I listened to John Tesh’s Live from Red Rocks while watching A.I. Artificial Intelligence and the theatre manager told me to turn off my boom box or I’d have to leave.
Ooo! My turn, my turn!
I listened to The Best of Lawrence Whelk while watching Titanic, and now I understand the JFK assassination. (But it wasn’t worth it, folks.)
I watched “Plan Nine From Outer Space” while listening to William Shatner’s “The Transformed Man” and my cerebral cortex imploded. As a result, I now understand everything Scooby has posted.
Oh, please Mods, can’t we please, please, purty please have a “pop-a-zit-and-flush-it-down-the-sink-button”?
Oh purty, purty please?!?
Personally, I prefer “pert and saucy” for describing deepbluesea’s ass. Not that I would know…I’m just theorising…
now this one floored me.
I’m not very good at this sync deal so I picked an easy one. Or so I thought.
I took out my Save the Last Dance soundtrack and tried to sync it with my Save the Last Dance DVD. It didn’t work at all! Did I start it in the worng place? Am I supposed to skip a song?
Help!
Deepbluesea’s ass is pert and saucy, Texas style! Yee Haw!!
I watched The Manchurian Candidate in tandem (I refuse to use the phrase “in sync” because of you-know-who.) with a Ricky Martin CD and I understand that I need professional help from now on.
I listened to the Ohio Players while watching Disney’s Aladdin, eating some Pop Rocks, reading the Desiderata, and glancing at the latest infected-needles email I’d received.
As a result, I entered the Snopeshood for just a second. If it happens again, I may not come back.
Quoting Scooguy from the first page:
Now see, this is exactly why people think you’re a moron. First of all, you are unable to explain your initial assertion, the one that I started this whole thread about. You have been unable from the first use in the original comments thread and through at least two specific requests in this thread to answer this question. Now a smart person (as you claim to be) would either offer some explanation (however faulty or confused), or else recognize there is no good explanation, and concede that. And upon conceding that point, a smart person (as you claim to be) would then reconsider that word usage in the future. I don’t see any of that from you. No explanation is offered except, as I interpret your comment, “Everyone else says it.” Isn’t there some cliche about everyone else jumping off bridges that is applicable here? (Note: that’s a rhetorical question. I know the cliche, do you?) Furthermore, you don’t even acknowledge that the statement you made was (1) baseless, and (2) insulting. [(3) Hi Opal.] Much less do you make any attempts to apologize to anyone offended by the comment, or even mention that you will reconsider saying the same in the future. In other words, you have no problem being offensive purely because other kids say that. And somehow this is supposed to get us to think you’re a bright person?
And then there’s evidence number 2 as to why people think you’re a moron: what was all that stuff about syphilis? I’m not so dense I don’t get the “dad” reference (though frankly I’m pretty sure I never met your mother 
), but the rest of that has no connection to reality. Unless perhaps that was a misplaced paragraph and it was directed at John (being FarmerOak?)?
Although, for the record, I went back to look at the original thread again, and it appears to me the first person posting derision and ridicule was FarmerOak. I can see why Scooguy might be a little defensive.
Originally posted by ScOo_gUy:
Smeghead said:
FarmerOak replied:
Farmer, that wasn’t his comment. Look again at what Scooguy posted. Read the words. Is that not a perfect example of irony?
FarmerOak said:
Esprix said:
Omigod, it’s worse than that. It’s 32 goddamn sick cats!
Scooguy posted:
Actually, you were being nice when you started posting (until the “gay” comment that started this thread and which you still haven’t answered), but your idea of plenty of evidence is less than adequate.
Scooguy said
You seem to have missed FarmerOak’s previous post about the Time Cube. Hint: I quoted it above. As for his getting upset at you, I think it had something to do with your refusal to accept explanations for why they weren’t intentional synchs such as the band members all deny intentional synchs, the logistics of making the albums precludes making synchs, and the technology didn’t exist at the time for the average consumer to experience the synchs anyway. Rather, you claim to thin “proofs” such as “just listen to it and you can hear the synch” and “what about the typos on the album covers, Pink Floyd wouldn’t allow errors like that” and the ever popular “Look at the album cover art.” And then you’re extension of the argument to include numerous albums by a variety of bands to numerous other movies and conclude that they were all secret intentional synchs as well. (The Police, just because they named the album “Synchronicity”?) All the while failing to address the criticisms. Looking at the exchange, FarmerOak was already hammering you by the time you posted your age - that was what prompted you posting your age. Also that’s when you made the gay = stupid reference. Although that comment did get some of the other posters irked at you.
deepbluesea, hilarious post on “smartass”.
There seems to be pervasive (note avoidance of term “wide-spread”) concern about appropriate descriptive terms for my ass on this MB, so I decided it was time to consult an expert. Yes, I asked my Loved One for a frank and honest evaluation of my ass, offering her a full range of potential adjectives to choose from. And, Dijon, you’ll be pleased to hear that she selected:
Pert and Saucy!
It’s official! All and sundry are now welcome to refer to my ass as pert and saucy. If a shorter term is needed, I suggest “saucyass” or “pertass” to substitute for the inaccurate and now-discarded “smartass.”
But, Dr. Lao, I’m sorry to have to report that the LO completely rejected the addition of “Texas-style.” She noted that this phrase is unclear - does it mean “Texas-sized” or “served with barbecue sauce”? And I was forced to agree. The Texas-sized aspect deserves no further investigation - after all, can something be both “pert” and “gargantuan”? - but I realized after a minute’s reflection that the sauce issue was a potentially thorny one. Just in case, I wanted a judgement call on the right sauce for my ass.
I, myself, was thinking of in terms of an herbed lemon-butter sauce, but the LO made a touching, even heart-rending plea for a spicy red chili sauce. And, as I mentioned before, she’s the expert. So, Texas-style is out (though you can call it Southwestern-style if you must). A further suggested term for my ass would be “chiliass,” or even “spicyass,” though I ask you restrict the use of these to avoid confusion with Scylla’s wolfass. And please note that I discourage the use of “redass” because it can be misleading; I don’t want to end up the subject of a MPSIMS thread about spanking enthusiasts, a GD thread about corporal punishment, or - god forbid - a Pit thread about people who sunbathe naked despite the resultant increased risk of skin cancer.
I think we’ve now cleared up just about all the confusion relating to my ass. I, for one, am glad to be able to take a firm stance on this issue, and I’m thankful to SquintyGuy, my LO, my exercise bicycle, the OP, and all thread participants for helping to bring this debate to a successful resolution.
Now, let’s see if we can do the same with Squinty.
Ladies and gentlemen, I think we’ve found our poster child for the “double-check the expiration date on your medication” campaign.
[sub]P.S. I attempted to sync up The Ghost and Mr. Chicken with a CD of ambient forest noise, and I’ve been urinating steadily for three and a half days now.
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I meant “Texas-style” as in bold and imposing. Not something to be trifled with under any circumstances.
Also, I meant it in the sense of extreme self-confidence. Have you ever heard the song That’s Right (You’re Not From Texas) by Lyle Lovett? That is what I am talking about. Your ass knows it is the best and that there will be many emulators but no duplicators. Yet, it still very gracious to all those inferior to it.
Admittedly, this meaning may be unclear to the casual observer. I blame television. The “Texas-style” modifier is thrown around in a much too loose and haphazard fashion. Due to this shabby treatment all of the subtler connotations of the phrase are lost.
I am truly flattered. Your LO is obviously a woman of impeccable taste. 
As a bona fide expert on The Wizard Of Oz (since I’m working on a showing of it now, I must know the whole thing inside and out, right?), I can conclusively say that no Pink Floyd song and/or album syncs up with the show.
What DOES sync with it, however, is Weird Al Yankovic’s Running With Scissors album.
Sheese, Scoo… get with the program. Wizard Of Oz is sooooo early-1900s.
Where the hell did this twit come from? Does the asylum have a 'Net connection now or what? Hey, ScOo_gUy, this thread is not, repeat, not a compliment!
BTW: I’m not even bothering to read your posts anymore, they’re giving me a headache. It’s your posting style, not the content. I really have no idea what the content is because I can’t tell where the previous posts end and where your replies start! If you plan on sticking around, even if only to amuse the rest of us, please clean up your posting style!
Please Do Not Wake The Trolls.