Maybe it is Devil Inside. When he disappeared kebabomatic started posting more. And devil has some russian blood in his veins (and arteries). or not.
Hello my friends of the free world, thank you for teaching me so many things i need to know. i do not understand sock puppet. I hoping that you not imply i suck puppets of men in toilet facilities next to roads like my cousin Fedya! he go to doctor once with soar throat. he say to doctor give me medication for cold. my throat soar for months. i can not stand anymore. vodka not helping as much as i like. doctor look at throat. i know my friends because doctor tell me later when we drink many vodkas togather and sing many songs. doctor tell fedya that he has sucked too many man sausages and not have cold!!! he laugh very loud at fedya. we laugh later too when drinking vodka and sing very loud many songs. fedya go away a week later because everybody laugh at him. everybody know he suck many man sausages. his face red all day like real communist. we never hear from him anymore. he very rude. not one postcard.
http://www.sciforums.com/showthread.php?p=1111016#post1111016 Fake. Sock puppet/troll/Devil Inside. One of three choices.
kebabomatic: Use of sock puppets on sciforums is discouraged. Please do not create any further sock puppets, or you may be banned.
I can agree that sock puppets can be detrimental to sciforums, but Kebabomental is so obviously not real it seems kind of silly to come down on him/her/it.
This gives me a good idea for a forum. A forum with over the top personalities commenting on life and the world we live in. Role playing for intellectuals. Someone once gave a link to this christian forum. It was obvious fake for the sake of humour. I can't remember the name though.
Kebabomatic asked me to post the following story: hello spuriousmonkey, you have strange name. I russia we have proper names! you should come to russia and drink many vodkas with me and sing. but not today. i am still in hamburg. i found out i am banned from forum. you post story for me, yes! you probably cry many salted tears when found out i was banned but you not worry. i grew up in soviet union and learn many things about oppressive regimes. my grandfather was in gulag. he make many nice paintings of naked women and then one day he make naked woman look like american whore instead of russian patriot. he send to gulag. i not know he was there. my grandmother tell me he dead and spank me when i ask where he is. i was 8 and wild boy on streets of village. i play doctor and nurse with girls in bushes one day and strange man appraoch me. i receive package from strange man. he tell me to keep package secret from family and other people. in it was letter from grandfather!!!! he still alive. He ask me to send his diary of gulag to western world to expose soviet regime. I keep promise. I not tell anyone about package. that night was very cold. I burned diary to keep me warm. You now post my story. I give you my secret package! you not burn it please. My story, by kebabomatic. Hello my friends of repressive regime of forums, i go to internetcafe. i try to log on to this education site. but i cannot log on! I try again and again but no no no no...i get very angry. I could punch someone in face but I am nice guy nowadays so cannot. I look at person next to me. she nice breasted girl. i not punch breasted girls. i go for kebab to calm down. was very good. i feel many better! i go back to internet cafe. I give internet cafe man 1 euro and i pick other computer. i cannot log on! I shout many curse words with my very powerful singing voice. I spit many spit on my computerscreen. I hit keyboard with fists many times till internetcafe man comes and tells me i have to go. I tell him, i not need to go. i have business here. your computers broken. they not work properly. man helps me. he nice turkish man of old age with strong hands and good garlic breath. he probably like kebab. he good man. turkish man says i am probably banned from forum. he says these things happen. i now shout many times agian and very hard. turkish internetcafe man goes and comes back with stick. he smart man. I leave. I go to other internet cafe. this no good internet cafe. it too clean. there is young man at desk and internet very expensive. young man not have garlic breath. he point me to computer. I tell him i not want that computer. screen is broken. it is flat like chest of little girl. he say is not broken, is modern screen. I say i not like it. i tell him screen should be big like chest of russian woman! he turn red in face. he not real man. I send email to spuriousmonkey and ask him to post my story.
