sun.  I reported back to the Lieutenant and in short order, we unleashed the fury of the seventh ring of hell on those unfortunate bastards.  After the fun was over I took my hunting knife and sawed one of those commie gook's heads off and posed for a photo with it resting on my shoulder.  And you, my yellow friend, are a dead ringer for him.  Could that be your father or brother?"

Needless to say, it made for an uncomfortable remainder of the meal.

You must have her mixed up with someone else... again.

 

Owl_Eagle
”Guns Before Butter.”

[mhking]

Most of you should be ashamed of your selves!

How dare you.

This is not a glad-handed cumbaya forum. This is a place where the news is dissected and analyzed and sometimes excoriated (as are the subjects of said news).

This is a place where honest debate occurs.

You dare to tell us what and who we can and cannot talk about?

You wouldn't dare to come into a local bar where this subject had come up (three months ago, mind you!) and bitch about the locals making statements. You wouldn't dare walk into a newsroom, full of it's gallows humor and bitch about the reporters and editors and writers talking about this. You wouldn't dare go anywhere else to pitch a fit about this -- yet you come here.

You troll. You incessant troll. You have the glaring audacity to try to get up on a tin-foil soapbox to get holier than thou with people whom you've never heard of, nor ever spoken to.

You obviously have one desire: to cause trouble.

You signed up today and obviously did some kind of search for something worth bitching about.

There are certainly far more important things to worry about than your so-called trodden-on feelings.

Have you figured out that we don't believe your pseudo-sob-story?

If you truly are tied to this event, as you claim to be, then a word of advice: this is not the place for you to find catharsis.

But if you are, as I suspect, yet another troll, then I have but one thing to say: F.O.A.D.

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