and his friend the nasty blogger who is currently out on police bail.
http://oakhamspillory.blogspot.co.uk/
The Laughing Stock of Oakham - or Scourge of Town and County?
TUESDAY, 15 JANUARY 2013
Another possibility? A humorous look at who the author of oakhamslaughingstocks and OakyTaxiDriver might be? Can you match them to this profile?
The Abuser, the Snide Sniper, the Malicious
Mud-Slinger
There is a special place for this troll. It is Twitter.
parts places, maybe something about his football team, but as a participant
there is only Twitter for him.
he is unaware of punctuation and is as literate as a spoon. He is not, nor ever
will be, capable of using “your” or “you’re” correctly, and the
“they’re/there/their” dilemma is just about enough to make his tiny brain
explode.
He is consumed with envy and hatred of others and assumes that everyone who is a
celebrity of any kind is insanely rich and owns the car and the jacuzzi that he
covets. Not that he’d ever use the jacuzzi. The only time he got near one, he
chickened out then sulked for the rest of the day.
He tracks down the slebs on Twitter (something that
takes him HOURS) and uses his special talent (that of illiteracy) to write them
nasty messages, out of the blue, to (we must presume) try to make them cry. He
has a special, inexplicable loathing for comedians:
“@comedianA your a cnut you used to be funny your not
know”
“@comdianB i hope youre dog dyes you wanker”
“@comdeianC your fat as your’e wifes”
Occasionally, the barely literate troll will find
another barely literate troll and will goad the other with:
“@barelyliteratetroll1 you should tell @comedianA hes
a cnut its a right laf”
“@barelyliteratetroll2 I got blocked by him already
the basstard LOL”
If ignored, he will go away eventually, giving up Twitter in favour of
more beer.
If toyed with, his insults will get worse, but only the kind of worse that an
illiterate dimwit can achieve… which isn’t much.
Mud-Slinger
There is a special place for this troll. It is Twitter.
parts places, maybe something about his football team, but as a participant
there is only Twitter for him.
Facebook is too ‘sharey’ and nice for him, and he sees
no reason to tell his aunts and cousins on there who he’s doing or what porn
he’s watching, so he steers clear. He won’t troll your blog, as it would
require his first finding your blog and then making the gargantuan effort to
read it, if only the first paragraph. He might drop by the Daily Mail from time
to time, but he can’t be bothered to leave comments there… he knows he’ll be
drowned out by hundreds of other messages by idiots.
no reason to tell his aunts and cousins on there who he’s doing or what porn
he’s watching, so he steers clear. He won’t troll your blog, as it would
require his first finding your blog and then making the gargantuan effort to
read it, if only the first paragraph. He might drop by the Daily Mail from time
to time, but he can’t be bothered to leave comments there… he knows he’ll be
drowned out by hundreds of other messages by idiots.
With his Twitter account, he follows a handful people
and is lucky enough to have had a few who followed him by accident. 140
characters to read is about right for his attention span.
His own tweets, however, barely need 80 characters, asand is lucky enough to have had a few who followed him by accident. 140
characters to read is about right for his attention span.
he is unaware of punctuation and is as literate as a spoon. He is not, nor ever
will be, capable of using “your” or “you’re” correctly, and the
“they’re/there/their” dilemma is just about enough to make his tiny brain
explode.
He is consumed with envy and hatred of others and assumes that everyone who is a
celebrity of any kind is insanely rich and owns the car and the jacuzzi that he
covets. Not that he’d ever use the jacuzzi. The only time he got near one, he
chickened out then sulked for the rest of the day.
He tracks down the slebs on Twitter (something that
takes him HOURS) and uses his special talent (that of illiteracy) to write them
nasty messages, out of the blue, to (we must presume) try to make them cry. He
has a special, inexplicable loathing for comedians:
“@comedianA your a cnut you used to be funny your not
know”
“@comdianB i hope youre dog dyes you wanker”
“@comdeianC your fat as your’e wifes”
Occasionally, the barely literate troll will find
another barely literate troll and will goad the other with:
“@barelyliteratetroll1 you should tell @comedianA hes
a cnut its a right laf”
“@barelyliteratetroll2 I got blocked by him already
the basstard LOL”
If ignored, he will go away eventually, giving up Twitter in favour of
more beer.
If toyed with, his insults will get worse, but only the kind of worse that an
illiterate dimwit can achieve… which isn’t much.
Lucy Pepper
