As requested.
The ball is in your court now.
Unlike you I remember that there are real people behind the screen. I am also not afraid to leave my real ID/email address/something that actually identifies me (such as the profile to the right which you so easily got my uni from) when I say something, because it is my word. How about you? Do you feel the need to denigrate other people… or what you think are just nicknames of no one displayed on the screen… anonymously? Who the heck is Ben anyway? The one who cycles? Who, anyway?
I’ve got a real great idea too. Shall we take it to the next level instead of waiting to run into each other? Huh? Let’s have a good discussion at a café when I get back from the US in about 2 months. I might even bring that forward, just for you, if I deem you important enough to forgo the travel plans I have. Or in NYC in about 2 months if you happen to be in the US at that time.
If you’re unwilling to match, get out of my blog and keep your trap shut if you’ve got nothing of reason to say.
Ah, another thing, if I’ve said it before to you somewhere, obviously you’ve tried to track me down and post your garbage here. Kudos to that (edit: for taking the effort it must have took since I don’t know you) but I’ll say it again because you’re proving the point:
I see no worth in you.
Addendum: I don’t know this Ben figure, but it seems from his words in his comments on What Does That Stand For…? WHAT DOES IT STAND FOR!, that I’ve said something to him somewhere that really hurt his ego some time ago: “I see no worth in it, nor in you”. It would appear thus, that there are people like him who go around tracking others down – inferred so, since I don’t know him at all – even after weeks, just to say something in spite. One really wonders what such people get up to in life. I cannot be sure since I have forgotten, but I have a feeling it was in an online game, called DOTA, where I was hosting one game and probably got very angry at his actions, and for good reason, because he was, again, putting others in the game down, or making the chat quite uncivilised or both, which are pretty much the only reasons why I get angry while hosting a game. If that is true, though, Ben’s actions to date would be simply incredulous! This has been shown to be not the case.
Addendum 2: As for those reasons in the above addendum about me getting angry in games, I’m not alone in expecting people to behave in-game (or on the internet for that matter) like they would in person. I could write another whole post about it, but simply speaking, have a read… (This point was based off Addendum 1, but still stands on its own.)
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Shot is cropped to leave out the barcode and number of the licence. Post is continued from comments in the post What Does That Stand For…? WHAT DOES IT STAND FOR!
4 responses so far ↓
-ben // Monday, March 30, 2009 at 12:36 am |
Oohhhhhh! An entire post for me?
Finally! A reaction!
YES!!!
Actually, to refresh your memory, I beat you at that “game”:
http://pleinelune.wordpress.com/2007/10/24/thioliann/#comment
So, you are wrong again. I am not here seeking revenge. I am just… bored.
Now entertain me!
-ben
P.S. BTW, handsome mug, you got!
P.P.S. So when and where are we meeting for a drink? And what’s on the agenda? The old tired Section 377A thing again? Just so you know, more than a few good gay friends of mine had a lark laughing their butts off reading how your hysterical camp got royally stirred. The repeal is over. Besides, I was never on either camp’s side anyway (terrifyingly obvious if any of you actually passed reading comprehension in primary school). Pick another topic. How about… oh, I don’t know… That Gary Ng is bullshitting and actually taking the locals (and some segments of the local media) for a ride (like I did with you fine folks)?
P.P.P.S It would be great if you can rope in sieteocho as well. He’s been ignoring me since our last tussle over at pleinelune’s, that callous bastard
P.P.P.P.S “The ball is in your court now.” See? You have your “games,” I have mine. This is my idea of a game. Play ball!
Ambrose // Monday, March 30, 2009 at 4:16 am |
Just to humour you,
For your 12:36 comment,
1. I do not intend to discuss 377A, sorry to not humour you, but I’m long over that. On that issue I know where I stand.
2. I neither know nor care who Gary Ng is.
3. I neither know nor care who sieteocho is. You can hunt him down youself.
4. It is very easy to reach me for ball. You have already found my blog. Doesn’t mean I have to play though.
Now for your 3.14am comment (who the heck waits 3 hours to do that again!)
1. Where are the threats and name-calling? Can you please point them out? If you’re talking about “get out of my blog”, thank you for making my point, but as author of the blog I decide what goes through and what doesn’t. I’ve engaged you enough.
2. You haven’t matched. Where’s your mugshot? That proves your ID? AND again just to humour you, I can’t beat you up if I don’t know your face.
3. Did you just assume I idolise LKY? What?
4. Didn’t you realise the café invitation was sarcastic. Maybe that wasn’t obvious enough, but, I thought you were well-versed in all forms of humour judging by your post.
Finally, get over it already, and stop stalking me online. TWO YEARS! You still haven’t got over Pleinlune’s blog? zomgwtfbbq.
(edit: you can trash all the above if you like, what’s below is what’s now important)
Now on to more serious [!] business,
I’ll let you write the story for me now, *bows*. You’ve one last chance to put whatever you want here and I’ll put it up as a post or maybe do a summary. I think even you deserve some cyber-airspace (edit: on this blog) to express yourself. I will block further attempts though so it’d better be good. Oh, I’m feeding the troll, gasp. Seems like at the end of the day my only fault is not having the sense of humour you’d like, but then again I fail at humour. So?
BUT please make your last shot funny as hell because I’m starting to get a good laugh too from your pointing out (edit: correctly!) that I lack a sense of humour (edit: and also for the reasons that I’ve already left on your blog. And for the other folks who are reading this, you’ll have to read -ben’s post on his blog about me, comments included, to get the full picture. The link is in one of his comments).
Btw about your post, I’m not trying to steamroll you, I’m just deciding what goes on or not on my blog in accordance with the blog’s intent. So far I’ve been kind to you *gives you an angry face*. rofl (edit: I read your link! Gimme some credit! LoL)
P.S.: I did find your last 2 images funny, but to find it funny hinges on a very important assumption that both you and I shared the same following sentiment ingrained from young: cat always vs dog, and cat vs dog stuff = lol. In the case of your comment about NTU – I did not share the same sentiment, or exactly the same sentiment, as you.
P.P.S.: Only two postscripts lah, raise the bar x1. Now match! LoL.
-ben // Monday, March 30, 2009 at 3:14 am |
If you’re unwilling to match, get out of my blog and keep your trap shut if you’ve got nothing of reason to say.
Tsk! Tsk! Such language unbecoming of a self-professed gentleman! (comment #98)
Almost 2 years since and you still haven’t changed for the better; still substituting threats, mindless name-calling, and invectives for logical arguments. Is this what you called thinking?
Oh, I’ll match, all right. That’s the logical trajectory from your posturing from October 26, 2007, anyway. So much for your denigrating Alfian Sa’at as a barbarian then, eh? (comment #98 again. Pesky, eh?). So much for your wish (and most fervently expressed on your blog too!) to be different from your countrymen. But at the end of the day, you are simply one of them.
Well, I can’t say I blame you: you are merely following a great example:
Supposing Catherine Lim was writing about me and not the prime minister… she would not dare, right? Because my posture, my response has been such that nobody doubts that if you take me on, I will put on knuckle-dusters and catch you in a cul de sac… Anybody who decides to take me on needs to put on knuckle-dusters. If you think you can hurt me more than I can hurt you, try. There is no other way you can govern a Chinese society (Lee Kuan Yew)
Source:
http://catherinelim.sg/2009/03/23/whos-afraid-of-catherine-lim
So, when do you plan on beating me up?
-ben
P.S. I think knuckle-dusters are illegal in Singapore, so you might want to leave them behind in New York. Try something like expired bagels. Yeah, those are mighty hard, pack a punch, and would go through the customs baggage X-ray inspections.
P.P.S. A post for you too!
http://tinyurl.com/ca4yt6
P.P.P.S. I think doing all these postscripts is tiresome business. Don’t you think?
-ben // Tuesday, March 31, 2009 at 1:52 am |
Doesn’t mean I have to play though.
After all that work?
What do you think I’m?
Jake DeSantis?
Are Singaporeans that uncharitable?
Can’t you at least even pretend to be angry?
Like… I’m dying here — throw me a bone, man!
Unlike you I remember that there are real people behind the screen.
I take offense to that. If I didn’t know that, you think I’d have lifetime subscription plans to webcam girls? I maybe a troll, but I certainly can tell the difference between real people and hentai, ok?
Do you feel the need to denigrate other people
Umm… I think that falls under the general definition of a troll.
2. I neither know nor care who Gary Ng is.
Gary Ng? Gary Ng is to males what Octo-Mom is to females, except that while she receives, he gives.
3. I neither know nor care who sieteocho is. You can hunt him down youself.
I think sieteocho just re-appeared. Something about expensive Vietnamese brides and cheap lube
http://tomorrow.sg/node/view/9715#comment-6478933
Finally, get over it already, and stop stalking me online. TWO YEARS! You still haven’t got over Pleinlune’s blog? zomgwtfbbq
Dang it.
Stop painting me as a stalker.
Umm… I don’t even know who you are, nor do I wish to.
(No, seriously. Unless you’re Felicia Chin’s godbrother or something…)
Like I said, I’m bored, sieteocho has gone missing (damn fool last mentioned something about digging through a dam with a shovel in Jakarta or something), so I went through logs of our old tussles…
…and there you were
As for pleinelune…
(Oh, yes, we do, pleinelune, if you’re reading this. Surprise! Surprise!) So, the next best thing is to gather more mutual acquaintances to perhaps change her mind, and not discriminate against me just coz I’m one of those repressed, chauvinistic, Singaporeans who — through no fault of his own — happens to be a natural law theorist…
I mean, honestly, who can ever get over that gal?
The diva-fashionista-one-hot-mama is forever prancing on and on about handbags, shoes, make up, epilators, vibra… err… moving on…, sweat-soaked tank tops heaving under the burden of 10 km marathons and swaying rain dances; gushing and prophetizing over TV plots, MTV plots, love plots with other girls (hubba! hubba!), lap dances, chiquita bonita Tila Tequila, LAWR and sex; with the occasional manicure-ruining, hair-ripping, make up smudging gripefest about memoirs, essays, exams, murderous professors (the sort that make you wanna stick a knife in their back and then throw yourself off a building), modules, fondues (and how they add on to her non-existent waistline); while cursing Heidi Klum, Kelman, Thio, associated rectum-pillager haters, and non-Obama supporters to eternal damnation. She’s every geek’s dream come true! But sigh… she won’t gimme the time of the day. And all this even though we have mutual friends
…and there you were
I’d buy her brain ( http://pleinelune.wordpress.com/2008/03/04/because-we-all-need-to-laugh-at-ourselves ), but I like the rest of her too
I will block further attempts though so it’d better be good. Oh, I’m feeding the troll, gasp.
What?
NOOO000ooo!!!
I bet you’ve been talking to sieteocho, and this is his idea, that no good, bean-counting, penny ante, antisocial jerk
Let me quote a partial definition:
“Trolling is a game about identity deception, albeit one that is played without the consent of most of the players.” (Judith S. Donath)
Oh, I’m feeding the troll, gasp
No, you’re not. Feeding the troll means getting all riled up, worked up, blood pressure skyrocketing, unable to sleep, and complaining to anyone who would listen on the internet (kinda like sieteocho doing a Robert Ho impression on Tomorrow.sg). You are not. Dude, what you are doing is like giving Kryptonite to Superman. You are supposed to get angry, mmmmkay?
Btw about your post, I’m not trying to steamroll you, I’m just…,/i>
See? See? You are not getting it! No explanations! Just get angry! Like look like an über starved big bird, bald from stress-induced hair loss, and threaten to chop my balls off or something. See example below:
http://tomorrow.sg/comment/view/11443
So far I’ve been kind to you *gives you an angry face*.
Honestly, man… I don’t think you’re allowed to make a troll work so hard for so little.
In the case of your comment about NTU – I did not share the same sentiment, or exactly the same sentiment, as you.
What?
How can you not?
The misspelling was hilarious!
[Hey, I like NTU too! I often go there on weekend mornings to heckle passing spandex-clad, logo-emblazoned, pretentious, cliquish, Lance JuiceStrong wannabe poser cyclists — hurtling along at the mind-numbing speed of 3.2 km/h (2 mph) — with screams of, "Yo! Yo Yo! Your pants are too tight! TOO TIGHT!" ... right before they get, oh, overtaken by foreign workers on Urata bikes.
So... yeah.... Set up an outdoor espresso bar on campus to attract more of those atas closet-crossdressers-on-wheels or something. Trolls (and hecklers) love caffeine.]
Hmm… Okay, gotta give you that: differences. Differences. (But you must agree that some people just don’t belong in — over-stretched — spandex, no?)
(Note: if you do indeed wear over-stretched spandex shorts, I get bonus points.)
4. Didn’t you realise the café invitation was sarcastic.
What?
So, no free coffee? (You do realize that this exchange is fueled by overdoses of caffeine, right?)
I know the New York is expensive and world economy is in recession but this is getting ridiculous…
Cheapskate.
*grumble*
This is that penny-pinching, car-transmission-destroying, stall-on-parking-lot-ramp-and-freak-out, sieoteocho’s doing again, isn’ it?
Hahaha… okok I give you time. Haha I manage to stress you ah! Can I count that as +1 for me lol.
Wah gan! You think this is power-leveling ah? Like that also can!!
-ben
P.S. (ow, yeah! Just one!
)
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[9:23 AM]
He stopped getting angry, and is now playing along and laughing instead. He just doesn’t get it. He is supposed to get angry — which makes me laugh. Him laughing doesn’t make me laugh. All that work for nothing. Chey!
CHERYL: MORNING CUZZ!
BEN: mornin
CHERYL: how r u my sporty cuzz?
BEN: oh, ok loh, was trying to troll some dude, but he stopped playing after 2 posts.
CHERYL: hai yoh u ah..all out to kacau ppl again ah
BEN: HAAHHAHAA
CHERYL i feel like sleeping
BEN:ya, i was bored coz a little tired from juggling work and doing ride reports, so i found this link from an old heated online discussion. His blog address was on it, so I went to his blog to stir trouble. Now he not only calls me a stalker, but declares that I am harmless as well
this is terrible!
I have a reputation to maintain!
How can he do this to me?
must… find… new… victims… sigh
CHERYL: hahahahahahhahaahhaa
failed ur mission ah
BEN:: yeah man
what is worse
he is mocking me
i mean
i am a mok!
i do the mocking
he is saying, “ok, i give you ONE CHANCE. ONE ONLY. To post one more troll on my blog. It better be good. It better be your best. Coz’ that’s it. After that, I’m ignoring you.”
CHERYL: lolz
wat rubbish! hahahaha
BEN: I’m the one who should be dishing out the stress here. Not him!
WTF, man? Talk about performance anxiety! He think this is Eminem song ah?
CHERYL: LOLOLOLOL
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All right, back to the regularly scheduled serious posts. End.