ScOo_gUy - for you

It makes you wonder IF my wife left me you little jackass. I never said she DID.

In point of fact, she was taken away in handcuffs. That’s a story for another day.

But I look forward to hearing from you… I really, really do. Every time you postulate, you make me look good. You are my little Straw Man.

(You’ll learn of the Straw Man, ad hominem attacks, and cogent arguments wnen and IF you ever get to college, boy. Until then, you are increasing the renown of the Farmer on these boards. Please… don’t ever stop.

Farmer, please, your blood pressure.

He’s amusing to toy with, at best. Getting yourself worked up is pointless. Think of him as the infamous Jack Dean Tyler with a different OCD focus, and you’ll feel much better about ignoring his inanity.

Truly.

Esprix

But, Esprix, I have no idea of whom you speak. Check my posts; I am a newbie.

I’ll buy the OCD diagnosis, though. This kid is NOTHING if not focused.

::hands over ears trying desperately to block out all the noise, shouting across the thread to Irishman::

It doesn’t always work, but even if only 1 time out of 10 you can make someone actually stop and THINK about what they’re saying as opposed to telling them “you’re not worth my time” in a huff, then it’s worth the effort. If they persist in keeping their eyes closed, well, you gave it a shot, and now you KNOW they’re not worth the time. You know?

I spend DAYS and DAYS over a hot keyboard, trying to cook up a nice thread for you, and THEN, when you come back to the site, you decide you want YAHOO!

Well, FINE. From now on, you can cook your own thread!

(FarmerOak runs off, sobbing)

Hie thee hence to the Search function (but be gentle), and seek out Mr. Tyler. You will not be disappointed. BBQ Pit and Great Debates both have several threads, but you’ll have to search back for a year, because they started sometime around last Thanksgiving. I could have sworn that someone compiled a catalogue of them for ATMB, but I couldn’t find it. Truly one of the great obsessives to ever grace our humble li’l boards.

Oy, I’m not done dealing with the little fucker we’ve got here NOW. I’ll defer the research until this reprobate is dispatched.

ScumBoy? Any comments? Wanna impugn my family any more? We’re all listening, kid.

So, let’s see, we have Scooey here, and B&B dancing around with his “may gAyest hoMie Esprick nAZi you be da bad Self hAngin widda fUnk”.

Methinks we REALLY need to start culling the stupid, if only to do the universe a favor.

I’m not gonna argue with you there, and ScoobeyDoo and BB are the Poster Children for the Smother Them in the Crib Movement. If these children had not had syphilitic whores for mothers, this thread would not have been necessary.

The United States is primarily responsible for the DumbFuck Child Syndrome. We crank out children that are sub-human in most cases, and yet we insist on poviding them with just enough education to make them dangerous to themselves and others, with no values to offset their destructive tendencies. Their sense of entitlement is unprecedented, yet they can’t even spell “work ethic,” much less grasp the concept. But every fucking one of them can get to the 45th level of HotPants Warehouse: The Quest for Poon, which is both bought and played without the knowledge of their oblivious parents.

Interestingly, parents today are not so much interested in RAISING good children as they are in being CREDITED with having done so. There is a big fat difference. RAISING good children (i.e., those who become responsible adults) means work, sacrifice and discipline. Being CREDITED with having raised good children means defending your rotten turd of a child at all costs, even when he is the most warped fucker ever to walk the Earth since… well, since YOU.

You disinterested fuckers who went out and bred in your twenties, without considering the consequences, and without following up by raising your children in an atmosphere of love, respect and discipline, have raised the most self-centered and venal generation since the Roman Empire.

Congratulations, assholes.

Good point, FarmerOak.

What’s really sad is that none of the little darlings has the attention span to read what you just wrote.

'twasn’t written for them, BooBoo, but for thee and me.

That no-one has leapt on this

As sig line of the week.

Can I have it, esprix? Pretty please?

Oh FarmerOak you are missing some good (well, depending on definition…) some facinating stuff. Go check out Jack Dean Tyler. Seriously. Skoogie has nothing on this guy. Nothing.

Esprix:

“Out” in force?

Oh, Esprix, you’re so gay!

I could have sworn that I left a mad NaZi GAy thread around these parts somewhere… has anyone seen it?

pan - lose my own head next

kabbes, I think it disappeared about the same time B&B’s posting privileges did.

Scoo_guy,

You are simply looking for meanings in Floyd songs and tying them in with movies.

The funniest ( not as in you’re funny, but rather your pathetic attempts at forming coherent thoughts amuse me) thing you posted was about The Division Bell.

It has nothing to so with Planet of the Apes.

read this site, as it provides a great theory (with lots of pictures for you to look at!!)
http://www.angelfire.com/co/1x137/enigma.html

Then again, the words might be a little advanced for you.
Would this be more to your level?
See Spot.
See Spot Run.
Run, spot! Run!

See Spunkmop.
See Spunkmop post.
Post spunkmop! Post!

See Spunkmop.
See spunkmop troll!
Troll, Spunkmop! Troll!
See UncleBeer.
See UncleBeer IP-check.
IP-check UncleBeer! IP-check!

See TubaDiva.
See TubaDiva Ban!
Ban, TubaDiva, Ban!

<looks around furtively>

Personally, I’ve always believed that Pink Floyd’s album “The Wall” synchs pretty well with the movie “Pink Floyd:The Wall”

Paranoid freak.

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