Huh?
I thought maroon was a color, and therefore an adjective. Please explain the noun form of “maroon”.
Also, do you only need two maroons to make a bunch?
gluteus maximus’s education obviously skipped the Bugs Bunny cartoons.
We didn’t get that channel, all right?
My parents wouldn’t subscribe to cable TV because the local cable company was owned by the mob… I HAVE been collecting cartoons via Kazaa, you know, to try to catch up…
So, enlighten me, Desmostylus!
Help round-out my education and fill this information-gap in data-base!
… in my data-base!
It was just the way Bugs pronounced “moron”.
Bugs would say “What a maroon” or “What a bunch of maroons”, etc.
Oh.
Thanks! 
Careful! That Coldfire dude has been known to lurk around here, and if he sees this, he’ll likely have some choice words for you!
Well, I’m glad that we got the “maroon” thing cleared up! As far as “morons” listening to Rush Limbaugh, sorry, my sister is neither a moron (or a maroon). Anyone who can come up with the “Orgasmatron” line on the spur-of-the-moment is far from being stupid.
Gadfly, thanks! 
Uh oh!!! :eek: Make that morons and moderators? Sorry Coldfire.
yosemitebabe
Yep, I’ll bet she can use that on her resume.
:rolleyes:
Look, dude, sorry you don’t have a sense of humor. Your loss.
Stop taking everything so seriously. Yeeeeesh.
It’s dudette to you babe and I think you’re a riot. Nothing wrong with my sense of humor. 
Here’s Bugs saying “What a maroon” (warning, sound, obviously)
For a minute I thought this was going to be about the movie Orgazmo which has a similar weapon. It’s a hilarious movie, by the way.
As for your note, yosemitebabe, I want you to know that it is a beautiful form of pure evil, and I love it!
CJ
My guess is that’s why in Roger Rabbit they decided to call the company Maroon Cartoons. Apart from the convenient rhyme, that is.
Watched Roger Rabbit on Disney channel tonight, then, GuanoLad? So’d I.
I try to be discrete one fucking time and this is what I get.
Last summer, after patiently waiting for a parking spot to open up at a mall in Topeka, a car full of kids zoomed right in and grabbed it–despite the fact that we were in clear, full view and had our turn signal on. When they got out of their car, the driver looked at us and rolled his eyes.
So, while the thought of keying the car was momentarily inviting, I suggested to auntie em that we leave a note saying that we had keyed their newish sporty-looking car. I figured that even if they spent five minutes searching for the scratch, it’d be worth it. And if it was Daddy’s car, then they would have been even more frantic, because no one wants Dad to find the scratch first. (We were even tempted to wait around until the kids left the mall and saw the note; but then we decided that we were working waaaay too hard at being petty. :))
I have never keyed a car in my life, but I always thought that if I did, i would write “Have a nice day!” in big letters on the hood of the car.
Keying someone’s car, however justified, could get me in trouble, so I prefer just to hock a big ol’ nasty lugey on the car, preferably on the driver’s window.
Quit whining! You’re the one that caused me to make that unwise comment about Rush Limbaugh and now I have to spend each paranoid moment, just hoping that coldfire will not notice my unfortunate slur of his heroe. :eek: [really colfire, I didn’t mean it or if I did, it was just pure ignorance on my part. I am too stupid to live, but please let me.]