Post #216,329
7/25/05 4:52:27 PM
7/25/05 4:53:16 PM
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It's "Hear, hear", GOD-FUCKING-DAMMIT!
How FUCKING hard can that be to learn, Oh United States of Dyslexia?!?
Oh, and "delectable".
[link|mailto:MyUserId@MyISP.CountryCode|Christian R. Conrad]
(I live in Finland, and my e-mail in-box is at the Saunalahti company.)
Your lies are of Microsoftian Scale and boring to boot. Your 'depression' may be the closest you ever come to recognizing truth: you have no 'inferiority complex', you are inferior - and something inside you recognizes this. - [link|http://z.iwethey.org/forums/render/content/show?contentid=71575|Ashton Brown]
Edited by CRConrad
July 25, 2005, 04:53:16 PM EDT
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Post #216,338
7/25/05 5:26:50 PM
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Look at it this way
You'd be bored out of your mind if we were all as perfect as you. The way I see it, we're providing you a service. We supply countless hours of flaming material. You should be thanking us. Yes. You heard me. ***THANKING US***. Without us to flame, your head might possibly shoot right off your neck from all that pent-up-whatever-it-is.
Your Welcome.
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Post #216,346
7/25/05 5:34:37 PM
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he dont got a neck :-)
Just call me Mr. Lynch \\
Any opinions expressed by me are mine alone, posted from my home computer, on my own time as a free american and do not reflect the opinions of any person or company that I have had professional relations with in the past 49 years. meep
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Post #216,351
7/25/05 5:45:31 PM
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Ooh, good one! But you're not getting any...
...any flame, 'coz that was too obviously on purpose.
[link|mailto:MyUserId@MyISP.CountryCode|Christian R. Conrad]
(I live in Finland, and my e-mail in-box is at the Saunalahti company.)
Your lies are of Microsoftian Scale and boring to boot. Your 'depression' may be the closest you ever come to recognizing truth: you have no 'inferiority complex', you are inferior - and something inside you recognizes this. - [link|http://z.iwethey.org/forums/render/content/show?contentid=71575|Ashton Brown]
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Post #216,370
7/25/05 7:29:45 PM
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In 2002 near Stonehenge was found . . .
. . a 4300 year old burial with an unusual wealth of grave goods for the time. The gentleman buried probably limped badly as he was missing a kneecap. Analysis of his tooth enamel indicates he grew up in Germany.
One can only speculate if he was kneecapped for obsessively correcting the grammar and spelling of the locals.
[link|http://www.aaxnet.com|AAx]
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Post #216,466
7/26/05 9:41:04 AM
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ROfuckingFLMAO!
It's a good thing I had just put down my morning carbonated caffienated cola-flavored soft drink before opening that post!
jb4
shrub\ufffdbish (Am., from shrub + rubbish, after the derisive name for America's 43 president; 2003) n. 1. a form of nonsensical political doubletalk wherein the speaker attempts to defend the indefensible by lying, obfuscation, or otherwise misstating the facts; GIBBERISH. 2. any of a collection of utterances from America's putative 43rd president. cf. BULLSHIT
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Post #216,352
7/25/05 5:50:15 PM
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I thought I was pedantic and uptight
Although incorrect grammar and spelling suggest incorrect thinking, I don't let it upset me (except when my name is misspelled). Don't get upset over trivial details or you'll lose the ability to see the 'bigger picture'.
Matthew Greet
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?
- Mark Renton, Trainspotting.
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Post #216,353
7/25/05 5:57:39 PM
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Hey there, Rambo. Remember which forum this is.
With a handle like WarMachine, I'd expect a bit more of the blood-and-guts stuff in your posts.
Maybe you should change your handle to [link|http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stuart_Smalley|Stuart Smalley] or something.
I'd normally include a winking smiley, but I won't this time. So there!
Cheers,
Scott.
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Post #216,355
7/25/05 6:02:03 PM
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Re: Hey there, Rambo. Remember which forum this is.
"Listen here WarMachine, I gotta tell you something, I gotta tell you a thing or two. I've just about had it up to here; I've had it up to here with everything you've been doing. Listen here, if you come in my territory one more time, next time I see you buddy, if you keep messin' around, next time I see you I'm going to punch you right in the face, you got that? Right in your face, buddy. Right in the face, that's where it's going. My fist, your face, that's where its going. Listen, listen. You better, you better shape up; you better shape up son. If I don't hear back from you... if I see you before you see me, yeah, well then, there you go. Yeah. I'll talk to you soon; you'd better be hoping I'm not angry. Right in the face."
"So there!"...? Mild, thy name is Another Scott.
Regards,
-scott anderson
"Welcome to Rivendell, Mr. Anderson..."
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Post #216,368
7/25/05 7:12:44 PM
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Very well, pinhead...
As your language is guided by the forum title, not your own moral standards, I'd better dumb my language to your level. With a pseudonym like 'warmachine', a battlemech as my avatar, a signature from the film 'Trainspotting', the catchphrase 'Run! Get out while you can!' and recent posts labelling the christian god a wanker, does it seem likely that I wear a powder blue cardigan and attend therapy? Let me give you a clue. My shirts are red.
You do know what 'dichotomy' means, don't know?
Matthew Greet
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?
- Mark Renton, Trainspotting.
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Post #216,433
7/26/05 3:55:16 AM
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Hail, my new flame god.
*bows down*
You almost can't tell you're from Slough.
Peter
[link|http://www.ubuntulinux.org|Ubuntu Linux]
[link|http://www.kuro5hin.org|There is no K5 Cabal]
[link|http://guildenstern.dyndns.org|Home]
Use P2P for legitimate purposes!
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Post #216,435
7/26/05 4:45:49 AM
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Slough? Oh, ha ha! Never tell you're a Scouser.
Matthew Greet
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?
- Mark Renton, Trainspotting.
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Post #216,467
7/26/05 9:42:13 AM
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That's the stuff they put in potting soil, innit?
jb4
shrub\ufffdbish (Am., from shrub + rubbish, after the derisive name for America's 43 president; 2003) n. 1. a form of nonsensical political doubletalk wherein the speaker attempts to defend the indefensible by lying, obfuscation, or otherwise misstating the facts; GIBBERISH. 2. any of a collection of utterances from America's putative 43rd president. cf. BULLSHIT
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Post #216,474
7/26/05 9:59:40 AM
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your shirt is a red mickeymouse shirt?
lets see, you copy our technorobot war, you are as religious as most american pimply youtes. Your sig may be from a movie but you would have more cred around here if you used the adminspotting one instead. Heroin? phah, you were just a placeholder in your Da's testicular sack when I gave that up as boring. Attend therapy? why, you are a typical PFY tring to grow up you just need to get out more.
clue [link|http://www.adminspotting.org/|http://www.adminspotting.org/]
thanx,
bill
Just call me Mr. Lynch \\
Any opinions expressed by me are mine alone, posted from my home computer, on my own time as a free american and do not reflect the opinions of any person or company that I have had professional relations with in the past 49 years. meep
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Post #216,477
7/26/05 10:33:42 AM
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Ooooh.
Pretty good. ... a battlemech as my avatar... Your avatar just looks like a pretty mountain scene to me. Something out of "Stuart Smalley Visits the Von Trapp's Mountain Estate" or something. Perhaps you need to trim it down a little - rather like the way Todd trimmed his down a while ago - so we can get the point of the image. Or maybe go with [link|http://images.google.com/images?q=battlemech&svnum=10&hl=en&lr=&start=40&sa=N|this] one: [image|http://home.nc.rr.com/mddeamon/jsk_december/jump1.jpg|0|BattleMech|75|49] HTH! Cheers, Scott.
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Post #216,356
7/25/05 6:06:28 PM
7/25/05 6:10:47 PM
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Right here! Pal
(pointing to my ass! :-P)
Noting the time at which the post was written, I was running on fumes. I, like, yourself, pride myself on the correct use of the English language having minored in it in college. However, one does tend to make mistakes now and then. Mea culpa.
I would like you to know that I am usually the one who refrains from correcting others, since Miss Manners deems it IMPOLITE in pleasant company to do so. On the other hand, since we have the dubious honor of the Flame Quarantine (the Bullpen of Words), it is a no-holds-barred venue for the lobbing of all things incendiary, I do not mind Christian correcting my mistakes. After all, I do learn from them.
Dear Christian, I can tell that you are a sweet man. I am sorry that you have nothing better to do than to nit-pick an errant spelling here (hear LOL) and there. I invite you to come to our house for a visit. You need to be hugged. You need to laugh! Critter is also a rather amiable fellow. He can spout plenty of discourse on the IT level that is most stimulating and amusing. And my knowledge base is rather extensive, so the conversation would likely not ebb for some time. (Those present at the Bash can attest that we can provide these things abundantly.)
So, I will take my lumps good-naturedly and bid you adieu, good sir.
And, for good measure, a kiss on the cheek.
Peace,
Amy
"Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well-preserved body, but, rather to skid in sideways totally worn out shouting 'Merde Sante, what a ride!'"
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Edited by imqwerky
July 25, 2005, 06:10:47 PM EDT
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Post #216,358
7/25/05 6:11:15 PM
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WTF was that?
There shall be NO HUGGING, KISSING, or MEA CULPATING in the FLAME forum! By fiat!
Sheesh. Stupid bint. I mean, you started off OK with the kiss my ass stuff, but sheesh. First Another Scott's wet noodle, and now this. I'm dangerously short on my vicarious bile quotient today.
Regards,
-scott anderson
"Welcome to Rivendell, Mr. Anderson..."
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Post #216,360
7/25/05 6:32:27 PM
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What do you fucking expect from these milquetoasts?
I have come to believe that idealism without discipline is a quick road to disaster, while discipline without idealism is pointless. -- Aaron Ward (my brother)
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Post #216,383
7/25/05 8:20:24 PM
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Hey Ben
What kind of a pussy word is "milquetoast"? Why don't you grow some cajones! Come on, big boy. Fight like a MAN!
piece of shit!
Amy
:-D
"Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well-preserved body, but, rather to skid in sideways totally worn out shouting 'Merde Sante, what a ride!'"
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Post #216,388
7/25/05 8:47:33 PM
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Why bother?
While I can say "fuckity fuck fuck fuck" with the rest of them, I find the word becoming a meaningless punctuation mark. Variation makes the effect last longer, and is better in the end.
Kinda like..I won't say it.
Cheers,
Ben
I have come to believe that idealism without discipline is a quick road to disaster, while discipline without idealism is pointless. -- Aaron Ward (my brother)
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Post #216,390
7/25/05 9:03:57 PM
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hmmmmm
Variation makes the effect last longer, and is better in the end. Guess we all know about Ben, now, don't we? (wink, wink) Piece of ass, Amy
"Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well-preserved body, but, rather to skid in sideways totally worn out shouting 'Merde Sante, what a ride!'"
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Post #216,393
7/25/05 9:13:53 PM
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What - he swings both ways?
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Post #216,403
7/25/05 10:05:53 PM
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Thank you, you may stop any time
When I was talking about how variety improves flaming, I did not intend to offer myself as the object lesson for a pair of 15 year olds trapped in decrepit bodies.
I guess that is a side-effect of the drugs you guys had in the 60s, your bodies grew up but you didn't.
Ben
I have come to believe that idealism without discipline is a quick road to disaster, while discipline without idealism is pointless. -- Aaron Ward (my brother)
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Post #216,408
7/25/05 10:16:49 PM
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60s? We're not that old!
My drug years were 1975 to 1981.
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Post #216,414
7/25/05 10:30:30 PM
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Re: 60s? We're not that old!
My drug years were 1975 to 1981.
1967-1992.
Pardon me. I meant my cousin Ernie.
abashedly,
Die Welt ist alles, was der Fall ist.
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Post #216,416
7/25/05 10:43:00 PM
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So now say something juvenile and insulting to Ben.
You've earned that right!
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Post #216,424
7/26/05 1:23:45 AM
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My apologies...
on this point are completely insincere. OK, 70s then. My point still stands.
Regards,
Ben
I have come to believe that idealism without discipline is a quick road to disaster, while discipline without idealism is pointless. -- Aaron Ward (my brother)
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Post #217,275
8/3/05 3:26:23 PM
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1975 to 1981 eh?
How do you know that the past twenty some odd years haven't been just one big flashback? I think that way sometimes... Or in this case it would be a flash forwards. But you know what? I think Ben just insulted you. What you gonna do panty boy? You gonna take that excrement? Just intercoursing give the son of a female dog a piece of your condemned by the Big Guy to hades mind.
Just a few thoughts,
Danno
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Post #217,532
8/4/05 3:59:06 PM
8/4/05 4:02:40 PM
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Listen, poo poo head
I've got a nice shipment of Soma enroute..
things'll be all-bettah for ya.
And Yes, too..
{If I tol ya Once I tol ya a Million Times: Don't Exaggerate.}
In fact You Have spent the last 20+ years: just you + Leibnitz
.. a watchin that there projector.
But every time I remind ya, ya goes right back to sleep - and think that Then you're waking up, and then - -
This is a Serious Message, poo poo head Grasshopper!
I Who Be LLC
Edited by Ashton
Aug. 4, 2005, 04:02:40 PM EDT
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Post #217,609
8/5/05 12:31:20 AM
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yo, MFAC...
How's it hangin'? Soma make me womo... So, last thing I remember, they have this laser light show and they're playing Dark Side of the Moon in a planetarium in Cinci... Whoosh. Here I am with two kids, a bald head and working at a Roman Catholic university!!! Man, this is some good shit...
Catch you back at Berkeley. Barry be with me (metaphysically at least).
Just a few thoughts,
Danno
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Post #217,624
8/5/05 3:08:37 AM
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That's the Spirit!
It's a real *Shock* for most folks, when they discover that the stuff-with-mass is the illusionary bit and the Good Stuff is just, well, not-Like-that and all. Might's well just play along, 'cause otherwise, well y'know how they lock folks Up what gets too close..
Yer fine.
How am I?
Pace pace O mio Dio
Umm yeah too, should you be swingin on by Bay area sans cassock, might's could converge; even bring along another subversive? could be good for an enhanced giggle. I got wheels.
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Post #217,274
8/3/05 3:18:06 PM
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How about panty waisted nipple sweat?
Fuck - the other white meat... I like your ideas. What we need are new variants for all curse words. They all are becoming meaningless punctuation marks. There has to be something we can do with elephant droppings, etc...
I'll start working on it and report back later. In the meantime keep with the medical definitions such as "I can't stand this intercoursing discussion. It's really urinating me off". Etc...
Just a few thoughts,
Danno
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Post #216,361
7/25/05 6:34:41 PM
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It's called Anti Flame(tm)
Comes in a can. You spray it, drop your drawers, bend over. Then you do this:( i ) Works like a charm. Peace, Amy PS, There shall be NO HUGGING, KISSING, or MEA CULPATING in the FLAME forum! Then I guess a blowjob is completely out of the question. Peace, Amy
"Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well-preserved body, but, rather to skid in sideways totally worn out shouting 'Merde Sante, what a ride!'"
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Post #216,363
7/25/05 6:44:33 PM
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take your proffered blowjobs to epicuria and health
keep the forii straight.
thanx,
bill
Just call me Mr. Lynch \\
Any opinions expressed by me are mine alone, posted from my home computer, on my own time as a free american and do not reflect the opinions of any person or company that I have had professional relations with in the past 49 years. meep
questions, help? [link|mailto:pappas@catholic.org|email pappas at catholic.org]
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Post #216,373
7/25/05 7:37:26 PM
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What if...
it were done violently, would that make it fucking relevant?
Honestly, you wouldn't know sarcasm if it bit you on the ass.
Sarcasm=flame
I like to build up to a roaring fucking inferno.
Patience, man, patience.
Peace, or not,
Amy
"Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well-preserved body, but, rather to skid in sideways totally worn out shouting 'Merde Sante, what a ride!'"
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Post #216,371
7/25/05 7:36:09 PM
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Deep ends on weather your whereing braces ore knot.
Regards,
-scott anderson
"Welcome to Rivendell, Mr. Anderson..."
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Post #216,375
7/25/05 7:43:21 PM
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What about a head gear ?
How'd you like to have one of those coming at you?
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Post #216,369
7/25/05 7:16:09 PM
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Fuck fuck fuck
Fuck you all. Fuck my mother. Fuck you. Fuck me. Fuck the dog. Fuck yourself. Go to fucking bloody hell fuck fuck fuck. Fucking Jesus Christ son of bitch dumber than shit mother fucker fuck fuck fuck.
Fuck.
(Man, that felt good)
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Post #216,372
7/25/05 7:36:35 PM
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Indeed.
Regards,
-scott anderson
"Welcome to Rivendell, Mr. Anderson..."
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Post #216,446
7/26/05 8:38:33 AM
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Quality award!! (erm, for fuck's sake)
Two out of three people wonder where the other one is.
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Post #216,469
7/26/05 9:44:37 AM
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ICLRPD (new thread)
Created as new thread #216468 titled [link|/forums/render/content/show?contentid=216468|ICLRPD]
jb4
shrub\ufffdbish (Am., from shrub + rubbish, after the derisive name for America's 43 president; 2003) n. 1. a form of nonsensical political doubletalk wherein the speaker attempts to defend the indefensible by lying, obfuscation, or otherwise misstating the facts; GIBBERISH. 2. any of a collection of utterances from America's putative 43rd president. cf. BULLSHIT
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Post #217,272
8/3/05 3:12:22 PM
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Take another pill... take another pill...
If you take enough, then you will be sedate enough to see what a huge jackoff you truly are...
bite me beeeotch,
Danno
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Post #216,377
7/25/05 7:53:52 PM
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OK, now for the Full-On Flame Version...
Kiss my ass!
I was tired when I wrote it. So I fucked up. Big Fucking Deal! My grammar, spelling, and punctuation are correct most of the time because I minored in English in college. I take pride in that, so Fuck Off and Die!
I, too, don't like it when people butcher the English language. My biggest pet peeve is when people write "your" when they want to express "you are". Totally pisses me off! However, being a civilized person, I don't jump down their throats yelling, " You stoopid cocksucking Cretins! Didn't you learn your goddamned contractions in the third grade?" No, I allow huge, bungling assclowns the opportunity to do that.
CRC has issues. He needs intense therapy. He needs a teddy bear. He needs to stop wetting the bed. If he came to visit us, we could help him. Really! We will put the rubber sheets on the bed in the guest room, put padding on the wall and deprogram him from the asshole that he is and turn him into a rather likeable human being.
In the meantime, I will simply agree with him to get him to shut his pie-hole and give him a big, wet, sloppy kiss on the cheek to gross him out.
You want a piece of me?
Amy
"Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well-preserved body, but, rather to skid in sideways totally worn out shouting 'Merde Sante, what a ride!'"
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Post #216,398
7/25/05 9:34:23 PM
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No it isn't you twit...
Not when used as in Here, Here...KISS MY ASS HERE!
Please resume your regularly scheduled flames.
If you push something hard enough, it will fall over. Fudd's First Law of Opposition
[link|mailto:bepatient@aol.com|BePatient]
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Post #216,483
7/26/05 10:57:19 AM
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Where? Where?
bcnu,
Mikem
It would seem, therefore, that the three human impulses embodied in religion are fear, conceit, and hatred. The purpose of religion, one might say, is to give an air of respectibility to these passions. -- Bertrand Russell
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Post #217,276
8/3/05 3:34:19 PM
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CRC... What in hell are you doing there, son...
You're getting these here Americans riled with your potty mouth and unpleasant demeanor... I thought you had turned over a new leaf but your just a rotten, mean old son of a bitch after all. Michel was right! Go empty your colostomy bag and start anew. Flush it man... Flush it! Repeat after me. "If I don't have anything nice to say (or write you pedanticphile), I won't say anything at all". There, now, don't you feel better?
Just to prove to yourself it worked, leave the last sentence in the paragraph above alone.
Just a few thoughts,
Danno
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