Ask "The Man," part zwei

Alright people, gather round close, eyes and ears are everywhere. My voice will be altered and from now I am only to be referred to as Y.T. We will meet at aproximately 11:58 P.M. in the parking garage at the local mall(the one nearest the GAP). You will know me by my black SUV(whichever is most popular and gas-guzzling). I will answer all questions at great risk to myself, as at initiation we are made to understand we will be excommunicated(or worse) for revealing any secrets to the Great Unwashed, but dammit someone must stand up and stop the media from giving the Jews all the credit, oh sure we let them think they run showbusiness and…but I’m getting ahead of myself…ask away.

I’d rather not, you stupid fucking jackass.

Now piss off, and find some other place to entertain your meaningless drivel.

Then don’t, straight to the ad hom attack, a true sign of a great mind, at least try to dis my lame attempt at humor or something. I must away, my god this has been a lovely discourse, asshole.

<grabbing labmonkey by the throat>

HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY IT? NO JOKE THREADS IN THE PIT!!!

Lynn
Much exasperated
For the Straight Dope