It is if you’ve been drinking beer. especially Little Kings.
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Delaware Uhaya boy here. Remember that we have a presidential BP station, as featured on the Daily Show!
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I was trying to avoid actually coming out and saying that this was a Lame rant. But if you want the obvious response, then so be it.
This is a very lame rant. The OP came across an insecure dweeb rather than a righteously inflamed guardian of civic decency.
Ohhh, the horrors! someone looked at you derisively because of your self-admitted huge tub of popcorn. Perhaps if you hadn’t used a ladle for the butter that was then dripping down your chin back into the tub, you wouldn’t be garnering the stares that so belittle you.
Furthermore the reference to the sandwich was completely out of left field with no discernable context. Was the speaker sarcastically reminding you that you were supposed to bring him a sandwich? Was the speaker commenting sarcastically that your sandwich was big enough for two, or even three people? What does it mean? I just don’t know. You failed miserably to describe the encounter with enough detail for us to decide whether to support or vilify you or the object of your scorn. I’m thinking perhaps you ate the sandwich you were supposed to be bringing on your way back to the table.
Finally the semi-rant about standing in line is completely nonsensical. Perhaps you might try the polite approach and say something like “excuse me, are you in line?” That way, if person isn’t in line, then you can get in line without foolishly standing behind an innocent bystander. If they are, they will promptly realize the line has moved in front of them and close the gap, thereby relieving the source of your discomfort.
And nothing is more tiresome and irritating than listening to a relative newcomer to a region complain that “that’s not how we do it back home”. For us in Texas, we have Brian Burns’ song to explain our feelings:
“Welcome to Texas
Don’t anybody get me wrong
We’re glad you came to see us
Just don’t forget to go back home.”
Apparently I did run across an insecure dweeb (was it the negative reference to Texas barbecue that got you?). But that’s your problem, Homebrew.**
Nonsense. I’ve made the explicit connection with inappropriate lust towards the food of others, which you can hardly have missed. Admit it, you’ve made a deal with the Russian judges to give you top scores on your next rant.**
None of these people has ever been an “innocent bystander”; they’re just airheads who don’t know how to get on line. I would suspect an important role for exaggerated respect for personal space, if it wasn’t for the healthy tailgating population on the area roads.
But if you really are from Texarkana, you don’t deserve any more grief. You too are forgiven.
The Reds finishing at .500? Joey Hamilton is the ace of the pitching staff.
Better hope for lots of 12-10 wins.
Dammit, defeated by my own typo. Curse you, missing “as”!
Man, that took the wind out of my sails. But the complaining by a newcomer is annoying.
Intercourse is in Pennsylvania, not Ohio ;).
And Paradise is right nearby… :eek:
jayjay
Skyline Chili?! To hell with them! Take it from a born-and-raised Ohioan, Wendy’s is where it’s at! The only fast-food place which has real variety on their menu, and burgers actually MADE OF MEAT!
In regards to #3, how about Youngstown State, which won the I-AA national championship in football a few years running not long back, or Mount Union (which is in Otterbein’s conference, by the by) which has won the Div. III nat’l championship like six out of the last ten years?
As for “that other school up north,” I guess there has to be SOME place where ugly UP’ers can lose their virginity, even if it’s with sheep. 
Things that make you go
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Just to set the record straight, Ohio is the “BIRTHPLACE OF AVIATION”. How do I know that? Because it says so right on my car’s license plate, as directed by Ohio Revised Code Section 4503.22, so therefore it must be true. Anyone who says otherwise may get plastic beer bottles thrown at them by the denizens of the Cleveland Browns stadium.
Now you’ll excuse me, as I’ve got to go forage for some pizza.
What’s so thought provoking about mayonnaise? 
Jack off man
Please allow me to take this opportunity to demand that you go fuck yourself with a huge popcorn tub-I don’t care if it’s with or without butter you fucking cretin.
I take it you are a newcomer to Ohio and that’s OK cause we let anybody in whether we think they are acting like jackasses or not. Whether or not you get your ass kicked for being a rude jerk is basically up to you.
Just for the record not only can I see my foot in a standing postion, I would have no problem sticking up your ass so your head could see it too.
Go away!
I can vouch for that, the part about it not being in Ohio anyway. For the last several years unfortunately.
Lok
And so is Gap! Think about it… Gap, Intercourse, and Paradise… :eek:
Ohio also ranks #1 in the number of serial killers born or raised here.
Lisa, waving hello to all my brilliant, thoughtful fellow Buckeyes. See Jack’s big tub of buttery popcorn? Remember, we eat THAT. We do NOT eat Jack.
I’m sorry Mermaid, but no amount of flattery will convince me to share my snack with you. If you want to come out and ask directly, there might be a few chips in it for you.
Just stop drooling on my shoes, OK?
Speaking as a former Ohioian, now exiled to “The South” I have to say that I was an underweight fellow the entire time I lived there, it wasn’t until I moved to Tennessee that I began to put on weight.
But to return to your comment that Ohio is a state that ranks as one of the most obese in the land. What the fuck does it say to you when people from that state look at you and your sun eclipsing barrel of popcorn and say, “Ye Gods! Look at how big that mother is! Run for your lives!”? Hmmm? Perhaps it means that you’re worse than those people you’re trying to denegrate.
As for the “lack of social intercourse” in Ohio, I gotta ask where you’re originally from. Down here in “polite-land” I see people on a daily basis who can’t grasp the basic concepts of politeness that I had hammered into my head as a youth in Ohio.
You can rest assured that I definitely do not want whatever the hell you may be eating. I am quite capable of procuring my own jackass-free food. But just so you know— that liquid on your feet? It ain’t drool.
And presidents! Not that I’m saying there’s a causal relationship or anything.
You say that. But here you are, following me around and talking about my food. Could there be a clearer illustration of the problem of which I speak?
Uncle Beer, since there are evidently enough hard feelings in the Buckeye State already, should I refrain from mentioning President Taft’s, um, weight problem?
Oh, and here’s another entry for the Ohio Good Stuff list: two of the finest plant sources in the country for gardening freaks (Bluestone Perennials and Glasshouse Works).