Actually, I’ve always considered Great Debates to be far more heated than the Pit ever was. When I think of the Pit, I picture a bunch of hoodlums getting into a barroom brawl.
However, when I think of GD, I picture two vast armies, battling it out with massive tanks, fighters, bombers, and all sorts of weapons of mass destruction. Because, in GD, that’s where the Big Guns hang out.
::Leaning against a wall, light reflecting from his black leather jacket, Fenris casually flips a quarter over and over while chewing on a toothpick, watching the brawl. Suddenly with one smooth motion, he catches and pockets the quarter, picks up a chair and flings it into the fray.::
“What was that for!? What kind of ignorance are you fighting against?” cries the guilty party struck by the chair.
“What kind have you got?” I snarl and leap into the fray.
I love GQ, 'cause I love being a know-it-all and showing off and stuff. I hate it when non-factual threads are posted in GQ. How can I show off my big brain when all you want is an opinion? Hell, you can get an opinion out of a rhesus monkey. Just bring a towel to wipe it off afterwards.
No, Jill, he didn’t. It’s akin to saying to someone, by way of a compliment,
. Make sense?
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Yes, Jill, I meant to say proper and stiff. But you have to actually know useful facts to post a lot in the GQ and GD. That is why I rarely post there. I know a lot, just nothing useful.