Ankle monitor will do that to ya.
try the veal.
How dare you talk about my parents that way you fuck.
That’s one of the neatest updates on an antiquated expression I’ve seen; did you create it?
You know, I just got done reading through the 1000-some pages of a very funny webcomic. I came over to this thread afterward, and already I’m laughing harder than at any point during the comic.
No, not knowing one of the most famous poems in the English language doesn’t make you incredibly stupid. It’s a byproduct of you being incredibly stupid.
I admit it. This made me laugh. Well done.
I’m shocked–shocked–that an intellectual such as yourself doesn’t “like” poetry and hasn’t taken a literature class.
To be fair, around here, one’s dickhead radar doesn’t need to be all that sensitive to pick things up.
What’s the point of using an 18th century spelling for a 21st century username, other than more foolishness?
“I’m a tyger, with wings. Squee!”
Wouldn’t it just be dick-dar?
I knew this guy once. I know him from an online Tolkien game, a text-based thing that, at least in our little area, required a fairly large base of Lord of the Rings knowledge well beyond the three-four base books of the series. The Silmarillion was a good thing to have read, but these people were letter-perfect on the Tolkien apocrypha – letters to his friends, notes scribbled on the back of envelopes, everything his son had collected out of the desire to earn an extra buck.
So this guy played a knight-ish sort and had for several real-life years. He’d been on the game for something like three or four years when I met him. I remember a particular instance where he started dogging on RenFest people: “Actually strapping on metal and getting on a horse and pretending to be a knight is the stupidest, most pathetic thing I’ve ever heard.”
“You say this,” I said, “while sitting in front of a computer in your boxer shorts pretending to be a knight?”
Obviously, this was totally different and not pathetic at all.
Guys? We hang out on a MESSAGE BOARD. Online. We are all sitting in front of a computer right now arguing with people on a forum that grew up around a newspaper column in an obscure newspaper. WE’RE ALL ALREADY DWEEBS. LIVE WITH IT.
I’m saying this to everyone. Furries? People are going to think you’re weird. Getting upset about it is akin to the guy with black-dyed jagged hair, ten piercings in his face, skin-tight leather pants, and red high-heeled shoes glowering at people for looking at him. People probably think I’m really weird when I dress up like a Viking. I smile and wave and pose for pictures and while everyone might think I’m a freak, I’m still having more fun than they are. Don’t let them harsh your groove and fly your freak flag freely.
And non-furries? What the hell ever. With all the crappy stuff that you can get your blood pressure up about, people who dig Bugs Bunny more than you ever did are a negative 5 on the Richter Scale. Me, I think the whole thing is a little odd, though I love The Secret of NIMH and that ninja panda movie and Disney’s Robin Hood. I don’t care what y’all say, Robin was HOT. 
As I happen to love that poem and would never begrudge anyone a literary reference or archaic spelling choice, I considered various ways to point out what a ridiculous post this was. I was going to point out that there’s no point in Dio using the name of a Greek philosopher, of Little Plastic Ninja masquerading as a toy, of someone using the name of fantasy character. Then, I realized, that this would all be wasted upon you and, truly, brevity is the soul of wit. To that end:
It’s the fucking Internet and that’s what people do, you ignorant twat.
If there’s any poster on these boards who can be relied upon to take a stand against culture and education, it’s you, Carol.
What the fuck kind of way is that to spell Carrie, anyway? Do you think you’re some kind of goddamn twinkly tutu-wearing winged freak in a flower?
I kid, oh Lord, you know I adore you
ETA: AND I BET YOU AREN’T A REAL MILLER EITHER!
You forgot to “Squee”. Just sayin’.
I haven’t taken a literature class since high school and I’m pretty sure we didn’t cover that one, so… I don’t know. The fact that I’ve always had a vast preference for prose over poetry, and haven’t learned anything about the latter makes me stupid now. 
I suppose you’re perfectly well-rounded, then, and there’s nothing basic about any subject under the sun that you don’t know?
No, I sleep during the day, usually. I’m here all night (on nights that I work).
Furry poetry makes Vogons jealous.
To be fair, as a username alone, it is slightly more logical than naming yourself after a town in Illinois
That post just went completely over your head, didn’t it? Guess I shouldn’t be surprised, considering.
You got me. 
I’m really that stupid! Curses! Unmasked by the very unmasker who was trying to take off my mask! How’s that for irony? I just wish I could be a truly intelligent soul like yourself, the kind that sets his every stance on every subject in the world to the “SDMB Default” setting.
This article about Sacramento’s furry convention clears up some misunderstanding. Fewer than 700 of the 4100 attendees actually wore furry outfits. Actually most of the attendees “didn’t seem too attached to the furry fandom”.
Lots of porn was sold: most tables had an adults only binder.
The article mentions a survey of furries by Dr. Cynthia Pickett. Unfortunately I can’t find an article online, and it’s possible that this was an internet survey with bogus sampling. That said, most furries are white American males: average age is 25.
"Eighty-two percent don’t own a fursuit. And 37.3 percent are bisexual, 32.7 percent are heterosexual, 25.5 percent are homosexual and 8 percent define their sexual orientation as “other.” "
This compares with David Rust’s 1998-2000 surveys of furry conventions that he attended, which had roughly similar sexual preference breakdowns. In the Rust survey, only 2% identified themselves as zoophiles and less than 1% were plushphiles.
“Other.”