Hey butt out, this hunk of flaming man is mine. I wrote you a poem to express my feelings:

Speak to me. Take my hand. What are you now? I will tell you all. I will conceal nothing.

When I was three, a little child read a story about a rabbit who died, in the story, and I crawled under a chair: a pink rabbit: it was my birthday, and a candle burnt a sore spot on my finger, and I was told to be happy.

Oh, grow to know me. I am not happy. I will be open: Now I am thinking of white sails against a sky like music, like glad horns blowing, and birds tilting, and an arm about me. There was one I loved, who wanted to live, sailing.

Speak to me. Take my hand. What are you now? When I was nine, I was sentimental, fluid: and my widowed aunt played Chopin, and I bent my head on the painted woodwork, and wept. I want now to be close to you. I would link the minutes of my days close, somehow, to your days.

I am not happy. I will be open. I have liked lamps in evening corners, and quiet poems. There has been fear in my life. Sometimes I speculate on what a tragedy his life was, really.

Take my hand. Fist my mind in your hand. What are you now? When I was fourteen, I had dreams of suicide, and I stood at a steep window, at sunset, hoping toward death: if the light had not melted clouds and plains to beauty, if light had not transformed that day, I would have leapt, I am unhappy. I am lonely. Speak to me.

I will be open. I think he never loved me: he loved the bright beaches, the little lips of foam that ride small waves, he loved the veer of gulls: he said with a gay mouth: I love you. Grow to know me. What are you now? If we could touch one another, if these our separate entities could come to grips, clenched like a Chinese puzzle...

yesterday I stood in a crowded street that was live with people, and no one spoke a word, and the morning shone. Everyone silent, moving... Take my hand. Speak to me

I want to be the one to accept your offer. I want to give you a blowjob and a rimjob and a full reacharound. Lets get gay.

OK I'll blow you. I'll give you a wet BJ you'll never forget. You can blow your load so hard all over me, wherever you want. It is so nice to find another gay user here. Let me know when you want me to perform oral sex on you. I like to fellate really homosexual guys, and u really fit the bill.

The only time I "waste" is skimming over your comments and messages. Because....

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What is your point? Can you sum up your motivation with English words forming a sentence? You have no semblance of sensibility here.

Weak, gutless and Booooooooring. And that's merely defining only your "troll" skills.

I'm "hopeless"?? Good one. That's all you got?

You are not only gutless, you are weak.

Troll.

I don't need to prove anything. Because then it would be about you, wouldn't it? And I would never let it not be about me, right dipshit?

The fact that you have to hide is severely disappointing. The fact that you think you can hide is fucking hilarious.

It's me, me me me... yet, YOU are the one with the problemn here. Gutless.

I'm not "clueless", the clues are scattered everywhere on AGM. You're clueless if you think they aren't. You're sloppy, VERY sloppy. You're sincerely a loser for attempting to battle me over your imaginary "issues" and you're scorned because you're a gutless piece of shit and can't man up - but I wouldn't expect any less from you.

If you think you're going to win this little game only YOU are playing, you're wasting your time by trying to think.

Enjoy not being able to get me out of your teeny tiny useless little mind.

Manny Stiles is your hero! It must feel awful that he doesn't give a shit about taking you seriously. Keep trying, keep trying...

[edit] HA HA!=

Snore.

You ARE that fucking stupid aren't you?

If it's about me, WHO are you making it about? Why did you create this fake personna to make it about me? If I'm the one "who started this" how did I make this about myself??

And tell me exactly "what I've kept up for years" - being myself??? You should try it sometime, gutless.

Yes, I know EXACTLY who you are, dumbass. You think you haven't made it VERY easy to figure it out? Sure, I'll keep acting like HJ is some separate entity because you're such a tool. But here's a news flash: It ain't hard to watch site scout, or google certain words you tend to use over and over or keep track of who is adding /- to my/HJ's comments in bunches with their regular user ID. See, I don't care about minuses - but YOU sure do care about giving me them! It's not hard to figure out who is here and who isn't when the dumbass doesn't cover up his tracks very well.

Give it up. Face it, you're a loser. If you don't think you're a loser, please tell me what a person who would be obsessed enough with Manny Stiles SHOULD be called...

And you're VERY gutless - and far too stupid for your own good.

If I'm the onje "looking for attention", why are you the one making NON-sports comments all over MY articles?

Are you really - REALLY - that fucking stupid and unaware?

You messaged me: "But no matter what you do, everyone will no who kept it going. Who couldn't keep his mouth shut. "

1) Learn how to spell "know" you fucking half-wit illiterate. 2) Everyone will KNOW who keeps this going... because it's YOU, dumbass. You're a gutless piece of dogshit. And everyone already knows that!

Whatever makes you feel like you know what the fuck you are talking about.

[edit] Wake the fuck up

I e-mail Tyrone and Kelsdad (whom I've met in real life) regularly and I still communicate civilly with Jamel on JTJ. Duuuuuuh.

The common thread here is people have a problem with ME, not the other way around. And it actually has little to do with me... because look how many of those user names have had issues with people OTHER than myself too.... duuuuuh.

Ignore truth. ignore reality. Ignore the fact that you are a fucking fool.

You are a fake, a gutless pussy and a waste/drain of energy on this site with NO REDEEMABLE actions or contributions. You want something to change around here? Start by going away.

WTF is this? A nobody harassing me with some deep, knowledgable wisdom/experience on how AGM's community should act and behave. For fucking real?

You REALLY made this shitty/sexual deviate user name to expound some remarkable enlightenment to me and expect me to give a fuck. You thought acting like HJ was going to impress me??? You want me to change? Go fuck yourself a few thousand times and maybe, just maybe I'll consider it. Asshole.

You want some respect? You can't have it from me. You're a fraud, a fake, a fucking gutless fool.

But that isn't anything new is it?

[edit] YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE, DIPSHIT

You created a fake user name

[edit] For one and ONLY one purpose=

JUST to attempt to harass/"pwn" me??? SPECIFICALLY... me?? To garbage up threads with your trolling and retarded links to conversations you can't fathom, then attempt to place them out of context to turn people against me???

Are you fucking kidding me? You think I am "ruining" this site??? Get your head out of your fucking ass, you gutless pussy.

You can't even reach down between your gutless legs and grip enough balls to man up and admit who you are... Pussy. Hide behind your facade and pretend it's working because it ain't fooling me - and a bunch of other peole now know who you are as well, dumbass.

You're dead wrong. You started it and you continue it. And every day that goes by just digs you in deeper, shithead.

Now instead of pretending to be brave enough to face reality and admit YOU caused all of this shit with your petty jealousy, try to backpeddle again... I dare you.

Gutless.

You're gutless.

You can't even man up and show your cowardly face and you're gonna talk trash on ME? Sad.

If anyone is concentrating on being an "asshole", it's ABSOLUTELY you.

Q. What is your motive?

A. To be an "asshole" - Gee, Mr. Pretend to Be Someone Else where have I been called that before... duh.

Get a clue, you sackless piece of shit. You are "pwn"ing yourself.

YOU can't beat me, because YOU are the only one playing a game.

YOU should shut the fuck up or DARE to write about sports yourself.

Why the fuck are you even here? Clearly you don't know shit, you are WAY too emotionally charged to interact with strangers you can't comprehend, you're a horrible pretender and a fucking fake. You imitate me poorly and the fact that your user name indicates you beg for blowjobs on a male-dominated (many of whom are underage) site is disgusting and profane. But I guess that's what I have come to expect from you...

Go read everything I ever wrote and keep picking out the parts you choose to take out of context. I don't care and neither does anyone else. What are you going to do, give me a bad name on the internet? HA HA. You fucking idiot. For a person who reminds me how much I LOVE getting attention you sure do give me more than my fair share of YOUR attention.

You are lice, you are a parasite and you are a fucking loser.

To remind you of my feelings for you: SNORE.

And good luck trying to keep this up... I am who I am. Been doing the same thing ALL MY LIFE. You can't pretend to be some badass you and I BOTH know you aren't going to be able to keep up for very long - ESPECIALLY when you keep fucking up. You are never going to change me acting like a personally scorned, jealous, pathetic immature puke.

Plus, you keep fucking up every time you post anything which makes it VERY easy for me to know exactly who you could be (who I thought you were from day one) and even easier to know exactly who you ARE (I do, dumbass).

You should be ashamed of yourself (once again).