Sorry, but now I see this she-male trying to make a buck. This "person" has been agenda driven since day 1. Time to call "it" out. Now you are seeing the truth come out. Get popularity as a female poster, to start your own forum.
She has her blind allegiance of followers at c-Lo's joint. They are always quick to dismiss anything that revelas the truth about "her", because "she" has them in this trance. They are now incapable of thinking for themselves. "OH Roxy, you know I will always love you. Dont listen to the haters of the world." LMAO. Facts are facts. And they are listed below.
Phone calls do nothing. Absolutely nothing. Nada. All this "Yeah, I know Roxygurl, I talk to her on the phone." OR "I know Roxygurl, so and so said he knows her. But Ive never seen her. And for all I know, so and so that told me that he knows her, I've never met him before either so he could be a roxyghost." Or now my personal favorite, "Yeah I heard on radio roxygurl was in attendance."
You're like Big Foot. Nobody has ever seen you.
RoxyDyke, post a few more pictures of you. You're obviously not shy. You obviously have no problem posting pictures of yourself on MySpace. Why can't you dig up a few more? Girls have 1,000's of pictures.
I have a few questions for you, you red hot party animal bi-sexual smoking hot blonde that likes to handicap sports (LOL):
1) You're not shy. Cut the crap. You go to Vegas and have the time of your life. You're bi sexual. You talk about squirting. GSpot orgasms. You make a myspace account, and apparently post pictures of yourself. You apparently party all of the time and have tons of friends. Every girl I know on the face of the earth that shares any of the characteristics mentioned above has AT LEAST 50 pictures of themselves online. Why cant you post 5 or 6 more? You're obviously computer literate. You obviously have pictures. You obviously have the time. You have a myspace account. You're familiar with the interface. You've posted pictures before (LOL). People have apparently already seen you. So the ice has been broken there. What's the hold up?
2) How come you have about 70 friends on myspace, and only about 20 of them are actual real people. (The other 50 are fake celebrity impersonators). Of the 20 real people. Maybe 4 live in San Diego. Everyone else is from another part of the US. For a red hot smoking blonde that squirts, is bisexual, has loads of friends, you dont have many at all. It's pretty easy to do a search on myspace, input "20-40 years old, bisexual, and or lesbian" and then just try to be friends with everyone that pops up and see who bites. Now you have your facade of a friends list - all penpals. Half of them are fake just like you.
3) How come not one single person on your friends list has a picture of you? Just basic girl shit. "Heres a picture with my friend Gina, partying our asses off in Vegas." "Here's a picture of me and Gina at the beach." Nobody has seen you. Nobody has a picture of you. You met everyone online. Why? Cuz you're either a man, or a huge dyke. The kind of dyke that is so ugly, that they are a dyke-by-default, not by choice. You are either really overweight, ugly, and now a liar, or one of those really skinny dykes, with the boy haircut, baggy pants, lesbian pride-type.
You know the truth? Nobody would hate you for that. People dislike you for being a liar, and trying to pull one over on people. Finkle and einhorn. Your gun is digging into my hip.
4) How come nobody on your friends list has ever seen you before?
"You sound like a sweet person." "Have a great day." "You must be as beautiful as you sound." "Thanks for teaching me how to add smiley faces." "Thanks, have a great day." "I hope you had a fun time at ___________(insert location)." "Just stopping by to say hi."
Not normal shit like...
"We need to go to Vegas again, that was a blast."
"Man you squirted all over me last night. Let's have more g-spot orgasms tomorrow." (LOL)
"Me, you, and a mule, again this weekend, at the beach. Be there again or be square."
"Whats up you slutbagger, lets get some drinks tonight and go to Jeremy's house again."
5) Your pictures on your profile are like a CSI episode re-run. One minute they are there, then they are not, then you are exposed, then they come off, then they are back up, then one is left on but another is taken off.
a.The first picture is a picture perfect glamour shot, of some poor lady probably at home with a wife and kids. She dressed up and took a professional photo. And you act like that is you headed out for the night and some regular person took that photo. You must have friends that are professional photographers. And if you take that kind of a picture, you must have more good ones in the stash.
b.Your picture at the beach, which is of a completely different person, was so out of focus, blurry, and so far away, you thought you could put that one on there and get away with it. When I called you out, it came flying off the website.
c.Your other picture is a classic. The one of a playboy playmate looking girl that you passed around the internet saying it was you. Then you got called out, and everyone knew it was a sham. When I was on your friends list, there was a person on your friends list, using that same exact photo as a picture of them. It seems to be the Internet Impersonators picture of choice for when you want to pull one over on somebody. Now that picture is back, and anyone with a half a brain knows that youve now posted 3 pictures of completely different people, all just with blonde hair, and you claimed to be each of them.
The truth is, nobody can vouch for you. Nobody has seen you. Nobody knows you. Just some telephone calls. Everything verbal. Nothing visual. Your myspace page is a bigger sham than that ARod one you have on there.
Apparently, you hate the drama. You hate all of this stuff. You can end it. Post 5 or 6 pictures on there of the same person. It aint hard. But you never do it. EVER. Why? Explain it. Google must be tough on you these days. Cant find any photos of a girl that looks like the one on your myspace. I know, pictures are limited. You cant blow it now. Youve come too far.
People offer to pay for your plane ticket to Vegas? You cant.
People offer to have you over? You cant.
People offer to meet up in Vegas. You cant.
Even you calling people on the phone took awhile, but you realized that they cant see you over the phone, and you might just have the voice to pull it off.
Phone conversations dont cut it. You're mentally sick. You need some help.
She has her blind allegiance of followers at c-Lo's joint. They are always quick to dismiss anything that revelas the truth about "her", because "she" has them in this trance. They are now incapable of thinking for themselves. "OH Roxy, you know I will always love you. Dont listen to the haters of the world." LMAO. Facts are facts. And they are listed below.
Phone calls do nothing. Absolutely nothing. Nada. All this "Yeah, I know Roxygurl, I talk to her on the phone." OR "I know Roxygurl, so and so said he knows her. But Ive never seen her. And for all I know, so and so that told me that he knows her, I've never met him before either so he could be a roxyghost." Or now my personal favorite, "Yeah I heard on radio roxygurl was in attendance."
You're like Big Foot. Nobody has ever seen you.
RoxyDyke, post a few more pictures of you. You're obviously not shy. You obviously have no problem posting pictures of yourself on MySpace. Why can't you dig up a few more? Girls have 1,000's of pictures.
I have a few questions for you, you red hot party animal bi-sexual smoking hot blonde that likes to handicap sports (LOL):
1) You're not shy. Cut the crap. You go to Vegas and have the time of your life. You're bi sexual. You talk about squirting. GSpot orgasms. You make a myspace account, and apparently post pictures of yourself. You apparently party all of the time and have tons of friends. Every girl I know on the face of the earth that shares any of the characteristics mentioned above has AT LEAST 50 pictures of themselves online. Why cant you post 5 or 6 more? You're obviously computer literate. You obviously have pictures. You obviously have the time. You have a myspace account. You're familiar with the interface. You've posted pictures before (LOL). People have apparently already seen you. So the ice has been broken there. What's the hold up?
2) How come you have about 70 friends on myspace, and only about 20 of them are actual real people. (The other 50 are fake celebrity impersonators). Of the 20 real people. Maybe 4 live in San Diego. Everyone else is from another part of the US. For a red hot smoking blonde that squirts, is bisexual, has loads of friends, you dont have many at all. It's pretty easy to do a search on myspace, input "20-40 years old, bisexual, and or lesbian" and then just try to be friends with everyone that pops up and see who bites. Now you have your facade of a friends list - all penpals. Half of them are fake just like you.
3) How come not one single person on your friends list has a picture of you? Just basic girl shit. "Heres a picture with my friend Gina, partying our asses off in Vegas." "Here's a picture of me and Gina at the beach." Nobody has seen you. Nobody has a picture of you. You met everyone online. Why? Cuz you're either a man, or a huge dyke. The kind of dyke that is so ugly, that they are a dyke-by-default, not by choice. You are either really overweight, ugly, and now a liar, or one of those really skinny dykes, with the boy haircut, baggy pants, lesbian pride-type.
You know the truth? Nobody would hate you for that. People dislike you for being a liar, and trying to pull one over on people. Finkle and einhorn. Your gun is digging into my hip.
4) How come nobody on your friends list has ever seen you before?
"You sound like a sweet person." "Have a great day." "You must be as beautiful as you sound." "Thanks for teaching me how to add smiley faces." "Thanks, have a great day." "I hope you had a fun time at ___________(insert location)." "Just stopping by to say hi."
Not normal shit like...
"We need to go to Vegas again, that was a blast."
"Man you squirted all over me last night. Let's have more g-spot orgasms tomorrow." (LOL)
"Me, you, and a mule, again this weekend, at the beach. Be there again or be square."
"Whats up you slutbagger, lets get some drinks tonight and go to Jeremy's house again."
5) Your pictures on your profile are like a CSI episode re-run. One minute they are there, then they are not, then you are exposed, then they come off, then they are back up, then one is left on but another is taken off.
a.The first picture is a picture perfect glamour shot, of some poor lady probably at home with a wife and kids. She dressed up and took a professional photo. And you act like that is you headed out for the night and some regular person took that photo. You must have friends that are professional photographers. And if you take that kind of a picture, you must have more good ones in the stash.
b.Your picture at the beach, which is of a completely different person, was so out of focus, blurry, and so far away, you thought you could put that one on there and get away with it. When I called you out, it came flying off the website.
c.Your other picture is a classic. The one of a playboy playmate looking girl that you passed around the internet saying it was you. Then you got called out, and everyone knew it was a sham. When I was on your friends list, there was a person on your friends list, using that same exact photo as a picture of them. It seems to be the Internet Impersonators picture of choice for when you want to pull one over on somebody. Now that picture is back, and anyone with a half a brain knows that youve now posted 3 pictures of completely different people, all just with blonde hair, and you claimed to be each of them.
The truth is, nobody can vouch for you. Nobody has seen you. Nobody knows you. Just some telephone calls. Everything verbal. Nothing visual. Your myspace page is a bigger sham than that ARod one you have on there.
Apparently, you hate the drama. You hate all of this stuff. You can end it. Post 5 or 6 pictures on there of the same person. It aint hard. But you never do it. EVER. Why? Explain it. Google must be tough on you these days. Cant find any photos of a girl that looks like the one on your myspace. I know, pictures are limited. You cant blow it now. Youve come too far.
People offer to pay for your plane ticket to Vegas? You cant.
People offer to have you over? You cant.
People offer to meet up in Vegas. You cant.
Even you calling people on the phone took awhile, but you realized that they cant see you over the phone, and you might just have the voice to pull it off.
Phone conversations dont cut it. You're mentally sick. You need some help.
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