This thread is your chance to come clean, and begin living a decent, straightforward life.
Me first: “mossy forest”= Queens NY.
Where’s the moss come from, all the homeless people’s urine?
I take it you mean by “joke” a certain facetiousness, as opposed to an actual location that many would take for a joke (i.e., New Jersey)? 
Center of the Known Universe means I work and spend most of my time in Manhattan, but I too live in Queens (Richmond Hill).
Yes, yes, but which queen’s mossy forest?
This is a good idea for a thread, but does it belong in the BBQ Pit? Even “fucking assholes” in the title doesn’t turn it into a pitting.
But my location is, unfortunately, not a joke.
I wouldnt be surprised if that was you I shoved to get that last seat on the J train yesterday.
I think you’re right. My fingers just went straight from “fucking assholes” to the Pit. Mods?
not that my fingers spend a lot of their time fucking assholes, or anything
Seriously, I’m from Laurasia. Boston, Laurasia to be more exact.
Do I need to be more specific, or does my location suffice? 
He meant to type “Hey, Dopers,” but the keys were really close together.
Fuck you, Giles.
There. We should be all set to be in the pit now.
My location is a deeply held secret. It’s not even on the internets! (The last time I searched anyway.) Anyone from the North Shore in Massachusetts would recognize it as a local greeting/saying.
Yeat!
pseudotriton ruber ruber, are you sure about this pitting? Many of us, shyly dipping our toes into the internet, choose not to disclose a location at all. Some of us proffer a fanciful location that may be the product of whim or that might allude to some attribute we have or hope to be credited with. But almost all of us post under a pseudonym, a false name that is occasionally appropriate, sometimes witty and almost always fanciful – isn’t that even less straightforward?
In a virtual community, even more so than in the 3-D world, we are often the sum of the stories we tell about ourselves. So you are right that “joke locations” are a little dishonest and not much of a positive force in building a community – even an internet one. But the stories themselves, and the names we assume in their telling, are also products of both our history and our honesty. I’m not saying you’re exactly wrong – I’m saying you may have grabbed the tail of the beast you want to strangle.
Before I agree to that, I need to know more details about you that just “Yeat”. And my tastes don’t really run to being had by someone called Debaser – I’m debased enough without that sort of complication.
So, just fuck yoiurself, Debaser!
To the extent that this is a serious pitting, and I guess I’m saying here it is, I’m calling into question people making a joke out of something that I reckon had a dead-serious purpose to it.
The SDMB overlords decided, I’m imagining, to tolerate some screwing around witih the locations early on, for the reasons you state (“on the internet, who knows that you’re a dog” kind of thing) but it’s sometimes annoying to have someone opine about stuff that goes on “here” without letting readers in on where “here” is.
But if I was dead set against disclosing my actual location, it would be easy to write “Eastern Seaboard” or just “U.S.” or something that would be both vague and not a joke at the same time.
Not being a fucking asshole of that particular sort, I decline to participate in this thread.
My location is quite accurate. If you happen to know my home town and are a compleatist Harry Chapin fan to know the background story, I’m exactly where he said in the song with my location’s title. 
My family in Baltimore and my co-workers in Columbus consider my (quite accurate) location hilarious. Ohio’s first capital gets no respect.
I don’t advertise my location on the internet for the same reason I don’t advertise my name - just seems like common sense to me and it’s nobody’s business but my own.
Hey, a Pitting! Finally, I have arrived.
Gainesville, FL