Too bad you got your Dad’s genes.
Yanno…I’m in a bit of a pickle here. Maybe you can help me out.
See, I cannot for the life of me figure out why you’ve decided to insult my mom. I have a short list of possibilities, but I’m not sure which, if any, is correct. So maybe you can help me out a little?
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You’re trying to be jokingly Pit-edgy, and failing.
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You’re still irritated about this entire thread and have decided I (through my mom) am a handy representative for everyone who has possibly caused you distress.
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You are genuinely offended by the phrase “Kiss my ass”…and have chosen to take it out on my mom.
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You are genuinely hurt and disillusioned by learning that Mozart was a base, bawdy, scatological lecher with a potty mouth…and have chosen to take it out on my mom.
Any of those anywhere close?
Thank you for your application to The Non-Sequitur Society, and the corn is wet on Mondays and Thursdays.
As every dockworker, wino, crackhead and sailor new in town is well aware. Of course that hasn’t stopped her from also visiting the pound.
(I mean, Dougie wants to descend into “your mom” comments, let’s do it right, shall we?)
Dougie, your mom only taught you to count so you could make sure her tricks weren’t short-changing her.
Dougie, your mom’s so stupid that she got fired from the M&M factory for throwing away all the W’s.
Dougie, your mom’s so dirty she brings crabs to the beach.
Anyone else?
My mom’s so fat, the Sorting Hat put her in the House of Pancakes.
I don’t know why that one always kills me.
No, he usually wore slacks. He was human too. Sorry to hear about yours.
That second sentence is such a potential straight line…
Do I? No! But I didn’t adduce the subtle reference (the link) about the Mozart piece with the crude title. Now why would one of you put that in?
This is great.
And by the lame responses you’ve given so far, it will undoubtedly be wasted potential.
No. Too easy.
(Like your mom, dougie)
So because Mozart wrote a piece with a funny/crude title, you decided to attack someone’s mom? Bad form.
One of who?
Do you think there’s a mouse in my pocket?
OHHHHHHHH! I get it now!
Did you think I was subtly telling you to kiss my ass? And that’s why the “your mom” stuff?
Because I wasn’t.
If I were, it wouldn’t be subtle.
You’re as subtle as an aneurysm.
dougie, you might want to visit your psychiatrist and get your meds checked. I don’t think these ones are working.
Case of the Week: Subtle Aneurysms Demonstrated by Noncontrast Head CT
Dougie: quick, do this–>:smack::smack:
I can’t stand jehovah Witnesses. The ones I’ve known were self righteous, self absorbed hypocrites. They “infested” a large apartment complex I used to live in.
They don’t believe in Christmas (or presents for the kids) or birthday parties or pretty much ANYTHING. But come Saturday nights, they suddenly believed a LOT in using all that money they weren’t spending on the kids, to buy smokes and to get shitfaced drunk. One night it ended in a gunfight between them over a parking space.
I have NO use for the lot of them.
Andros, all I had wanted to say was that I favor easy-listening and classical to rock. Then you post a link about a “classical” piece with a smutty title. Why? Are you mocking me because I don’t like rock? You seemed to know how to ‘push my buttons’–hence the line from Joe Friday–but I fail to see the point.
IT"S A JOKE. Someone says they prefer classical music so IT’S FUNNY that a classical composer who writes music we we think is high-brow also made a silly song to play at parties.
It’s ok to laugh at yourself a little bit and not get so offended at everything.