Now, GuanoLad has a point (besides that one). Sluggy Freelance isn’t the kind of mindless, yuk-a-minute funny that Generation Drool uses to take what passes for their minds off how pathetic their lives really are. It’s humorous, sometimes thought-provoking, and occasionally poignant, but not the gut-wrenching, laugh-until-you’re-out-of-breath funny that probably isn’t found in any written medium, because writing presupposes literacy.
So, it’s unlikely that Valley Girls (like JoBeth)or their male counterparts (there’s probably a term for them, but, not knowing it, I generally just call them “idiots”) will ever collapse in giggles over Sluggy Freelance (oh, it has had its moments, but there’s not the level of sustained stupidity that one would find among Star Wars fanbois). OTOH, that’s a good thing, because Sluggy Freelance can be used as a touchstone to separate real people from the legion of brainless wastoids who think that Britney Spears has talent, and that DragonLance is a manifestation of creativity.
Yeah, lousy fanboys. They’re so ridiculously obsessed with a form of entertainment that they consider anyone who doesn’t like Star Wars a moron.
I mean, you’d have to be pretty fucked up to think that anyone who doesn’t like everything you like is just completely without worth.
What kind of arrogant fuck would think that a single cartoon (oops… i mean… umm… Star Wars) would prove intelligence?
And that arrogant fuck would also have to be really, really braindead to post on a public message board designed to attract the intelligent that anyone who doesn’t agree is stupid.
Sluggy Freelance is an unsurpassed satrie of the media, Hollywood, and all things mundane.
That last term applies to you, you vagrants.
For all you dammed vermin who despise the Glorious Sluggy: May the Irish Curse of Mary O’Meara and her nine, blind, starving, orphaned children pursue you over the rivers and the hills and lakes and the seas so far that God Himself couldn’t find you with a roadmap, two hands, and a Geiger counter to help Him.
Slug. . . . er uhhhh. . . Star Wars rocks, dude! :rolleyes:
Count me among the drooling minions who has yet to wet her lacy whites over the cartoon. Amusing at times, but if “OTOH, that’s a good thing, because Sluggy Freelance can be used as a touchstone to separate real people from the legion of brainless wastoids who think that Britney Spears has talent, and that DragonLance is a manifestation of creativity.” is some gage you use to separate whatever group YOU belong from whatever group I belong, I’ll stay over here, thankyouverymuch. I would rather pass my judgments of people by their actions and not their taste in entertainment.
I found Sluggy Freelance to be moderately funny at best; if I wasn’t familiar with “Star Trek” I probably wouldn’t have found it funny at all. Sluggy certainly can’t hold a candle to classics like Bloom County, Calvin and Hobbes, and The Far Side, at least in this brainless wastoid’s opinion. And as for Britney Spears, give me a break. Everyone knows that Christina Aguilera is way more talented …
Which is not unlike saying, “Gee, this pile of decaying grass clippings isn’t nearly as disgusting as this putrid, maggot-ridden corpse”.
In this case, however, you happen to be right. As this quantitative analysis shows, Aguilera is better than Spears, both of whom are better than the Backstreet Boys. Which is not to say that they don’t all suck, just that Aguilera doesn’t suck nearly as badly as Spears, 'N Sync, and the Backstreet Boys.
Now, of course, even you will recognize that a dictionary definition, although it may be the starting point for a discussion, will hardly be the end. However, although you are entitled to be as nasty and brutish (and even as short) as you wish, I do not think it wise to publicly assert that headshok is of the opinion that Britney Spears is actually more talented than Christina Aguilera (which, to steal a phrase from Joe Queenan, is like having to judge between a decaying nectarine and a festering kumquat at the 25[sup]th[/sup] Annual Putrescent Fruit Festival).
Actually, I kind of like the smell of decaying grass clippings. That doesn’t make me weird, does it? And although I was being sarcastic, I must say that I do find Christina Aguilera marginally more tolerable than Britney Spears. Sort of like the way Sluggy Freelance is more readable than Beetle Bailey. Sure, I need professional counseling, but I can’t help the way I feel. Aguilera can do that weird, “I think Mariah Carey is a talented diva so I’m doing this fake vibrato with my voice while contorting my mouth like I am fellating a hippo and waving my hand around to show I am soulful” thing, which is entertaining to watch, although probably not in the sense that Aguilera intends. Let’s see Britney do that.
Sure, I need professional counseling, but I can’t help the way I feel. Aguilera can do that weird, “I think Mariah Carey is a talented diva so I’m doing this fake vibrato with my voice while contorting my mouth like I am fellating a hippo and waving my hand around to show I am soulful” thing, which is entertaining to watch, although probably not in the sense that Aguilera intends. Let’s see Britney do that.