Note: This has nothing to do with the content of these threads or with the OPs themselves.
When I Dope, I hit the “View new posts” link and browse through until I find a new thread that piques my interest. Because doing this results in threads from all of the forums, not just one, I get a wide array of threads.
And often, in a fit of silliness, I’ll find myself mentally answering questions that are posed in thread titles. Mind you, I’m not necessarily opening the thread.
Examples:
Q: Is the Bible written by God?
A: No, it was written by Marvin Plotnik of Schenectady, New York.
Q: What the fuck makes you think you can threaten my kids?
A: Your kids are brats. Plus, they dress funny.
[Again, please note that the “answers” have nothing to do with the content.]
Q: Why did Henry VIII have so many problems with securring a male heir?
A: Not enough good, stout rope.
See what I mean?
I thought, “Maybe I’m not the only one who does this.” Then I thought, “I probably am.” And then that was followed by, “Two thoughts don’t make a right.” Which made no sense, and I procured more coffee as an antidote.
Well it ain’t just a day, it’s a day and a night, so be thankful it isn’t tuesdayandnight. And what the heck is up with monday, that’s from moon day for all you unejukated plebs. WTF, the moon isn’t out much in the daytime now is it, moonnight is a much better name.
If God is all he’s cracked up to be, why are there so many reality TV shows?
I propose that after six PM, instead of saying “Monday, Tuesday, etc”, we refer to it as “Monnight, Tuesnight, etc…” All dopers should immediately adopt and use this procedure; thereby casting our wills upon the rest of society. This is only the first of many procedures that will be implemented in our eventual takeover of the world. Someday, we will all look back at this and agree that this was the magical moment the doper takeover began.
Please feel free to add your own suggestions as to how we can takeover the world in as many off-the-wall and generally assinine ways as possible.
That’s annoying as heck, Zenster. It’s right up there with the time I answered the phone at work. The caller said “May I please speak to Mr. Smith?” I said, “May I ask who’s calling?” He said “Yes.”
Okay, I get it, he’s right, I’m wrong – but how obnoxious.
