I just have to disagree. This kind of pit post trounces the profanity laden rants we have become accustomed to. (not that I don’t like like those too:))
Ridicule like this is pretty damned effective.
Please, children, let us have peace. My magnanimity is sufficient unto you all. And verily, my intellect dwells atop a great mountain, so that all of you may behold its splendor without fighting among one another. Materialism implies several cogent interstices that are imbued by nature into its adherents; among these are mutual respect, admiration, and even temperament.
Waverly makes a good point, after all, considering the difference between my intellect and his. Let us give him credit that he spelled his user name correctly. I shall now thrill you all by responding to him:
Have you a cite for this random assertion? You have made what we call “an error”.
Because we cannot directly observe the quantum universe, it does not exist. In fact, we may not even mention it, lest we catch ourselves chattering about nonsense. Therefore, let me rephrase what I have already repeated. You are what we call “wrong”.
Please hold all applause until I dispense with the one that calls itself “NightRabbit”.
Rabit has but one “b”.
(Astroboy, you may, during the “oohs” and “ahs” portion that will surely follow this post, thwack whomever you find not paying attention.)
I hereby grant unto thee thine heart’s desire. Go, my son, and be overjoyed by my grace. But take heed that you never forget from whence your bounty came.
Sorry, boss. I’ll be back!
Chases Arden down the hall, bat raised above my head… thwacking to ensue shortly, should I manage to chase down Arden
Yawn.
Lib, Jonathan Swift you ain’t. Your first last venture into satirizing a poster was entertaining, novel, and earned you well-deserved plaudits; now you’re turning into the next One Trick Pony™. You should have quit while you were ahead.
I know an Anna Kata, she went to my high school! she used to ride my bus! are you saying you’re a bus? what kind of bus? a school bus?
When I first saw the title of the thread, I though “hmm, satire.”
Then I saw who wrote it.
Astroboy come hither and let me lay great knowledge upon your feeble countenance. Methinks thou dost have a mere dial up connection, or thou hast no patience.
You can’t understand the game without a program–and a cable internet connection. Egads, this crap was loading slowly. Anyhoo, this whole thing is directed at ambushed whos post on materialism is, shall we say, obtuse. Lib. is affecting a quasi-ambushed character. Got it? Good. Now carry on.
Peepthis is being a little harsh. Thank goodness ambushed spared us the “grandiloquent” style, my stomach is already a little funky, and the ambushed style is already pretty dandy. Example?..
“…[M]ere choice of words,” in a debate, on the internet, about philosophy? O’tay, moving on…
My head hurts…I don’t know what’s happening…I’m thoroughly confused…
but if you’re giving out Greek names, I’ll be I Eta Pi
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PeepThis,
Because I am superior, I hold against you neither your myopic comprehension, nor your feeble intellect, nor your tiny penis. Now, keep your wits about you lest I open a thread titled, “Hey, slow down! I’m thinking as fast as I can!” Now, please report to Astroboy at once.
Tars Tarkas,
I am neither this bus nor that bus, for I am every bus. And as well, I am the driver of the bus, and I am its passenger. And I am all the passengers. I was the Anna Kata you thought you knew. I was also your high school. I am. That is who I am.
So let it be written; so let it be done.
Don’tcha know He’s a head, every head, and no head, all at the same time! He’s the head head! don’t lose your head trying to figure this out, for that is His head also.
If any of you are disturbed by the thought of Lib being in you, i sell a “b]Lib**-B-Gone” soap wash that you can buy for $19.95, plus 4.95 S+H. Supply is limited, call now!
When did elucidator change user-names, and does the real Libertarian know about it?
My irrefutable logic kicks your irrefutable logic’s ass!
HA!!!
Greek names?
Dibs on I Phelta Thi.
I am appalled, and offended by this remark. Please adjust your cultural sensibilities so as not to slur those of us of the Equine-American persuasion.
We now return you to your regualarly scheduled incoherent ramblings.
I don’t want any Greek letters for myself, but I’d like to lay claim to Beta and Summa for our dear acquaintance ambushed, as well as a Theta, Rho, Omicron, and two Lambdas.
In my best hour I could not lay it on so thick with a reinforced spatula, but ambushed seems to have gone to the “Lay it on nice and thick!” school of debate: if you spend an hour saying nothing at all, most people will just nod and smile having no idea what the fuck you’re saying or why you’re saying it (and subsequently will not give two and a half shits about it), and the people who do understand will see that you’re the type of person who uses big words to disguise the fact that you got your philosophy from the back of a cereal box.
Boo-ring.
Apparently it’s a bit too effective for some people.
Don’t you mean Eta Beta Pi?
Hey, Bluepony - how you* doin’? <whinny>
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