[LadyCPlum]

I say what what in the butt, I say what WHAT in the BUTT

[SiobhanOLS]

Originally Posted by PTSD Is My Life ↗

why so pleasant? personally I would not be so benevolent as to remove the testis prior to the placing of them in the lovely bubbly & fizzy stinging water... at least he would dance whilst it was working away on him, and everyone knows that dancing makes you happy......

I have personally witnessed the horrors the human being can do to another far too many times for one mind to cope with... hence my name on here...I think I have yet to see that which is suitable for a child rapist...although I studied a certain set of twins who came from the border regions of Iran and Iraq or possibly Libya or maybe Turkey, nobody really knew where they where "from" after reading and seeing photographs of their handiwork carried out in almost every European city (they undoubtedly and became master torturers in the middle east where the most heinous of these people are valued by the closed countries) they had the amazing ability to to the clever administration of pain killers and blood coagulants and would set up all the intravenous delivery systems whilst the victim was drugged usually during some hush hush sex game so they knew that he wouldnt have told the office the truth about where it was they where going, when they where brought around by the introduction of a certain type of drug they would awake in a plastic bubble in what looked like an operating room with a mirror above them and more often or not the tongue (shhh don't wake the neighbours after all its a posh hotel) and eyelids removed so they could not close their eyes as the work was carried out they had the ability to skin someone alive and the victim would be told what was going to happen i.e. they where going to start removing body parts until all these buckets are full, they will then be left to live or die in the room with enough medication for 24-72 hours giving the happy chappies time to leave and get their paychecks. Remember these where not personal killings, these where highly skillful surgeon/torturers ad each victim was just a "contract" as they worked for money and the payee got what he paid for on top of the information they required (if any) they would also receive the video tapes of the main aspects of the procedure which could last for days with the people taking a week or more to ultimately die and longer to be found in the long term rental suite in the top end hotels it is common place for there to be no room service at all as the suites users ususaly bring their own slaves errr whoops er servants with them and they contain laundry and cooking facilities "in situ".

These men where the inspiration for the torturers who acted as gay lovers to some high up person and there is a reasonable description of their kind of work in the book called "Head Hunters" that came out in the mid 1990's I think... I no longer have my copy I sent it to a mate for something to read whilst he was on tour in Iraq..he in turn sent me videos of the torture of captured brits..check the book out, pretty scary when you know it is actually based on an real unit that was active throughout the 1980's they "dropped off the radar" as the military say in the early 1990's they probably received a bit of what the dealt in....Karma and all that!

Whew! Take a deep breath, friend. Try some punctuation? I literally ran out of breath reading that as it felt like one looooong sentence done with a single breath.

[PTSD Is My Life]

I detest abusers of all kinds be it sexual, physical, mental or what ever.
It doesn't matter to me, I detest them all as they all ruin others lives for their own pleasure.
They also tend to moan like hell when somebody does something back to them intentional or not.

I ramble when I write so feel free to stop right here! The below contains nowt but the contents of a letter from the early 1800's about dealing with the unruly who and where it was from and how it was discovered.....

My mother (a former nurse) collected old medical books, some of which where very old and of scientific and medical significance. It was in one of her rarest and most valuable books she found something tucked away in the book.
It was a letter of 2 (maybe 3) pages that had been stored in a roughly the last 1/4 of the book and probably used as an often re-read bookmark.
It contained a rather touching congratulatory message written in beautiful script handwriting from a Surgeon father to his Doctor/Surgeon son who was soon to be taking up a new Teaching post at the Royal Collage for Surgeons in the early 1880's. It contained information about the "rooms" which had been acquired for him within the confines of the collage, how his personal effects had been forwarded and dealt with by his newly appointed man servant who came highly recommended and would meet him at the coaching house etc etc whilst a wonderful insight into the gifted life of the upper classes it also contained a wonderful description of how to deal with the less well adjusted members of society, It went something like this:

The most pleasant teaching aid for the unruly and disruptive student is to counsel them, gain their trust, show them the affection they may miss from home, give them understanding and responsibility as it will increase their feeling of self worth.

Alas whilst above is very true, when faced with a class of 50 or more and little time to spare the most time efficient and effective method in my experience has always been a damned big stick. It straightens them out for life a good beating or two...

As for when your "out walking" you are never to be alone, you are to at all times carry your cane, whistle and pistol, if a blast on the whistle or a thrashing with the cane fails to warn them off do not waste powder and ball on a warning shot!

it then returned to 1880's things about the estate, farming the building of new cottages, the pulling down of illegal shacks set up by a group of traveling Irish and onto Mother and her garden etc

Oh how the world has changed!
If memory serves me well the book dated to the 1660's and was incredibly rare as it was written in English (Ye Olde Worlde hard to understany Englishery mind ye) as well as the almost universal medical language of the day, Latin. Thus making it not only rare but very valuable...but like most people with a passion for things she refused to be swayed by the monetary value and gifted it along with many exceedingly old and valuable books to various medical museums and medical libraries "for the good of all".
Me? I probably would have sold them at a reasonable price for the good of the museums and ME!

[PTSD Is My Life]

Originally Posted by SiobhanOLS ↗

Whew! Take a deep breath, friend. Try some punctuation? I literally ran out of breath reading that as it felt like one looooong sentence done with a single breath.

Sorry, I take quite heavy medication due to an injury received whilst at work, this can make me ramble away especially when heavily dosed up on morphine and other prescription opiates!
To be honest, I was more more of a fighting man than a writer. Though I am finding myself putting more of my past into the written word as a form of therapy for my PTSD.
I often write enormous amounts of information down about where I have been, and often go into fine details of the horrors I witnessed man do to other men women and children.
And when after hours of typing I just select all and delete the lot. Other times I do press the send button, but due to the a4 page size ramblings i reckon few bother to actually read them!

For you, I will try to use punctuation a lot more, god only knows what went on that night because I have to agree it was a train wreck of words!

[LadyCPlum]

Originally Posted by PTSD Is My Life ↗

Sorry, I take quite heavy medication due to an injury received whilst at work, this can make me ramble away especially when heavily dosed up on morphine and other prescription opiates!
To be honest, I was more more of a fighting man than a writer. Though I am finding myself putting more of my past into the written word as a form of therapy for my PTSD.
I often write enormous amounts of information down about where I have been, and often go into fine details of the horrors I witnessed man do to other men women and children.
And when after hours of typing I just select all and delete the lot. Other times I do press the send button, but due to the a4 page size ramblings i reckon few bother to actually read them!

For you, I will try to use punctuation a lot more, god only knows what went on that night because I have to agree it was a train wreck of words!

Hand some of that shit over, I've got Stage IV endometriosis that makes me feel like my body is wrapped in barbed wire!

[Zambini]

I have Acute Vodkhitis

[DifJuz]

I'd loved to have done this to Jimmy Savile

[kilyurselph]

Well I don't know if the story is true or not, however given the fact that he is one of those idiots. Who walk around with what looks like the little lip guards from baby pacifiers tied to the ends of his braids or dreadlocks or what ever the homies are calling them these days. I'm gonna say he was quite deserving of a thorough slashing. And that is one hell of a slashing.

On a serious note, this looks more like a vicious penitentiary shanking in one of America's many prisons. In fact, a good shanking these days are as American as apple pie.

[t18amgr]

Its great that people all seem to agree about molesters even though they may differ on other things on this site. TO HELL WITH MOLESTERS.

[jinzo]

Child rapists are extremely calculated theres no way this story is true!No molester would do that with the mother present in broad daylite