"Morrissey – the thin line between love and hate" - Popbitch

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Morrissey – the thin line between love and hate - Popbitch

...So in honour of the man himself, a Morrissey fan gives us five reasons to hate and five reasons to love:...

 

[Uncleskinny]

Looking back at the link to the TTY article on the Morrissey vs. NME episode, I found this line interesting...

"We were alerted to the fact that the NME were potentially doing a hatchet job on Morrissey on the 16th of November by an anonymous post on morrissey-solo.com. "

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[hand in glove]

Looking back at the link to the TTY article on the Morrissey vs. NME episode, I found this line interesting...

"We were alerted to the fact that the NME were potentially doing a hatchet job on Morrissey on the 16th of November by an anonymous post on morrissey-solo.com. "

P.

Interesting, but certainly not shocking.

 

[Anonymous]

I love Alain and wish Morrissey would bring him back. He is so wonderful and I miss his throbbing bass lines and soaring melodies. It fills me with glee and he is so dreamy like a doll I want to hold and cuddle and molest. He is the be all and end all and I want to bend him over stick my big dog Rover in his four leaf clover hole cause he’s a lucky charm. And I want to hold him in his arms as I just died in his arms tonight as it must be something he said. Just come fly with me as like a bird on the wing and sing lullabyes to me and push baby in baby carriage and name our baby daren.
He is so much more delightful than Jesse. His songs make me float in the air and makes me want to bear his children and be his special one. He is so much better than that hack Johnny and Stephen Street as they don’t make my erection soar like Alain does.
I have his poster on my wall and I masturbate to it hourly. He is a God to me and Morrissey has to bring him back and let me come to the shows and stare at him endlessly. Then I will sneak back stage so I can be his groupie and let him have his way with me.
I know Alain has needs and I want to satisfy them.
He is my hero, my savior, my master and I will do his bidding. And I just can’t put words to how I’ve been affected by all of his great work as I still can’t tell for sure what that might be. My ex gf asked me what Alain looked like and I said I don’t know.

 

[Anonymous]

I love Alain and wish Morrissey would bring him back. He is so wonderful and I miss his throbbing bass lines and soaring melodies. It fills me with glee and he is so dreamy like a doll I want to hold and cuddle and molest. He is the be all and end all and I want to bend him over stick my big dog Rover in his four leaf clover hole cause he’s a lucky charm. And I want to hold him in his arms as I just died in his arms tonight as it must be something he said. Just come fly with me as like a bird on the wing and sing lullabyes to me and push baby in baby carriage and name our baby daren.
He is so much more delightful than Jesse. His songs make me float in the air and makes me want to bear his children and be his special one. He is so much better than that hack Johnny and Stephen Street as they don’t make my erection soar like Alain does.
I have his poster on my wall and I masturbate to it hourly. He is a God to me and Morrissey has to bring him back and let me come to the shows and stare at him endlessly. Then I will sneak back stage so I can be his groupie and let him have his way with me.
I know Alain has needs and I want to satisfy them.
He is my hero, my savior, my master and I will do his bidding. And I just can’t put words to how I’ve been affected by all of his great work as I still can’t tell for sure what that might be. My ex gf asked me what Alain looked like and I said I don’t know.

Satan? Is that you?

 

[Anonymous]

Perhaps as I have alternate personalities. Is this Alain?
Have you come for me to take me in your big burly arms (I think they are burly but not sure).
I want you to be mine and fill me with your gooey delight.
I want to feel your little sperm inside me filling me up with future great guitar players.
I don’t want Jesse’s child or Johnny’s as they are not like you Alain.
You are my hero and I want you. You are the icing on my cake and I want to feel you penetrate me as I’ve not been penetrated in minutes since the male escort left.
I need you Alain so come for me and save me and make me feel all your wonder and delight and let me see for myself if you really are as handsome as I imagine you to be.
You great big stud, my buttock is bent over and protruding and awaits your arrival.

 

[Anonymous]

troll

Spoiler

I am Satan and I am evil as I have powers and I make things happen. I want to cause misery to everyone on this site. I want to infect them like I’m a disease and make their skin burn and their arms fall off and their tongues curl up in their mouths. That is what you all deserve for all you’ve done to my man Morrissey.
I want to use my tail and whip you all until you beg me to stop and then tie you up and bend over and f*** you in your anus as I’m a gay man.
I like this as I’m evil and I make things happen.
There are cobwebs in my head and a spider in my anus and I like it. I want to have sex with the spider as long as it’s a male.
I have 4 penises in my nose, 2 in each nostril which is why I talk nasal and I am proud of it.
I like to torment my ex gf as she thinks I am responsible for everything that goes wrong. And I am. I like to tell it will rain when I know it won’t so she will think it is less humid. So she will get dizzy and fall down and I will say blame me for not making it rain even though she never accused me of that so it makes her get crazy and insane. I like to talk outside her door whenever she is in the shower as I always know this of course with my magical sensor and it makes her crazy and if she’s not in the bathroom then I know I did badly but luckily all those will be forgotten until the next time she is in there. I came up today to make her scream by offering my powers to help her. And then when she screamed at me for causing everything to be wrong I kept her door open so her wrist was squished and her leg was pressed to the chair and therefore her blood pressure would rise. As I am Satan and I make things happen. Then she told me to call the EMT and they told her her blood pressure was too high and they agreed with her that I Satan am the cause of everything bad. They told her to stay away from me, Satan the rest of the day. The ambulances wanted her to go to the hospital because of all the torment I inflicted as her blood pressure was higher than it’s ever been. I was pleased with my achievement as I demonstrated my power to the donut munchers and the ambulance workers. I like to make things happen and what nerve I have to call her shrink a criminal and a quack as clearly he is doing such a wonderful job but my Satanic powers are too strong as I am evil and make things happen.
I want to continue causing bad things to all you snail droppings on here and make everything go wrong for you all as well. I want to flush you in the sewer and make you pay for all your evil deeds against my man Morrissey. I am very jealous that my ex gf loves Morrissey and she keeps his pictures on her wall which infuriates me as she has none of me. And she even gave me my picture back and told me to burn it. A few years ago. What kind of person would put Morrissey on the wall instead of Satan. You people are placemats and I’m going to serve you poison steak and KFC and McD, the way I poisoned my exgf’s Domino’s pizza that she got delivered today. I stuck chloroform in it so she’d get poisoned and I pretended to eat a slice to trick her. I like to make her mind play tricks to fool her that the slice disappeared from my plate. I chew but don’t swallow as I harbor it in my jowls like a squirrel. And I holler that she’s being paranoid as who could possible think that. Certainly not her criminal quack. How about that?
Morrissey needs to be avenged as the site is a cesspit and you are all scum and I hate you all and wish I could have been there when you were born to have induced an abortion to avoid all of your existences. How much happier Morrissey and this site and the world would be without you.
There is a penis in my nose and my ex gf doesn’t want my voice combined with hers as I talk nasal.
I must go now as one of the penises in my nose just exploded and I must wipe the cum from my lips and then reinsert it. Then I will prepare my wrath for you and you know who you are and you know where you are and so do I and I will pry my pitchfork out of my anus long enough to slash and mash you and then stash you in a drawer until you are no more and then I will roar. As I am Satan and I have powers and I make things happen. I holler.

 

[Highronymus Bitch]

Looking back at the link to the TTY article on the Morrissey vs. NME episode, I found this line interesting...

"We were alerted to the fact that the NME were potentially doing a hatchet job on Morrissey on the 16th of November by an anonymous post on morrissey-solo.com. "

P.

So you would mean to imply that this site may have served some function at one point? Brilliant. You make us work that out for ourselves and for you it's quite well done. I'm so proud of you.