bunch.
of.
fucking.
DILETTANTES.
:retard:
It did not suddenly make sense to me.
To what do you refer?
You rang?
who in the what now?
I had a fucking camping trip. The only weekend this summer I could take the kids. Sorry, they're more important than a bunch of Christian furries.
umm, I have no idea what you're talking about.
I concur with everything, because it's the easy thing to do.
Quote from: Rev. What's-His-Name? on August 18, 2008, 02:19:29 PM
I concur with everything, because it's the easy thing to do.
I take offense to that.
Me too.
Quote from: East Coast Hustle on August 18, 2008, 02:18:26 PM
umm, I have no idea what you're talking about.
And I have no idea what YOU'RE talking about, so we're even.
You never can tell with them shore dwellers.
I'll thank you not to confuse the Seaside Assholes Cabal with the Innsmouth Fishfuckers Club.
dilla-whats?
i hope thats a new word for prostitute!
My guess is he's talking about all of the tourists flooding the coast this time of year. Am I right?
Quote from: Frederieke Noodle on August 18, 2008, 07:46:16 PM
dilla-whats?
i hope thats a new word for prostitute!
No, that's debutantes. :lulz:
Quote from: Rev. What's-His-Name? on August 18, 2008, 07:49:42 PM
My guess is he's talking about all of the tourists flooding the coast this time of year. Am I right?
Tourists suck.
Hm, a person who takes up an activity/hobby merely for amusement...
isn't that the very definition of what being a troll is, 'for the lulz'?
I'm leaving chicken bones in your internets.
Quote from: Nigel on August 18, 2008, 08:25:28 PM
Quote from: Rev. What's-His-Name? on August 18, 2008, 07:49:42 PM
My guess is he's talking about all of the tourists flooding the coast this time of year. Am I right?
Tourists suck.
Argh, tourists. We get eurospags in the summer, and the only thing that bothers me is that they act exactly like the stereotype. As in funky short-shorts and fanny packs and giant cameras around their necks. Or the worst thing is when you're walking down a crowded street, and one of them suddenly stops to get a photo opportunity, and it causes a human trainwreck.
But American tourists from the Midwest are infinitely worse. I won't even go there.
When I lived on a quaint little island in Washington we had tourists who just assumed the whole thing was a giant theme park of cuteness and bunnies designed for their enjoyment, and my favorite tourist story ever was when my mom's friend came from to find some people eating a picnic on her lawn. She said something like "Um, hey, this is my front yard" and they said something like "EXCUSE ME, we're trying to HAVE LUNCH here lady" and then she went inside and when she came out again they had gone away but left the bones from their fried chicken all over the lawn.
She should have turned on the sprinklers.
Nobody has sprinklers there because a gentle misting rain falls every night and in the morning the sun rises and golden light showers everything with goodness.
Also, there are adorable little bunnies and fawns frolicking around EVERYWHERE.
She should have come out with a shotgun and said
GET OFF MA LAW YOU DAMN KIDS
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:argh!:
Quote from: Nigel on August 18, 2008, 08:31:10 PM
I'm leaving chicken bones in your internets.
(http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/2968772/2/istockphoto_2968772_chicken_bones.jpg)
garden hose?
I think she was just thrown off and by the time she rallied herself to do anything about it they had finished. I wouldn't have known what to do either... call the police?
God, now I want fried chicken.
God, now I want fried chicken.
Chicken, now I want fried God.
OM NOM NOM NOM
(http://robinmeshell.com/Dreamweaver_Final/Meats/Meats/fried_chicken.jpg)
I AM GOD OF THE CHICKENS!
I've got a 5 pack of pale ale at home too... chicken and beer for dinner?
TTM,
purveyor of health foods.
That sounds like exactly what I am going to have for dinner.
Beats Chop Suey with the in-laws. :x
During finals week I survived almost entirely on convenience store fried chicken and jelly beans.
In my defense, that convenience store has the best fried chicken, and they were JellyBelly beans.
Quote from: Jerry_Frankster on August 18, 2008, 09:48:38 PM
During finals week I survived almost entirely on convenience store fried chicken and jelly beans.
In my defense, that convenience store has the best fried chicken, and they were JellyBelly beans.
WANT
MOTHERFUCKING
FRIED
CHICKEN
fried chicken flavored jelly bellies
:ronpaul:
Are you chicken, God? It's me, Margaret.
Yes, Margaret? It is I, YOUR CHICKEN GOD!
/
(http://img509.imageshack.us/img509/8897/abrasaxau6.jpg) (http://imageshack.us)
When I worked at Borders we had a woman come in and ask for "The Chicken God's Wife".
Then I wanted it to be a real book.
Quote from: Nigel on August 19, 2008, 08:37:54 PM
When I worked at Borders we had a woman come in and ask for "The Chicken God's Wife".
Then I wanted it to be a real book.
Well, I did a search for "The Chicken God's Wife" and it looks like there was one other person who wanted it to be a book. Or, I guess you could each know the same woman.
link (http://chubbs01.multiply.com/journal/item/120/The_Adventures_of_Flo_and_Chubbs_to_at_and_fro_the_Cookbook_Kitchen)
:lulz: I think that is an unrelated coincidence.
But what better reason for the book to exist than a seemingly inexplicable and concurrent desire of two unconnected individuals? It must be something prophetic.
Quote from: Nasturtiums on August 20, 2008, 07:05:36 AM
But what better reason for the book to exist than a seemingly inexplicable and concurrent desire of two unconnected individuals? It must be something prophetic.
It doesn't exist, though, because it's just two people completely fucking up the language.
I AM A CHICKEN GOD WARRIOR!
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(http://www.fansofrealitytv.com/forums/imagehosting/306747841f53ceaf7.jpg)
YESSSSSSSS!
Quote from: East Coast Hustle on August 18, 2008, 03:42:50 AM
bunch.
of.
fucking.
DILETTANTES.
:retard:
I get it, ok?
I prefer "Jack of all trades, Master of none," myself.
After all, I thought humans weren't supposed to specialize.
Quote from: Cain on August 20, 2008, 08:54:58 AM
I AM A CHICKEN GOD WARRIOR!
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:potd:
Quote from: Doktor Alphapance on August 20, 2008, 07:18:25 PM
Quote from: East Coast Hustle on August 18, 2008, 03:42:50 AM
bunch.
of.
fucking.
DILETTANTES.
:retard:
I get it, ok?
I prefer "Jack of all trades, Master of none," myself.
After all, I thought humans weren't supposed to specialize.
I don't get it...
Old board almost-drama. That which is past, is past. Let the dead stay dead.
Ah. I thought I was on unread posts since last visit when I clicked. Now I see it's 2 years old. My bad.
DILETTANTE!
:argh!:
No one tells me anything. I'm not one of the "In" kids.
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:bomber:
Quote from: Doktor Blight on September 15, 2010, 06:07:46 PM
Quote from: Doktor Alphapance on August 20, 2008, 07:18:25 PM
Quote from: East Coast Hustle on August 18, 2008, 03:42:50 AM
bunch.
of.
fucking.
DILETTANTES.
:retard:
I get it, ok?
I prefer "Jack of all trades, Master of none," myself.
After all, I thought humans weren't supposed to specialize.
I don't get it...
Quote from Heinlein.
A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly.
Specialization is for insects.
-Robert A. Heinlein
Emphasis added.
Heinlein was kind of a tool, as evidenced by the part about "dying gallantly". Only a tool thinks that's a good idea.
Quote from: Exit City Hustle on September 15, 2010, 07:59:28 PM
Heinlein was kind of a tool, as evidenced by the part about "dying gallantly". Only a tool thinks that's a good idea.
Maybe he meant, don't be a big pussy when you are dying and cry?
If so, he needs to look up the definition of "gallant". But I think he was probably one of those jackasses who thinks there's some merit in dying with glory rather than running away and staying alive.
...anyone who's dying deserves to cry, piss, shit their pants, whatever. Someone else's notion of what that should look like is just bloviations of an idiot who hasn't been there.
It was a different time. Back when people still were programmed with ideals that they would fight and die for... rather than our modern society where we're programmed to think the whole thing is a pile of shite.
:lulz:
umm, there are no shortage of idiots who still believe that ideals are worth dying for. And you don't have to think that "the whole thing is a pile of shite" to think that staying alive is valuable.
Quote from: Jenne on September 15, 2010, 08:40:22 PM
...anyone who's dying deserves to cry, piss, shit their pants, whatever. Someone else's notion of what that should look like is just bloviations of an idiot who hasn't been there.
THIS. I bet 99% of the people who believe in "dying gallantly" would actually shit themselves on the spot when confronted with their own horrifying and painful death. Unfortunately, that will probably remain academic for most of them.
Once I defended my wallet against two attempted muggers which had only a few pieces of id, no credit cards and only five dollars.
Quote from: Pēleus on September 15, 2010, 09:11:46 PM
Once I defended my wallet against two attempted muggers which had only a few pieces of id, no credit cards and only five dollars.
Sounds like something I would do. But I am crazy as hell, what's your excuse?
I was young and the hassle of having to reissue four ids (military, state, school, libary) probally was a strong factor. That and he didn't have a knife
so, in other words, you weren't trying to die gallantly. And your wallet is not an ideal.
Isn't defending ones property an ideal? Even if its junk
Besides he could have had something...
Quote from: Pēleus on September 15, 2010, 10:24:25 PM
Isn't defending ones property an ideal? Even if its junk
Besides he could have had something...
It only counts if he had something with which to violently removes bits of you from yourself. And in order to die gallantly you have to...die. You are alive.
Quote from: Pēleus on September 15, 2010, 10:24:25 PM
Isn't defending ones property an ideal? Even if its junk
Besides he could have had something...
no, defending one's property is just that, defending one's property. If, rather than mugging you he had attempted to tell you that you worshipped the wrong god, then you would have been fighting for an ideal. Also, you can't be trying to die gallantly unless you're actually going to die, or at least are utterly convinced that you are.
Quote from: Nigel on August 18, 2008, 09:50:04 PM
Quote from: Jerry_Frankster on August 18, 2008, 09:48:38 PM
During finals week I survived almost entirely on convenience store fried chicken and jelly beans.
In my defense, that convenience store has the best fried chicken, and they were JellyBelly beans.
WANT
MOTHERFUCKING
FRIED
CHICKEN
DUUDE!!
you're like, 5 seconds from MLK! Popeyes or Safeway - YOU choose!
Quote from: E.O.T. on September 16, 2010, 01:28:17 AM
Quote from: Nigel on August 18, 2008, 09:50:04 PM
Quote from: Jerry_Frankster on August 18, 2008, 09:48:38 PM
During finals week I survived almost entirely on convenience store fried chicken and jelly beans.
In my defense, that convenience store has the best fried chicken, and they were JellyBelly beans.
WANT
MOTHERFUCKING
FRIED
CHICKEN
DUUDE!!
you're like, 5 seconds from MLK! Popeyes or Safeway - YOU choose!
I think I was dieting or something.