Could be either way. I only know the phonetic version, not the script.
And they appear to have given up. Typical.
Damnit, why did you have to misspell “balloon”? Still, I’m glad you learned something new, as have I.
You got it, too, chum.
Did they give up or were they driven away by your nonsensical banter?
Oh Lute, we were conspiring to let it die, now you blew it.
Oops, was that out loud.
Would it be permissible for two posters to merge under one name*, assuming they paid for two memberships?
i.e. Folie À Deux
See, we don’t let each other off the hook. We’re objective!
Hey, I sent you an e-mail. Write back, buddy.
No, no, no. We can’t let this die. Keep them here, that way they don’t infect the rest of the boards.
The former.
You need to work on your ability to identify rhetorical questions.
You know I believe it would be. I mean, not that I know, from my own experience or anything but, yeah, I’ll bet it would be possible. I’ll bet some people have done it. But not me or Aeschines. I wouldn’t do that. I’m sure he wouldn’t, either. So it wouldn’t be either of us. But I’ll bet some people have done it.
Was there once a member named Folie À Deux, or is there still? That’s one of favorite bits of terminology from psychoanalysis! But I’ve never been in one of those. I’m sure Aeschines hasn’t, either.
Love,
Me, myself, and I. (Folie A Trois?)
What the hell for? If you want to say something stupid, why should I cowtow to your desire to deem it “rhetorical”? Big words for small minds.
With decency and integrity, yeah.
By the way, I think Aeschines and I have each of us been all over these boards for a number of years. To quote, I assume, the Master, “It’s taking longer than we thought.”
And that cuts both ways, as we each have demonstrated amply in this thread.
You know, I don’t even like tights. I mean, they’re funny-looking and everything, and I do appreciate humor in most of its forms, but they just look like they would be, like, real tight, you know?
Got it. Will respond.
Ohhhhhh, all of this is bringing back a childhood memory. We psychologists are attuned to such things, you know.
It was summer camp at the local Y. One year, there was this Director named, well, let’s just call him Bill Flower (the last name being pronounced the same as the term popularly used for the bloom or blossom of a plant).
Now, unlike his last name might suggest, Flower was no pansy. He looked almost exactly like Mark Spitz, but was mean, real mean. The girls all hated and loved him simultaneously. I think they would have liked to smack him repeatedly as they rode him. The boys, we just hated him.
He could slice you up in an instant, verbally, and was consistently physically threatening. Once, while he was chasing a kid around the parking lot for no good reason, the kid shouted, “Why don’t you pick on somebody your own size?” Flower retorted, without hesitation and at a full run, “Because I can’t find anybody!”
Now, I despised Flower as much as anyone, but I despised him more than ever at that moment because I knew it was true. It was a lesson in life.
But I got to him, in the end. There was a Staff vs. Campers softball game, and I was pitching, for the Campers, obviously. Flower came up. I tossed the first pitch straight down the pipe. Whiff! Strike one. Second pitch, straight down the pipe. Whiff! Strike two!
I knew what he was doing. I very slowly and softly tossed the next three pitches all over the fucking place, calling out “Ball!” with each one. I let the last one dribble in front of the pitcher’s mound, and shouted, “Take your base!” Then, I ran like hell. We don’t need to get into the rest of the details, but the crowd loved the entire thing.
The moral is: If you’re going to top someone who’s better than you, you’re really going to have to beat him at his own game.
That feels better.
:: flutters lashes ::
My hero!
:: swoons ::
I asked a question that did not need to be answered, Mr. Kresge. That is the definition of a rhetorical question, is it not?
I’m just curious. To what, exactly, does “Mr. Kresge” refer?
George Kresge, aka The Amazing Kreskin. The only way for you to really know if your detractors gave up or if you drove them away is for you to be a mind reader. 
I’ve never seen you ask one that did.
There ya go. 