Oh, sheesh.
<crickets chirp into the night>
Oh come on now John, just click on the little, little button and don’t worry that the scrollbar don’t work…
(I do find it delicious that he was a straight up troll but I was so having fun.)
Wow. An honest troll. Who’da thunk it?
And the scary part is how close to the truth it was; I swear I’ve had conversations with people that sounded like the OP except they were SERIOUS.
If it means anything, I really hope you don’t get kicked off for trolling, although I can see where you might. 1) it was as funny as all-hell and 2) it’s Halloween!
Color me surprised. :rolleyes:
But I do have to admit: Aggressive Homosexuals would make a neat band name.
Um… buh… wha?
Wow.
Okay.
Hmm.
Someone said something about cake?
No…you’re one of those closet pagans.
Not that the guy is around any more…but I would hope the majority of posters would consider “pagan spellcraft” to be nonsense. Only thing is we aren’t about to actively attack those who believe otherwise because they aren’t making it their life goal to belittle the beliefs of everyone else in a vain attempt at conversion.
It’s the cake of agressive homosexual love. All can eat freely!
yeah ok so that’ll teach me to preview before posting… stupid fake fundies…
Um… actually, andygirl, that doesn’t even sound appetizing to me… maybe it’s 'cause I just filled up on the Snickers bars of insistent gay infatuation.
To be read along with this chapter of the Brick Testament.
It was very late on Hallow’s Eve and still dark, when Eve came to the tomb. She saw that the stone had been moved away from the tomb…
–> Next
And the women came out and ran away from the tomb because they were scared shitless…
–> Next
…and came running to Nickrz and, um that other guy, the one whom Esprix loved. ‘They have taken the Lord out of the tomb,’ she said, ‘and we don’t know where they have put him.’
–> Next
And the other women with them also told the apostles, but this story of theirs seemed pure bullshit, and they told 'em to fuck 'emselves.
–> Next
The disciples then went back home. Fuckin’ packed bowl and shit back there, who could blame 'em?
–> Next
And suddenly, coming to meet them was Jesus. ‘Texas,’ he said.
–> Next
In a state of alarm and fright, they thought they were seeing a ghost. But then again, it was Hallow’s Eve, and they were all dressed as The Village People, so they pretty much got over it.
–> Next
But he said, ‘Why are you so agitated, and why are these doubts stirring your hearts? See by my posting style and my ignorance that it is I myself. Read me and see for yourself; a ghost has no flesh and bones as you can see I have not.’ And as he said this, he showed them his Mustang and guns.
–> Next
Their joy was so great that they could not believe it, as they were dumbasses; so he said to them, ‘You got anythin’ t’ eat? With Tabasco?’
–> Next
And they offered him a piece of barbecued flesh, which he took and ate before their eyes. *“I’m still the fuckin’ Wildest, motherfuckers!” *he screamed, "Ha! I’m goin’ to do some burnouts in the Food Lion parking lot!
-The End-
Don’t forget indifference. I’ve got lots of that now. (yawn)
Hey there Saved BJ. Many of my fellow dopers have taken offence that you posted here, in the Pit, and not in ‘Great Debates’. You know, they do have a point. This is the pit. So you need a few fucks, or cocks, or whatever (actually, you need a lot of them).
Here is how you should have phrased things:
And by the way, SBJ, you’ve really got this thing about “shame”. Like every second sentence is “you should be ashamed”, or “shame on you”, or just plain “shame”. It’s really weird. Tell me the truth. Are you ashamed of your dick or something?
I don’t believe you. As in, I think you are a lying sack of maggotshit trying to “fit in with the crowd”, so to speak.
So, why is this a cake of Agressive Homosexual Love?
leans over to get a closer look at what seems to be an ordinary sheet cake
SPROING.
gets punched by a spring-loaded dildo. (Think Looney Tunes boxing-glove-onna-spring only more phallic)
Ah. I see. Who’s up for some pie of mild interest in bondage? With punch? Punch and pie?
–John
[sup]That’ll get 'em in here.[/sup]
Cake of aggressive homosexual love with Tabasco? (The Tabasco makes it extra aggressive!)
I’m just going to grab a quick bite of this cake, before I go to bed with my wife.
Mmmmmm. Tasty.
It’s raining men…Halellujah
Puhna, that’s fucking hilarious! The piece of shit admitted to trolling and just wants an out, but now can we refuse to acknowledge the fact that he claims not to stand behind what he said? Like not give him the out?
Hehehe.
SBJ: No really I’m sorry…
LC: Sorry for what? You should be ashamed!
SBJ: It was all a bad joke, I’m leaving now.
LC: Oh no, come back here and debate with us, surely you don’t give up on your beliefs so easily!
SBJ: But I don’t have beliefs, I was trolling! Please let me go!
LC: No.
SBJ: Will you at least loosen the manacles?
LC: ::consults with puhna:: No.
SBJ: ::cries::
Almost like the Pulp Fiction scenario, you know turn the tables… Let’s get medieval on Wildest Bill incarnate.
Hey, Lucki, sometimes I’m more sadist than masochist;)
But I really do believe this character wasn’t completely trolling.
Ah, the Burn Maker! A very useful tool, although you have to add the de rigueur references to goat-felching on your own… 
Fun thread, though. The ending caught me by surprise – if nothing else, SBJ had the rhetoric down really well.