No, this is the part where he climbs up a big wooden cross. I’ll go to Home Depot and spring for the hammer and nails if you’ll drop by Frank’s Nursery and pick up a crown of thorns.
:: New Iskander steps out upon the balcony. His silvery gown shimmers in the spotlights. His makeup, applied in haste at a warped mirror, is already beginning to run, and his blonde wig is slightly askew. ::
Don’t cry for me, comprehension
The truth is I never had you;
All through my ramblings,
My idiot posting,
I kept my brain off.
Don’t waste your time with me.
If the OP is what you heard, well, then…
An inapt literary analogy, if I may defend the noble Don and his eminent creator. Quixote had delusions of grandeur. Iskander has delusions of adequacy.
Do a search on “Reeder”…
Although the OP is a bit incoherent.
Holy shit . . . bj0rn, is it really you?
No, that’s where you all start screaming “New Iskander lied!”.
A rather more efficacious move would be to pit yourself.
You’re a piece of work, NI. Good luck growing up.
Your stupidity is probably permanent, but maybe someday you’ll learn to deal with it in more humble and mature ways.
Vote Kerry/Edwards 2004!
In your parrticular case, that’s even before you start talking politics. You just aren’t very bright. In fact, you seem to be proud of your stupidity. You shout it from the rooftops.
Don’t try to blame that on politics.
No word means what New Iskander thinks that it means.
If so when I call you an asshole, you can take it as a compliment.
Rest assured, this is the case.
On any occasion when you post, I simply consider the source. (And I do not recall every worrying over the quality of either your compliments or attempts at insult.)
Where do I sign up to join your fan club, ETF?
Heh. Awesome! What’s that from?
If you could indulge me, could someone confirm my foggy memory of this guy promoting the torture of Iraqi civilians?
The line forms on the left.
And speaking of Dolt Witless:
Dumb, ugly and stupid dreck,
Undulate round the Dope, obscenely deriding, deriding,
In GD, in the Pit, to all, to each,
Sooner or later deliquescent.
Me neglects source. Me reads content.
Uh oh. Can somebody see if Algernon the mouse is dead?