They rapin’ *errbody *up in here.
I didn’t check but I have heard high five as a slang term for AIDS. (high five = Hi V)
Skald doesn’t have to come to this thread. We’re looking for him, we’re gonna find him.
If only he had left his t-shirt…
I support Skald’s athletic support. group
>boom tish!<
Slang like that just makes me sick.
It appears to have the same effect on ZPG Zealot.
Regards,
Shodan
I’m still confused. 6impossiblethings4breakfast, you’ve mentioned several times in several threads that you used to date Skald or at least know him very well IRL. Are you saying that’s all a joke or am I being whooshed. Admittedly that’s fairly easy to do.
I’m chafe-free, but them as lives by the pedantry will die by the Gaudere, so you may as well succumb gracefully to the inevitable. No frowny face, have this instead. 
I concede, and accept your malacandrally generous gift.
Monomanic is now my favourite word. Thanks SDMB.
I think you’re rubbin’ something too hard here, BBJ… **
Myrnalene** did, and a sock came out.
Do people like you who post crap like this on the internet really think others are impressed by it? Serious question.
No, Myrnalene saw a sock come out, and commented on it.
Hm. Let me see splatterpunk…Considering that my post was in response to BottledBlondJeanie (you know, the kind that comes out of the bottle, or the lamp when you rub it) I guess the crap I posted was to amuse, rather than to impress. (Serious answer. It seems posts have to be serious.)
What Myrnalene thinks she saw is not a sock.
Anything else as major as this fuck up your day, or are you just generally angry for no reason?
Yes, I get the genie in the lamp-rubbing the lamp-thing, but I guess I don’t get why anyone was supposed to be “amused” by it. She asked you a simple fucking question, and your implication that she has manufactured this belief that you were involved with Skald is ridicuous. You have implied such: “Oh, Skald, what we had…”
Don’t make me dig up the links.
And I’m never angry without reason.
Maybe nobody was supposed to be amused by it splatter, except me. Which, in my world, is sometimes enough.
BTW, I’m pretty sure the whole farce was admitted to on the thread in question (don’t make me dig up the link) so I really don’t know what the fuck you’re harping on about.
The simple fucking answer to the simple fucking question that has curiously gotten you so fucking angry (not without reason, according to you; though it remains undefined) is this:
*BottledBlondJeanie, I have never dated Skald, known him, or met him IRL. What you have read in what I recall was only one thread (though it may have been referenced once in another) was a spontaneous riff that simply evolved. Don’t feel bad if you thought it was real. Some people take everything they read on the internet that way.
*Clearer for you splatterpunk? Is that it now? Or is there some sock thing to deal with?
Trolls who are indignant are my least favorite kind, ranked lower even than trolls who smell of mint and trolls who pun.
The best kind are the elusive trolls who give me money. Why can’t we have more of those?
How do you feel about trolls who are accountants?
Y’know… comptrollers.
I thought those were the trolls who give free drinks in casinos. Be that as it may, Bryan Ekers, the trolls who eat all of your expensive cheeses know where you live.
Let them come! My fort has rocks!
You can tell he’s serious by the bulging blue vein…