Now we are getting the same death-of-a-thread-which-went-on-for-way-to-fucking-long posts, will it finally happen, and drop out of the Top 10 lists?
I want to back you up here, Ruby. I have also found myself behaving with QG in a manner which (I don’t think) I typically do on the SDMB. Seems a certain posting style has a tendency to drive some of us to losing our temper. I’m sure QG would say that it was all our own fault, for not having the zen-like acceptance of everyone else’s foibles and quirks that she does, and maybe it is. I strive to be a better person, but you know, we all have our failings.
You are, typically, quite a nice person. Much nicer than I am (that’s not hard). You didn’t nearly lose your temper as much as I did. But she can drive a normally sane person nuts. For me, it’s a short drive, but I don’t typically call people cunts either. That’s reserved for a special level of pissed off. Alas, it was provoked by trolling, which is kinda sad on my part. Ah well.
Are you saying there’s no cake?
Oh, I’m not that nice…just ask my husband.
What is so funny about the “bad words” is that I don’t tend to use them here, but IRL I am notorious for it. I have mananged to tone down using “fuck” now that my daughter is parrotting everything I say, but I have heard her say “goddamn it” and “oh shit.” Guess where she learned those? :o
Yeah, but you know that icing doesn’t actually taste very good and is really kind of greasy and gives you an upset stomach if you eat too much of it.
Anathema!
I sooo can NOT picture this. The image is seriously harshing my mellow.
Which part?
I don’t recall if you directly asked me to or if you just made very loud schoolmarm tsk tsking at me, but I still think cunt is a perfectly fine word to use in certain circumstances. You and I strongly differ as to whether it is intended to demean women or not, but you’ve never been able to explain why some words must be meant literally while many others are not.
I’ve got one too.
Let cat have kittens in the oven.
Take out cat, leaving kittens.
Bake at 425 for 20 minutes.
Now they’re biscuits!
Heh. 
Me too. I haven’t called someone a maroon (think Bugs Bunny) in a verrrrry long time.
HEY, THIS THREAD IS ALL ABOUT QUIDDITY.*
It’s not about biscuits, kittens, classes you’ve taught, cake (*or pie * for that matter).
Sheesh.
- Does this make me an Attention Whore’s Whore?
No, it makes you an Attention Whore’s Pimp.
Duh!
The Sarahfeena cussin’ up a storm.
But if you eat the colored kind, it looks pretty when you hork it back up. :eek:
Robin
I’m not nearly as much of a goody two shoes as you might think!
I can’t even edit myself at work, or in front of my parents. But I guess it was drummed into my head to be careful when you are dealing with the written word…especially on the internet. Of course, why I care what image you fucking assholes have of me, I have no idea. 
Oh, I know maroon. It’s one of my favorite insults!
[Hall Monitor] Eeew! Gross gross gross! Now stop that, or I’m going to have to report you to yourself for being a doodyhead!
[/Hall Monitor]
Okay…I’m getting you so much better now!