[cheddarsnax] I went outside today and boy, was that sky blue! I mean it was BLUE!
And then elucidator was dumb.
Yeah. [/cheddarsnax]
Pity elucidator’s pellucid prose poinks pubbie pubies.
Pretty elocution enhances extremist elaboration.
Squink: Onacon-oponasan feway on the REfresh.
Yeah, what he said. I think. Maybe.
Buy seriouly, let’s ease up on ol’ elucidator. I mean, come on, guy’s going to be scarred for life after this vicious pitting.
Think of the children!
(Sorry Red, just couldn’t get a profunditary grasp of Squink’s wordiage. You ever watch In Living Color?)
I’ve seen better pits in my dental records.
I’ve seen better pits in Pittsburgh.
I feel compelled to apologize for the sorry state of this Pitting. I don’t know what to say, really. Good natured badinage and the like is all very well in its place, but a Pitting should be vitriol and shrapnel, shouldn’t it?
I’m just not pissing off enough people. I’ll have to work on that.
PS to Squink Thanks. I think.
Brief hijack: Scylla the guide to Pitting was one of the funniest things I’ve read in a while. Very nice. (Certainly funnier than that piece of shit blimp story a while back. Who wrote that tripe, anyway?)
Back on topic, this pitting is a joke. The OP isn’t worthy to sniff elucidator’s well-soiled underwear, let alone criticize him. Crawl away in shame, ignorant churl!
I thought of something to taunt elucidator with! Something to cause his ears to redden and burn with shame!
But I won’t use it. Because I loves me some ** Boris. ** 
Something to think about for the next sandwich-baggie challenge?
**
Well, since he is practically begging to have a proper pitting, I’ll make an opening bid of $6.97 US for said info. I also propose, barring objection from The Pitee, profits from the auction go into the Recovering True Believers Fund®
The Home for the Chronicly Groovy.
Man, this Pitting is so… puerile. I’ve got worse pits under my arms! Right out of the shower! 
Uhhhhh… Maybe I should quit before someone decides to show me just what a proper Pitting should be? I better go bookmark Scylla’s Guide to Pitting Protocol! :eek:
Let me give it the college try to set this pitting right.
elucidator, you’re such a mother frickin goddamm… son of a…
Okay, I give, I can’t find anything. 
How about “pusillanimous poltroon of palaver”?
“Nattering nabob of negativism”? Nah, it’s been done.
“Elucidator, you languorous lackey of lily-livered lagomorphs”?
Well, your second paragraph has my full concurrence, *Giraffe. As for the first, I think it would be wise to remember the words of Hector of Troy, and fear Greeks even when they bear gifts.
A couple of those prongs appear to be of the type that are employed primarily for meltdowns. I’d like to believe Scylla wouldn’t deliberately sneak meltdown-facilitating tips into an ostensible Guide For The Well-Appointed Pittee, but he might not have been inclined to notice the peril they carry.
Without doubt the appalling lack of venom in this 'ere pitting is because there just no value in reheating the reheated left-overs. There’s no sizzle left in the snag. It is simply passe. Why would one bother?
We’re contemplating dissin’ a poster who is self-evidently a liar, a humbug, a hypocrite, a vagabond, a loathsome spotted reptile and a self-confessed chicken strangler. A scrounger, parasite, pervert, a worm, a self-confessed player of the pink oboe; a man (or woman) who by his (or her) own admission chews pillows! It would be hard to imagine, ladies and gentlemen, a more discredited and embittered man.
And if Peter Cook hadn’t said it first, I would have worked it out myself … eventually.
Aw, woolly – I love it when you talk dirty.
Fuck that – I loves me some gyros. Bring on the Greeks!**
You’re cuckoo. Scylla’s post was a nice general guide on how to get down in the trenches and wrassle with your opponents. Any weapon in the hands of a dolt can be used for self-destruction. However, applied properly those prongs carry within them the keys to Pit survival. If I ever get Pitted (hello? helllloooo???), this guide will ensure that my enemies are vanquished and that my allies are also vanquished, but less so.
Of course, I’m pretty sure you only disagreed with me because I fucked your girlfriend. That’s it, isn’t it?
This Pitting brings to mind the old joke:
“I went to the fights the other night, and a hockey game broke out.”