Hym "Hahahahaha! I LOVE that that is your response to that question! Ha! 'Stumbled upon.' That is PRICELESS! You know, speaking of magnets, that brings me back to my fat-cock pheromone theory. I bet you a million dollars they have some kind of pheromone-adjacent property. I'm pretty sure I told someone to study that but I'm still waiting on it to get back to me. Hurry it up! "
And without asking any questions ruined my life before it started, likely ruined the life of my mother's boyfriend at the time under false pretenses and now...
Hym "Everyone and their brother can just use the fact the I stumbled across rape porn and a vigilante tracked my location as a 13 year old to refuse my rights in perpetuity until I submit to the will of the people and let you control the nature of my relationships from the shadows I perpetuity? THAT is what's insane. And you clearly accept the terms of matching insanity with insanity so I don't see how murdering your kids isn't par for the course."
A syndrome in which chronic users of stumble upon (involuntarily and out of habit) click the bottom left of the task bar when accessing the internet on web browsers that do not have stumble upon installed.
(v.) Repeatedly sending inane websites dozens or hundreds of times, often in conjunction with accompliaces, to a StumbleUpon user so that it becomes all but impossible for him to surf the sites he wants to.
It took me two hours to get through those pages after those dudes stumblebombed me.