Since you’ve lost the ability to attack the Illiterati, you’re now attacking Non-members? Miller was a Charter Member, and will be one again after he retires from modding.
I’m a Charter Member. I attacked you, I will continue to attack you. You’re an asshole, a jerk, and someday you’ll be banned, Charter Member or not. There are hundreds of “parasitic freeloaders” on this board who contribute more than you do. For that matter, an amoeba whose non-existent brain cell hasn’t divided yet would contribute more than you do.
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[li]I’m female; [/li][li]I know you can swear in any forum, but I thought there might be some, ah, additional and highly creative invective in some of the posts. More than is the norm in other forums.[/li][li]Seems I was right about the additional invective, though not exactly for the reason expected. [/li][/ol]
takes quick peek at thread title see it still says Most Hated Commercials, Holiday Edition
Hey, I’ve got another one! How about that touching Wells Fargo commercial, where the renowned “Wells Fargo wagon” of Oklahoma! fame is rolling down the snow-covered road late one night, only to encounter a group of friendly snow persons who happily offer up their carrot noses for the team of horses pulling the wagon full of packages and gifts for the hardy frontier townspeople …
At least that’s what they want you to think. Having plenty of experience with Wells Fargo myself, every time I see that spot all I can think of is a greed so boundless at Wells Fargo they even take the noses right off these innocent snowmen (and women and children!), just to feed to their horses.
My wife does not agree with me, but I think it’s a little bit tone-deaf for the ad agency to come up with this particular image for a mega-bank like Wells Fargo. Hands off my carrot nose, bankers!
The song The Wells Fargo Wagon is from The Music Man, not *Oklahoma![/ I]
In case you weren’t talking about the song, I’m pretty sure the stagecoach doesn’t enter into the plot. Maybe in the movie, there’s a scene where Will steps off a stage upon his return from Kansas City.
I’ve never actually been in a Sheetz station (though I do like their car wash, and the one next to me has free air for tires). They seem to be a bit classier than those places that sell paper roses in glass tubes next to the checkout.
I was born and raised in Altoona, PA, where there’s a Sheetz on every other corner (it’s their headquarters…I didn’t see a 7-11 until I was 20), so Sheetz ain’t no thang to me. They’re generally cleaner and better-run than Turkey Hill or 7-11, but they’re still just convenience stores.
I’m so over being a moderator that I can’t even remember when I was one. I think I was hired sometime in 2003 or 2004 ('cause I know I was in Denver then), and I think I quit sometime in late 2008 ('cause I know I was in St. Louis then, and hadn’t been there for long). (Actually, I could more precisely time my hiring if I could only remember when pay-to-post started, as I’d paid two yearly subscriptions before then. I think.) So out of 13 1/2 years on the board, I was a mod for four to five of those years. If that was so important to me, I’d still be here seven years later?
If you can provide evidence that I ever banned anyone due to my stunningly handsome and beautiful personal issues, please do so. If you can provide a rumor, please do so. If you can provide a speculation, please do so.
My performance as a mod, whether I was a good mod, has, of course, been questioned. My personal integrity in my performance as a mod has never been questioned. So, eat shit, you scumbag.
Arrgh! Of course you’re right … and not only that, I live in Iowa, home of both Meredith Willson and River City! I must have been thinking of the Wells Fargo surrey with the fringe on top.
I am pretty sure there are no snowmen giving up their noses to the Wells Fargo wagon in either Oklahoma! or The Music Man, however. Gypsy may be a different story, though - my guess is Mama Rose would have no qualms taking those carrots …
Yes. That was the point. Classier places don’t sell crack pipes.
There is a radio ad offering to finance your Christmas jewelry purchase over the next 60 months, that one just fills me with rage. If you need to finance a Christmas present over FIVE FUCKING YEARS, you need to rethink your gift giving.
There is an outfit called the Shane Company, every ad of theirs on the radio humiliates all the ones that are not thinking of buying a diamond this time of the year.
