Dear Zoe--you're an idiot, not a detective. Now shut the hell up.

I’m shocked that you would say such a thing, tomndebb. You must be one of those people who DELIBERATELY read “Magician’s Nephew” before “The Lion, the Witch, & the Wardrobe.” Next you’ll be claiming that islands upon which dreams come true can magically disappear.

Even me, Fenris?

Do I get a spanking from your mighty, yet warm and comforting hands?


…possibly.

So Zoe isn’t going to say anything, eh? Can we all agree that next time she posts one of her little Nancy Drew accusations, we can just link to this thread and say no more? That would be the perfect result of this Pitting.

Yes! LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!

Agreed!

Personally, I like my Paranoid Grudge-Holding Nutbars with Caramel.

No, no, he’s John Birch.

Do try to keep up.

Huh! only wimps carry a whip AND chair.

Plus do you think I’m made of money?

Ha! Next thing you know, you’ll say he’s not even a giant wolf. What is the world coming to?

I like mine all covered in irony, but that metallic taste does set one’s teeth on edge.

Ragnarok?

Try not moving your lips, and it’ll go faster.

Well, you know, Zoe is probably just sitting back and letting all of her defenders post on her behalf, explaining why her behavior is really OK and justifiable.

Oh wait, there aren’t any defenders.

This is one of those fairly-rare situations in which I simultaneously become aware of a poster, and lose all respect for them. Zoe’s little “I’m still reading, please don’t stop Pitting me, oh ho ho, this is good fun” comment is just embarrassing.

As I’ve said on more than one occasion, he and I are friends IRL. I’ve been to his home. He’s been to my home (not that that will be needed for evidence of anything until Zoe tries to prove I’m not really a gardener, at which point I’ll drag him back from DoMeBo to testify that he’s been in my back yard). On one occasion, I waited downstairs at an office building on the campus of XXXX University while he went upstairs to drop off a printer and pick up a book. He no longer had the printer and did have a book when he came back down, but as Zoe knows, that doesn’t actually prove anything. Besides, just because we were on the campus of XXXX university and there was a sign with the XXXX logo on the door of the building, how do I know that wasn’t all part of the ruse.

God, I feel so friggin’ naive.

Works for me.

Is XXXX University even accredited? I know their football team sucks.

At least they have their own beer, though.

And this is meaningful to us how?

I got an email about this University. According to the link I clicked on, XXXX University sucks their football team.

It means she’s trying to keep up with the discussion but sounding out the big words is slowing her down.