The art of not posting too much.

So… Crane Kick?

I doubt anyone mentally armed with nothing more than a pool-noodle is much of a threat to anyone else. By anyone, I mean you troll.

Wait… you’re Canadian, right? Are you a “scanner”?

So Morgenstern, before I put you on ignore and move on, there’s one thing I want to be clear on. I’m not a troll. I’m an asshole, and I’m also proud of it. With that said, have a nice life.

LOL, if I could make people’s heads blow up with the power of my mind I’d be making a killing as a government assassin instead of processing and collecting accounts receivable for a living.

“The vague pronoun thing” (technically known as “unclear antecedent”) is just as much of a hindrance to communication as the passive voice.

My friend’s new puppy had a big ol’ tapeworm, but puppy got a shot and now she’s all better. A puppy story always lightens the mood, right? RIGHT?

That will give you 2 things in common with Clothahump.

Yes. You are a troll. I will be there, in the future, to point out your trollery.

I don’t think people have much to worry about there.

Troll on noodles.

Oh, no. Are you going to be one of those angry, tiresome old coots who follow a poster from forum to forum, calling them a troll when they post their peach cobbler recipe?
I need to add that to my list of warning signs that I’m ready to go to The Home:

Have you (or any of us) ever actually heard his voice? I have heard his speech generator on numerous occasions, but I do not recall ever hearing his voice.

This reminds me of when my toddler stands on a chair and shouts the same word over and over

I remember hearing him speak on some PBS documentary back in the 1970s. His voice was very slurred and almost completely unintelligible (the documentary used a voiceover, like a simultaneous translation, that repeated what Hawking said).

There are YouTube clips of Hawking’s actual voice if you’re curious.

So a pitting is what I get for returning from Cecil’s Gulag? Yeah, I admit that I’m the SDMB’s Grandpa Simpson, full of tales about obsolete technology and people you don’t know, but I am ready to admit that my love affair with Win XP is over and that Russian hackers of XP don’t even bother translating anything into English, expecting me to learn Russian, which isn’t happening because the hostess of the local PBS station’s Russian class wasn’t as pretty as the hostess of their Greek class and if I need a translation I have my SIL from Siberia, but y’all coulda at least said “welcome back.” Harumph.

Welcome back!!! :smiley:

Sorry for the confusion, wrong thread…wrong message board!

But funnily enough, it worked in this thread! :smiley:

Yeah! Back in the day he would speak and he had a fellah standing nearby to ‘translate’. It was kind of surreal to see because Steve-o would say something brilliant like, “err-rrr-rreer-rre-r-rr-ee-r-rrrrr” and the translation would be something like “[science science science science pun]”

Cite.

Ok, sorry. Really: cite. (go to 3:00)

I guess this struck a nerve because someone is now following me around the Pit to stand on other chairs and shout. Morgenstern is a cowardly little bitch.

I didn’t follow you around you hapless cretin. I posted in a zombie thread that you bumped calling you were a clueless dumb fuck, in so many words. And you ran back here to complain? Are you this confused with everything in life?

Morgenstern is a poopy bum head!
Hehe hehe

Who got better? The puppy or the tapeworm?[/passive aggressive voice]

I thought the post was brilliant performance art.