I'm still boring, Jack. Still of no value.
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You pipe down, beggar.
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If it's any consolation, the real Jack is either dead and gone or has no idea that his son, grandson or whoever pretends to be him on the internet for jollies.
But new and amusing? You and I both know that's never going to happen.
You, me, and everyone we know in common or by proxy has given him every opportunity to be a real boy...
Did you see that pick of Jack and whats-her-name cycling along the waterfront back in '12/'13 he tried to pass off as modern day?
Durp.
Betcha five bucks he can't guess how I know. I mean, he won't try out loud, sure. He doesn't have the stones. He'll just pull some other worn out old shit. But I'm telling you he won't be able to guess.
And that,
Makes me smile.
I haven't seen that one, but I've seen others. Man looks like an unfortunate cross between Beldar Conehead and the Swedish Chef, and he's got the cheek to talk shit about the way I look.
Jack's problem is that he's not nearly as annoying as he thinks he is.
That's why he always pesters whoever is willing to respond to him with the same old crap.
So they'll respond to him.
Everyone who didn't just fall of the turnip truck knows the one and only thing ol' jackie boy can't stand is silence.