Shortly after I’d changed the website’s design to this new one with new header, I started getting emails from Best Gore members and general public asking what the story behind the impaled Asian woman roasted on a spit over open fire like a pig was. I diligently responded to each of them but as my mailbox kept getting flooded with the same request over and over, it didn’t take long before it started getting pretty irritating. I’d step away from a computer for 30 minutes only to come back and find that I had 300 new emails. I check what is going on and they are all from Best Gore and as I open one after another, they all keep asking about the same impaled Asian girl being roasted over a fire. While I was responding to the emails that came, hundreds of new ones arrived and each of them asking about the same bloody girl on a spit.
Can you imagine the frustration? I must have responded to good 10,000 of those emails within a few days and new ones just kept coming and coming. I did nothing whole day but respond to god damn questions all asking the same god damn thing. After a few days of this insanity, I started having enough of it. Every man has his limits and I think that after 10,000 emails asking the same thing sent to me within a span of a few days, my limits were crossed.
Guess what happened next? I was officially frustrated beyond reckoning, yet motherfuckers would still not give it a break. I had fucking nightmares about those emails chasing me in out of control numbers whole night. Then I’d wake up in the morning, open my mailbox and find that 1,200 new emails were received. I see that each of them came from Best Gore so I’d just think to myself: “I seriously hope they’re not about the same fucking woman being roasted on a spit like a pig”. I mean, after answering so many emails, you’d think people would give me a break right? Wrong! I was ready to break spines. You can only push a man around for so long before he snaps…
Anyway – I kept my cool and responded by not responding, but had enough of it. I simply had to quit. I couldn’t do it anymore. Imagine the “Are we there yet?” donkey asking you the “Are we there yet?” question for weeks on end minute after minute and just on and on and on. And imagine that after you’re sure your head’s about to explode if you hear the “Are we there yet?” one more time, the donkey intensifies the abuse and starts asking the question every 30 seconds? Nonstop. You’d pray he’d say something else – just for one god damn second… but no. Mother fucker would not give it a break and just keep going: “Are we there yet?” That’s what it was like with me and that girl on a spit.
Surely enough, I was pushed to a point that I had to disable the contact form just to take a fucking break from this bullshit. Eventually I had to break some of the features of the contact form to keep its use restricted. At present time, the captcha is purposefully broken so only logged in members can send messages. And if any of the 20,000 members registered to comment breaks the unwritten rule of giving me a fucking break from being asked about a girl on a spit, that would be the last time he/she was allowed to comment on Best Gore. Seriously, enough is fucking enough.
So here I am now creating a page dedicated to the impaled Asian girl being roasted over a fire on a spit like a pig and I’m doing it solely to spite each next mother fucker who would still feel inclined to poke me with their prick. You couldn’t give it a fucking break and wait your time before I get a chance to explain the story behind it, so I’ll deliberately avoid answering it here and will make sure the answer cannot be found on any other part of the website. “Are we there yet?”
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