Pretty pathetic dodge there, Aeschines. Always had you figured for a coward. Once again, you did not disappoint.
Well, I hope you share at least. It sounds large enough.
Why, any dicks get blown…right off in that one? (Not a big S.K. reader, I’m afraid…)
Oh spare me. They were persecuted for being “differently abled” geniuses. :rolleyes: What a melodramatic little turd you are. “Destroyed all that was beautiful and noble about the Dope” indeed. I guess a pointless pitting of Mr. Rogers is the height of nobility these days.
How does that work? You keep jumping up on the cross to show how persecuted you are. It’s getting so bad we’ve had to put a lock on the nail gun.
Seconded.
I’m sure you’ll take this wrong, Abbie, but you need to take a serious look at the way you are presenting yourself if you want to be understood. Paragraphs are your friends.
Oh for FUCK’S sake. I think an entire orchestra just materialized in my living room to accompany that drivel.
I can’t believe people are actually defeding drmark. This was the biggest no-brainer banning in years. He was the trollingest troll to ever troll his way into Troll Harbor.
Without having any dog in the drmark2000 fight (in fact, I cannot recall even seeing a single post of his)…
The Straight Dope != The Straight Dope Message Board.
This is simple and yet very important to be clear on.
I liked the guy. IIRC When you posted a cite in a GD thread, he’d actually read it and respond to the points it made.
Unfortunately, SnakeSpirit had the habit of starting a GD thread in GQ. Mods would close it. He’d start a new thread in GD. He’d start losing the debate and start a MPSIMS thread on the same topic. Mods would close the MPSIMS thread. SnakeSpirit would start and ATMB thread protesting the closing of his thread, and a IMHO thread asking folks whether the mods were right to close his thread.
He was also interested in motorcycles, and Thor Heyerdal’s theories on the migration of Pacific islanders.
Please tell me that you left out a smiley, or sarcasm brackets.
Speaking of…
What about that thing, about those files, and the other thing and getting permissions and… errr…
Umm…
Check your email.
I’d like everyone to stop for just a moment, take a deep breath, and relish this. Based on previous actions/posts that led to this thread, we need a moment to reflect how good life can be.
A Holy Grail riff that many of us have attempted has been so stunningly, masterfuly and perfectly used that we should all take a moment to sit back and bask in the glow of greatness.
Dick, balls, whatever. I wish I had thought of it first. 
Dear Seven: In the fullness of time, all will be revealed. 
(More I cannot say.)
TubaDiva
They finally got rid of the rule forbidding us from e-mailing sexually explicit images of ourselves to the mods?
YYYEEEEESSSSS!
Damn you Doc, you made me choke on my gum.
Dude, they’ve been hired to publish The Great Bestest 20,000 Word Manifesto[sup]TM[/sup]! Shut up and wait to read it. It must be Earth-shattering! Not sure what you’re getting at, though. The rest of us have been waiting a long time to read the manual for perpetual peace. And I hear in the footnotes there will be clues telling the secrets of perpetual motion as well as unlimited, reverse-polluting energy for all! Fon’t fuck this up for us, or we shall be forced to say “FNORD!”
:looks at title: Why are you worried about it?
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to charge the camera, open the chocolate body paint, write Latin verbs all over my body, find my paperback copy of the works of a certain philosopher, and heat up a brass instrument (but not too hot) to recreate a trick I learned at band camp.
E-mail is in my profile, you sexy beast.
Awwwww, rats!
Who’s there?
Brave Sir Aeschines ran away.
Bravely ran away, away!
When danger reared its ugly head,
He bravely turned his tail and fled.
Yes, brave Sir Aeschines turned about
And gallantly he chickened out.
Bravely taking to his feet
He beat a very brave retreat,
Bravest of the brave, Sir Aeschines!
Under the thumb of college poverty, friends telemarketed for Fingerhut in the 80s. (This is one of those sins you forgive your friends for over time). They were busy selling chocolate bars in the shape of Da Vinci’s “The Last Supper.”
I’m not sure if they sold them to the religious or the irreligious.