Lolcow Melinda Leigh Scott & Marshall Castersen - Sue-happy couple. Flat earth conspiracists. Pretending to be Jewish. Believe Kiwi Farms is protected by the Masonic Order. 0-6 on lawsuits. Marshall is dead.

This is like, what, the 5th time you said this. And you're still hovering around passing out autistic stickers.

If this place is a I demonic and terrible, ask yourself this: why do you jeep coming back here?

If you want to keep shit talking here cause you love us but have left something on in the oven, okay, why not just say so
It's because Melinda suffers from Stockholm Syndrome. I have studied this specimen closely and she exhibits every sign of falling in love with those who abuse her. She can't even keep herself from not talking to The Stalker. What makes her think she will keep away from da farms?
 
This is like, what, the 5th time you said this. And you're still hovering around passing out autistic stickers.

If this place is so demonic and terrible, ask yourself this: why do you keep coming back here?

If you want to keep shit talking here cause you love us but have left something on in the oven, okay, why not just say so
lol as if she cooks using anything except a microwave. Her oven probably has a family of raccoons living in it.
 
It's because Melinda suffers from Stockholm Syndrome. I have studied this specimen closely and she exhibits every sign of falling in love with those who abuse her. She can't even keep herself from not talking to The Stalker. What makes her think she will keep away from da farms?
Yeah but I want her to start asking herself this

You rated the quoted post autistic, Melinda. So you disagree you like abuse, I presume. So what the fuck are you doing, then?
 
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Melinda, its okay to have a secret romance with da farmz. We are the forbidden fruit. @TamarYaelBatYah

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From the annals of Tamar's pirate journal:

Today, January 5th I landed upon the island of Kiwi Farms. I stayed clear of the island for many years until I saw them burning The Torah on their sacrificial mountain. I came heavily armed. The greeters claim Marshall is here but I haven't seen him yet. I believe that is bait to lure me into their forests. Immediately I noticed there is a strange smell in the air, almost like rotting bodies and death. There are little piglets running wild. I have spotted many zombie like demons walking around. The zombies seem to be preoccupied with masturbating and sacrificing sexless women to appease their sun dieties. They speak a bizarre mix of paganese and christendom. The zombies speak the same tongue of demons that I heard back in my earlier travels. I also think I spotted The Stalker man lurking in the bushes they call "buttons".

The zombies seem to have a small troupe of attackers that jump out of bushes. They seem to be made of some kind of thin substance that appears like vapor mist. Sometimes from behind their bushes they tell out that they know I am a breeder of Adamkind. Their inscriptions on their temples say they kill female breeders.

I have been careful to bring my best weapons. So far their power has been weak, mostly reinforced only by piglets. There is little food here.

January 8th: I have been on the island 3 days now. I have left the port for food...and returned more than once to finish my observations. The stench on the island has gotten worse. The zombies and greeters have often appeared with bizarre gadgets that appear to look like telescopes, but the lenses have no light in them. The telescopes are often pointed at me from behind the bushes. I have not seen them turn the telescopes toward the greeters, the piglets or the zombies.

Yesterday I saw their Prince. He was marked on his forhead with a "P" and appeared to have several wives. The Prince has a twin and also is marked with the same P. All of the royal females on the island walk behind the men. Some of the females appear to be captured slaves and live in cages behind the bushes.
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Great topic!

I absolutely believe in Textual Criticism. In fact, I've done some research on the differences in The Samaritan Torah and the MT. I do believe there are some scribal forgeries in the MT. One passage that I've always suspected to be a forgery in the MT, I then learned never appears in the Samaritan version. But I go by a methodology where I use agreement between texts to figure out what is truth
I use texts merely as a guide for my beliefs for one simple reason: humans are flawed, and their works are too. and they always will be. Because of this, no religious texts can fully be trusted. It is up to each individual to decide their beliefs. If they use religious texts? that's their choice. God gave us free will for a reason.

That said, this proves something. You aren't completely insane. You have a modicum of sanity inside you. I'll let the farms take that as they will.
 
From the annals of Tamar's pirate journal:

Today, January 5th I landed upon the island of Kiwi Farms. I stayed clear of the island for many years until I saw them burning The Torah on their sacrificial mountain. I came heavily armed. The greeters claim Marshall is here but I haven't seen him yet. I believe that is bait to lure me into their forests. Immediately I noticed there is a strange smell in the air, almost like rotting bodies and death. There are little piglets running wild. I have spotted many zombie like demons walking around. The zombies seem to be preoccupied with masturbating and sacrificing sexless women to appease their sun dieties. They speak a bizarre mix of paganese and christendom. The zombies speak the same tongue of demons that I heard back in my earlier travels. I also think I spotted The Stalker man lurking in the bushes they call "buttons".

The zombies seem to have a small troupe of attackers that jump out of bushes. They seem to be made of some kind of thin substance that appears like vapor mist. Sometimes from behind their bushes they tell out that they know I am a breeder of Adamkind. Their inscriptions on their temples say they kill female breeders.

I have been careful to bring my best weapons. So far their power has been weak, mostly reinforced only by piglets. There is little food here.

January 8th: I have been on the island 3 days now. I have left the port for food...and returned more than once to finish my observations. The stench on the island has gotten worse. The zombies and greeters have often appeared with bizarre gadgets that appear to look like telescopes, but the lenses have no light in them. The telescopes are often pointed at me from behind the bushes. I have not seen them turn the telescopes toward the greeters, the piglets or the zombies.

Yesterday I saw their Prince. He was marked on his forhead with a "P" and appeared to have several wives. The Prince has a twin and also is marked with the same P. All of the royal females on the island walk behind the men. Some of the females appear to be captured slaves and live in cages behind the bushes. View attachment 1089599
This is pure, unadulterated autism. But gold star for effort. Keep em coming.
 
From the annals of Tamar's pirate journal:

Today, January 5th I landed upon the island of Kiwi Farms. I stayed clear of the island for many years until I saw them burning The Torah on their sacrificial mountain. I came heavily armed. The greeters claim Marshall is here but I haven't seen him yet. I believe that is bait to lure me into their forests. Immediately I noticed there is a strange smell in the air, almost like rotting bodies and death. There are little piglets running wild. I have spotted many zombie like demons walking around. The zombies seem to be preoccupied with masturbating and sacrificing sexless women to appease their sun dieties. They speak a bizarre mix of paganese and christendom. The zombies speak the same tongue of demons that I heard back in my earlier travels. I also think I spotted The Stalker man lurking in the bushes they call "buttons".

The zombies seem to have a small troupe of attackers that jump out of bushes. They seem to be made of some kind of thin substance that appears like vapor mist. Sometimes from behind their bushes they tell out that they know I am a breeder of Adamkind. Their inscriptions on their temples say they kill female breeders.

I have been careful to bring my best weapons. So far their power has been weak, mostly reinforced only by piglets. There is little food here.

January 8th: I have been on the island 3 days now. I have left the port for food...and returned more than once to finish my observations. The stench on the island has gotten worse. The zombies and greeters have often appeared with bizarre gadgets that appear to look like telescopes, but the lenses have no light in them. The telescopes are often pointed at me from behind the bushes. I have not seen them turn the telescopes toward the greeters, the piglets or the zombies.

Yesterday I saw their Prince. He was marked on his forhead with a "P" and appeared to have several wives. The Prince has a twin and also is marked with the same P. All of the royal females on the island walk behind the men. Some of the females appear to be captured slaves and live in cages behind the bushes. View attachment 1089599
Today a strange woman appeared on our shore. She noticed the pigs we keep for sustenance and started talking to them, showing them an old book that while it contained some wisdom, would be foolish for any modern person to take seriously. Eventually she got frustrated and started jumping up and down and drawing crude pictures in the shit of our noble swine.

Some of our tribesmen tried to explain to her that her old book contained some dangerously out dated information, but it was clear she hadn't read most of it and only believed the parts she found convenient. She could only communicate using a few crude sentences containing incorrect usages of the words "Torah" "pagan" and "sexism". All serious attempts at communication have ceased.

She asked us about another outlander that came to our shores and we pointed to the strange man wearing a paper plate over his face and screaming how he wasn't Marshall. She walked up and said hi Marshall he proceeded to smack her around a bit and put her in a headlock until she screamed that he wasn't Marshall.

We realized she was "touched in the head" and started our righteous mockery. Surprisingly she pulled her pants down and started masturbating furiously at our abuse, disgusting us all. When she finished she said she was leaving our island forever. She then walked behind a small tree and visibly listened to our conversations. Every few minutes she'd come to the fire and say something unintelligible or scrawl a nonsense picture into the sand, then she would say THIS TIME she was totally going to leave forever and went back behind her tiny tree.

Eventually we went to inspect her ship. There we found some semi feral children chained to the walls. They were suffering from malnutrition from where their mother had been neglecting them to spend hours a day on our island acting like the village idiot. The poor children were deformed by inbreeding, and incredibly stupid either by circumstances of birth or being raised by what is perhaps the dumbest woman alive.
 
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From the annals of Tamar's pirate journal:

Today, January 5th I landed upon the island of Kiwi Farms. I stayed clear of the island for many years until I saw them burning The Torah on their sacrificial mountain. I came heavily armed. The greeters claim Marshall is here but I haven't seen him yet. I believe that is bait to lure me into their forests. Immediately I noticed there is a strange smell in the air, almost like rotting bodies and death. There are little piglets running wild. I have spotted many zombie like demons walking around. The zombies seem to be preoccupied with masturbating and sacrificing sexless women to appease their sun dieties. They speak a bizarre mix of paganese and christendom. The zombies speak the same tongue of demons that I heard back in my earlier travels. I also think I spotted The Stalker man lurking in the bushes they call "buttons".

The zombies seem to have a small troupe of attackers that jump out of bushes. They seem to be made of some kind of thin substance that appears like vapor mist. Sometimes from behind their bushes they tell out that they know I am a breeder of Adamkind. Their inscriptions on their temples say they kill female breeders.

I have been careful to bring my best weapons. So far their power has been weak, mostly reinforced only by piglets. There is little food here.

January 8th: I have been on the island 3 days now. I have left the port for food...and returned more than once to finish my observations. The stench on the island has gotten worse. The zombies and greeters have often appeared with bizarre gadgets that appear to look like telescopes, but the lenses have no light in them. The telescopes are often pointed at me from behind the bushes. I have not seen them turn the telescopes toward the greeters, the piglets or the zombies.

Yesterday I saw their Prince. He was marked on his forhead with a "P" and appeared to have several wives. The Prince has a twin and also is marked with the same P. All of the royal females on the island walk behind the men. Some of the females appear to be captured slaves and live in cages behind the bushes. View attachment 1089599
This is cute. Autistic, but cute.
 
Why do you like pirates so much Melinda? Just finished a Black Flag playthrough, maybe? I figured a deeply religious woman like you wouldn't use literal murderers, thieves and pillagers to help convey your messages.
(psst...all good stories have to include pirates)

I haven't seen a woman this thirsty since last Ladies Night at 1:45 am... Whew - Women over 40 and/or women over 240, amirite?
Any takers? Beware - you need to larp as a Jew and/or a lawyer.
 
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