...St. Patrick was one of them.
That's right, holiday ruint.
Who the fuck celebrates St. Patricks day anyway? Worst "amateur night" of the entire year.
Explains how he got the snakes to leave. A true Welshman could skeeve the spirochetes out of a streetwalker.
Well, to be technical, he was Romano-Briton. But Wales is where the Saxons and Angles put them. So the true descendants of Romans in the UK are Welsh.
This could possibly mean that I have Welsh ancestors, but I will never openly admit it.
Mark the Welsh was a solid dude, and one of few people who could see me hemorhaging blood and calmly offer to find me a band aid. Ah, but I could still see that chill demeanor exploding into rampant football hooliganism, the normally placid step of his Martens escalating into head stomping fury.
St. Patrick's Day is a farce. It was concocted during prohibition by the FBI as a way to coerce the Irish in Boston to become so drunk that they could easily be found. Racial profiling exploited to maximum efficiency. The Italians in RI, liking this idea and hating the Irish, celebrate it because their love of wine and accordion music allowed them greater supremacy over their now vanquished enemies. They celebrate it by eating corned beef and cabbage, putting green food coloring in their beer, and wearing Kiss Me I'm Irish T-shirts. Now, instead of the Irish going to the once proud and awesome Stuffies Bar in North Providence, the Italians have proceeded to bulldoze it and turn it into a trendy brick-oven cooked everything and cocktail lounge where they frost their hair, wear huge sunglasses at 9PM, and pay twice the price of anywhere else in the state for ANYTHING. It's called WILDFIRE. Lots of Irish karaoke there on the day when a heroic man drove the serpents from the Emerald Isle.
Pop your collar, bitches, it's St. Patties Day.
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 14, 2010, 01:26:49 PM
Who the fuck celebrates St. Patricks day anyway? Worst "amateur night" of the entire year.
I do. I like going around carrying a Union Jack. One day a year that you'll see me do that.
Quote from: Doktor Blight on October 14, 2010, 02:05:06 PM
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 14, 2010, 01:26:49 PM
Who the fuck celebrates St. Patricks day anyway? Worst "amateur night" of the entire year.
I do. I like going around carrying a Union Jack. One day a year that you'll see me do that.
Hey Rog,
will you come back to RI again and go to a soccer game with me? I like causing trouble.
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 02:04:21 PM
St. Patrick's Day is a farce. It was concocted during prohibition by the FBI as a way to coerce the Irish in Boston to become so drunk that they could easily be found. Racial profiling exploited to maximum efficiency. The Italians in RI, liking this idea and hating the Irish, celebrate it because their love of wine and accordion music allowed them greater supremacy over their now vanquished enemies. They celebrate it by eating corned beef and cabbage, putting green food coloring in their beer, and wearing Kiss Me I'm Irish T-shirts. Now, instead of the Irish going to the once proud and awesome Stuffies Bar in North Providence, the Italians have proceeded to bulldoze it and turn it into a trendy brick-oven cooked everything and cocktail lounge where they frost their hair, wear huge sunglasses at 9PM, and pay twice the price of anywhere else in the state for ANYTHING. It's called WILDFIRE. Lots of Irish karaoke there on the day when a heroic man drove the serpents from the Emerald Isle.Pop your collar, bitches, it's St. Patties Day.
March 17 is the day St. Patrick died. That's why it's his feast day, concocted by the Catholic Church. The rest of what you say is probably true though.
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 02:06:32 PM
Quote from: Doktor Blight on October 14, 2010, 02:05:06 PM
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 14, 2010, 01:26:49 PM
Who the fuck celebrates St. Patricks day anyway? Worst "amateur night" of the entire year.
I do. I like going around carrying a Union Jack. One day a year that you'll see me do that.
Hey Rog,
will you come back to RI again and go to a soccer game with me? I like causing trouble.
Wrong Doktor
D'OH!
NEED COFFEE!
Still, come to RI....I like to cause trouble.
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 02:10:25 PM
D'OH!
NEED COFFEE!
Still, come to RI....I like to cause trouble.
:lulz: Will do, though I don't think I've met you in person yet, so you'll need to get me to drink at least 3 beers before I start actively participating in any conversation.
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 02:04:21 PM
St. Patrick's Day is a farce. It was concocted during prohibition by the FBI as a way to coerce the Irish in Boston to become so drunk that they could easily be found. Racial profiling exploited to maximum efficiency. The Italians in RI, liking this idea and hating the Irish, celebrate it because their love of wine and accordion music allowed them greater supremacy over their now vanquished enemies. They celebrate it by eating corned beef and cabbage, putting green food coloring in their beer, and wearing Kiss Me I'm Irish T-shirts. Now, instead of the Irish going to the once proud and awesome Stuffies Bar in North Providence, the Italians have proceeded to bulldoze it and turn it into a trendy brick-oven cooked everything and cocktail lounge where they frost their hair, wear huge sunglasses at 9PM, and pay twice the price of anywhere else in the state for ANYTHING. It's called WILDFIRE. Lots of Irish karaoke there on the day when a heroic man drove the serpents from the Emerald Isle.
Pop your collar, bitches, it's St. Patties Day.
No, that's St. Joseph's Day.
And for the record, I fucking hate corned beef and cabbage. Even my Irish mother hates it. It's not Irish, it's what poor Irish-Americans ate, and therefore insulting.
HOWEVER.
Evidence leads us to believe that Lithuanians really invented the Irish and the Saxons to control the Welsh. Welsh itself is a Lithuanian word for "pond scum".
I hate both corned beef and cabbage separately. You are correct, the corned beef was adopted from the Jewish community, if I recall, as a substitute for rashers. And what a poor substitute it is.
I will only eat corned beef in a Reuben, and even then I can only tolerate a couple of bites.
Scorned Beef and Crappage.
HERE'S A REAL IRISH MEAL:
(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d76A8FQ9xm0/SO66q4kmSyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/IO4d45h_A4A/s400/DSCN8467+-+bangers+and+mash+-+2.jpg)
Quote from: Doktor Princess on October 14, 2010, 02:28:35 PM
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 02:04:21 PM
St. Patrick's Day is a farce. It was concocted during prohibition by the FBI as a way to coerce the Irish in Boston to become so drunk that they could easily be found. Racial profiling exploited to maximum efficiency. The Italians in RI, liking this idea and hating the Irish, celebrate it because their love of wine and accordion music allowed them greater supremacy over their now vanquished enemies. They celebrate it by eating corned beef and cabbage, putting green food coloring in their beer, and wearing Kiss Me I'm Irish T-shirts. Now, instead of the Irish going to the once proud and awesome Stuffies Bar in North Providence, the Italians have proceeded to bulldoze it and turn it into a trendy brick-oven cooked everything and cocktail lounge where they frost their hair, wear huge sunglasses at 9PM, and pay twice the price of anywhere else in the state for ANYTHING. It's called WILDFIRE. Lots of Irish karaoke there on the day when a heroic man drove the serpents from the Emerald Isle.
Pop your collar, bitches, it's St. Patties Day.
No, that's St. Joseph's Day.
And for the record, I fucking hate corned beef and cabbage. Even my Irish mother hates it. It's not Irish, it's what poor Irish-Americans ate, and therefore insulting.
HOWEVER.
Evidence leads us to believe that Lithuanians really invented the Irish and the Saxons to control the Welsh. Welsh itself is a Lithuanian word for "pond scum".
Nope,
You're Wrong,
St. Joseph's Day was incepted as a way for all the fat little kids in the Catholic schools to stuff their faces with Zeppoles. Originally, one lucky little guido was allowed to go to the Zeppole Factory, run by Willie Wanko. He would be entreated to run amok in the factory, borrowing money from the wee folk (referred to as Guidocinnis), and ultimately making it to Wanko's office, where the small child was sacrificed to Wanko's heathen god.
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 03:23:52 PM
HERE'S A REAL IRISH MEAL:
(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d76A8FQ9xm0/SO66q4kmSyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/IO4d45h_A4A/s400/DSCN8467+-+bangers+and+mash+-+2.jpg)
Fuck yes.
And damn you for making me hungry.
You ain't kiddin'.
I could go for bangers and mash.
RIGHT NAO!
Also,
Here's the historically accurate meal of St. Joseph's Day, as demonstrated with Medieval Miracle Play:
(http://www.thedailyrage.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/totinos.png)
Corned beef is pretty nasty outide of a sammich. I'd be lying if I said I didn't cook one up every so often (no cabage, potatoes, or other "boiled dinner" bullshit) for the purpose of 3 days of said sammich meat though.
Corned beef:
Should only be eaten out necessity...
Such as a Reuben.
Damn, this thread is making me hungry. :sad:
Eating reubens is a very necessary thing.
Quote from: Richter on October 14, 2010, 05:09:40 PM
Eating reubens is a very necessary thing.
I get by without them.
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 03:23:52 PM
HERE'S A REAL IRISH MEAL:
(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d76A8FQ9xm0/SO66q4kmSyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/IO4d45h_A4A/s400/DSCN8467+-+bangers+and+mash+-+2.jpg)
I think a hefty dose of penicillin might take care of that.
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 14, 2010, 05:12:46 PM
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 03:23:52 PM
HERE'S A REAL IRISH MEAL:
(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d76A8FQ9xm0/SO66q4kmSyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/IO4d45h_A4A/s400/DSCN8467+-+bangers+and+mash+-+2.jpg)
I think a hefty dose of penicillin might take care of that.
Or stout.
I went to Wales once, and I shall enlighten you with TRUFAKTZ.
The Welsh live in abandoned coal mines!
They survive off a diet of leek and tourists, which they lure in with their singing!
They reproduce like the creatures in Alien, only they burst out the stomaches of sheep!
Their complex courtship ritual involves gifting the intended sheep with a daffodil, then taking it from behind while it is distracted, shouting SURPRISE BUTTSEX (which is Hen Wlad fy Nhadau in their fake language).
The real use of the lovespoon is to eat lovesoup, which is made of leeks and....other materials.
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 05:21:41 PM
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 14, 2010, 05:12:46 PM
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 03:23:52 PM
HERE'S A REAL IRISH MEAL:
(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d76A8FQ9xm0/SO66q4kmSyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/IO4d45h_A4A/s400/DSCN8467+-+bangers+and+mash+-+2.jpg)
I think a hefty dose of penicillin might take care of that.
Or stout.
Dammit dude, cut it out!
Quote from: Doktor Blight on October 14, 2010, 05:30:14 PM
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 05:21:41 PM
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 14, 2010, 05:12:46 PM
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 03:23:52 PM
HERE'S A REAL IRISH MEAL:
(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d76A8FQ9xm0/SO66q4kmSyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/IO4d45h_A4A/s400/DSCN8467+-+bangers+and+mash+-+2.jpg)
I think a hefty dose of penicillin might take care of that.
Or stout.
Dammit dude, cut it out!
FROM HELL'S BLACK HEART, I STAB AT THEE!
(http://img.foodnetwork.com/FOOD/2008/04/07/SH1101_Zesty-Chili-Cheese-Fries_lg.jpg)
Quote from: Doktor Blight on October 14, 2010, 05:30:14 PM
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 05:21:41 PM
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 14, 2010, 05:12:46 PM
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 03:23:52 PM
HERE'S A REAL IRISH MEAL:
(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d76A8FQ9xm0/SO66q4kmSyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/IO4d45h_A4A/s400/DSCN8467+-+bangers+and+mash+-+2.jpg)
I think a hefty dose of penicillin might take care of that.
Or stout.
Dammit dude, cut it out!
For serious. That picture keeps making me hungry, and I just ate. :sad:
Quote from: Doktor Blight on October 14, 2010, 05:11:20 PM
Quote from: Richter on October 14, 2010, 05:09:40 PM
Eating reubens is a very necessary thing.
I get by without them.
Perhaps get by, El Blighto, perhaps. Yet if all one does is get by, what has one truly learned from this filthy corner of the web, hmm? If we were a people to merely get by, to simply exist, could you picture the community? Could you see a Richter without martial prowess? Perhaps a Cramulus without mustaches? I suppose if one merely gets by, one might in a meager mind find such images.
I cannot, Senor Blightspag. I cannot. Not only because I refuse to on principle, but as another symptom of the wondrous life I demand. I suppose one could argue, round and round forever as we are all wont to do, whether one causes the other but the fact is that such drive and lust for live is inextricably linked to a preference, nay, a need, for a Reuben sandwich.
If you will lend your attention ever so briefly to my tale, I will recount my life before my awakening to the sandwich of the superior. I was not a happy youth, Chupablightra, not by any definition of the word nor by any perception of those in my immediate vicinity. Lend this to whichever cause you might, as I am sure any reader will; I lacked a community or a clear path, or else I lacked spirituality and enlightenment. I prefer to understand those as symptoms of a greater missing piece of my being, a piece I would soon find and am only now beginning to grasp.
I can elaborate not as to where it occurred, nor what whim crossed my mind to allow the meal to be brought before me. It was some spark, I am sure, be it divine or innate. The reality is such does not matter, for then it was myself and the sandwich, alone. Words would fail to impart upon you the flavor, the majestic combination of ingredients, but the experience I shall attempt. It was as though the Reuben needed me. I would gain sustenance, and as I've now learned, so much more, but it would gain another tale for its legend, another follower to its righteous way, another convert to its truth.
I caution you not to heed these words as encouragement toward your own sandwich event. Instead, know them as a good wish, or a personal hope, that you will one day meet the spark that will drive you to the reuben. And it will be the catalyst for all change within you.
:argh!: :argh!: :argh!: :argh!: :argh!: :argh!: :argh!: :argh!: :argh!:
Quote from: Doktor Princess on October 14, 2010, 02:28:35 PM
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 02:04:21 PM
St. Patrick's Day is a farce. It was concocted during prohibition by the FBI as a way to coerce the Irish in Boston to become so drunk that they could easily be found. Racial profiling exploited to maximum efficiency. The Italians in RI, liking this idea and hating the Irish, celebrate it because their love of wine and accordion music allowed them greater supremacy over their now vanquished enemies. They celebrate it by eating corned beef and cabbage, putting green food coloring in their beer, and wearing Kiss Me I'm Irish T-shirts. Now, instead of the Irish going to the once proud and awesome Stuffies Bar in North Providence, the Italians have proceeded to bulldoze it and turn it into a trendy brick-oven cooked everything and cocktail lounge where they frost their hair, wear huge sunglasses at 9PM, and pay twice the price of anywhere else in the state for ANYTHING. It's called WILDFIRE. Lots of Irish karaoke there on the day when a heroic man drove the serpents from the Emerald Isle.
Pop your collar, bitches, it's St. Patties Day.
No, that's St. Joseph's Day.
And for the record, I fucking hate corned beef and cabbage. Even my Irish mother hates it. It's not Irish, it's what poor Irish-Americans ate, and therefore insulting.
HOWEVER.
Evidence leads us to believe that Lithuanians really invented the Irish and the Saxons to control the Welsh. Welsh itself is a Lithuanian word for "pond scum".
'Wales' comes from the Anglo-Saxon 'Weilas' meaning slaves. (Just to give you some idea of the Saxon's attitudes to the residents.)
Incidentally, if beef & cabbage is a culinary insult to the Irish, someone please explain to me why Irish bars etc insist on selling a drink called 'Black & Tans'? Seems kind of silly to me.
Quote from: Mangrove on October 14, 2010, 06:05:56 PM
Quote from: Doktor Princess on October 14, 2010, 02:28:35 PM
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 02:04:21 PM
St. Patrick's Day is a farce. It was concocted during prohibition by the FBI as a way to coerce the Irish in Boston to become so drunk that they could easily be found. Racial profiling exploited to maximum efficiency. The Italians in RI, liking this idea and hating the Irish, celebrate it because their love of wine and accordion music allowed them greater supremacy over their now vanquished enemies. They celebrate it by eating corned beef and cabbage, putting green food coloring in their beer, and wearing Kiss Me I'm Irish T-shirts. Now, instead of the Irish going to the once proud and awesome Stuffies Bar in North Providence, the Italians have proceeded to bulldoze it and turn it into a trendy brick-oven cooked everything and cocktail lounge where they frost their hair, wear huge sunglasses at 9PM, and pay twice the price of anywhere else in the state for ANYTHING. It's called WILDFIRE. Lots of Irish karaoke there on the day when a heroic man drove the serpents from the Emerald Isle.
Pop your collar, bitches, it's St. Patties Day.
No, that's St. Joseph's Day.
And for the record, I fucking hate corned beef and cabbage. Even my Irish mother hates it. It's not Irish, it's what poor Irish-Americans ate, and therefore insulting.
HOWEVER.
Evidence leads us to believe that Lithuanians really invented the Irish and the Saxons to control the Welsh. Welsh itself is a Lithuanian word for "pond scum".
'Wales' comes from the Anglo-Saxon 'Weilas' meaning slaves. (Just to give you some idea of the Saxon's attitudes to the residents.)
Incidentally, if beef & cabbage is a culinary insult to the Irish, someone please explain to me why Irish bars etc insist on selling a drink called 'Black & Tans'? Seems kind of silly to me.
THought Wales came from the word for foreigner.
Black and Tans are tasty.
Quote from: Doktor Blight on October 14, 2010, 06:09:53 PM
Quote from: Mangrove on October 14, 2010, 06:05:56 PM
Quote from: Doktor Princess on October 14, 2010, 02:28:35 PM
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 02:04:21 PM
St. Patrick's Day is a farce. It was concocted during prohibition by the FBI as a way to coerce the Irish in Boston to become so drunk that they could easily be found. Racial profiling exploited to maximum efficiency. The Italians in RI, liking this idea and hating the Irish, celebrate it because their love of wine and accordion music allowed them greater supremacy over their now vanquished enemies. They celebrate it by eating corned beef and cabbage, putting green food coloring in their beer, and wearing Kiss Me I'm Irish T-shirts. Now, instead of the Irish going to the once proud and awesome Stuffies Bar in North Providence, the Italians have proceeded to bulldoze it and turn it into a trendy brick-oven cooked everything and cocktail lounge where they frost their hair, wear huge sunglasses at 9PM, and pay twice the price of anywhere else in the state for ANYTHING. It's called WILDFIRE. Lots of Irish karaoke there on the day when a heroic man drove the serpents from the Emerald Isle.
Pop your collar, bitches, it's St. Patties Day.
No, that's St. Joseph's Day.
And for the record, I fucking hate corned beef and cabbage. Even my Irish mother hates it. It's not Irish, it's what poor Irish-Americans ate, and therefore insulting.
HOWEVER.
Evidence leads us to believe that Lithuanians really invented the Irish and the Saxons to control the Welsh. Welsh itself is a Lithuanian word for "pond scum".
'Wales' comes from the Anglo-Saxon 'Weilas' meaning slaves. (Just to give you some idea of the Saxon's attitudes to the residents.)
Incidentally, if beef & cabbage is a culinary insult to the Irish, someone please explain to me why Irish bars etc insist on selling a drink called 'Black & Tans'? Seems kind of silly to me.
THought Wales came from the word for foreigner.
Black and Tans are tasty.
It does mean foreigner in Saxon...Even though they were actually the natives.
I still hold to my Lithuanian theory.
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 03:23:52 PM
HERE'S A REAL IRISH MEAL:
(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d76A8FQ9xm0/SO66q4kmSyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/IO4d45h_A4A/s400/DSCN8467+-+bangers+and+mash+-+2.jpg)
seriously though....what is this horrifyingly unappetizing-looking pile of crap? Do people actually eat it, or is it just for the Irish?
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 14, 2010, 08:53:52 PM
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 14, 2010, 03:23:52 PM
HERE'S A REAL IRISH MEAL:
(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d76A8FQ9xm0/SO66q4kmSyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/IO4d45h_A4A/s400/DSCN8467+-+bangers+and+mash+-+2.jpg)
seriously though....what is this horrifyingly unappetizing-looking pile of crap? Do people actually eat it, or is it just for the Irish?
Ireland and Britain. And it's fan fucking tastic you philistine.
It looks like 2 diseased penises on a bed of cottage cheese covered in runny feces. But I'm sure it's delicious.
I've seen much prettier bangers and mash, I'll say that.
ETA: But let's be realistic, it's supposed to be an ugly pile of meat and carbs.
IT'S FUCKING BANGERS AND MASH, YOU TINKER'S FART!
FOR FUCK'S SAKE
SAUSAGE
TATERS
MUSHROOM FUCKING GRAVY
DO YOU NEED A FUCKING MAP TO FIND YOUR WAY TO FLAVORVILLE OR CAN YOU STILL FIND YOUR ASS IN THE DARK WITH BOTH HANDS AND A FLASHLIGHT?!
Quote from: Doktor Princess on October 15, 2010, 01:40:52 AM
IT'S FUCKING BANGERS AND MASH, YOU TINKER'S FART!
FOR FUCK'S SAKE
SAUSAGE
TATERS
MUSHROOM FUCKING GRAVY
DO YOU NEED A FUCKING MAP TO FIND YOUR WAY TO FLAVORVILLE OR CAN YOU STILL FIND YOUR ASS IN THE DARK WITH BOTH HANDS AND A FLASHLIGHT?!
Your description :fap:
Bangers and Mash an Stout :fap: :fap: :fap: :fap: :fap: :fap: :fap:
Dammit I need to stop reading this thread. Or go to fucking Sonny's this weekend to get my fix.
Quote from: Doktor Princess on October 15, 2010, 01:40:52 AM
IT'S FUCKING BANGERS AND MASH, YOU TINKER'S FART!
FOR FUCK'S SAKE
SAUSAGE
TATERS
MUSHROOM FUCKING GRAVY
DO YOU NEED A FUCKING MAP TO FIND YOUR WAY TO FLAVORVILLE OR CAN YOU STILL FIND YOUR ASS IN THE DARK WITH BOTH HANDS AND A FLASHLIGHT?!
:mittens:
Quote from: Doktor Princess on October 15, 2010, 01:40:52 AM
IT'S FUCKING BANGERS AND MASH, YOU TINKER'S FART!
FOR FUCK'S SAKE
SAUSAGE
TATERS
MUSHROOM FUCKING GRAVY
DO YOU NEED A FUCKING MAP TO FIND YOUR WAY TO FLAVORVILLE OR CAN YOU STILL FIND YOUR ASS IN THE DARK WITH BOTH HANDS AND A FLASHLIGHT?!
that skeevy-looking "sausage" is outdone only by the even skeevier-looking runny "gravy".
No wonder the Irish never achieved anything of note with a diet like that.
Bangers are kinda different than the traditional American-style breakfast sausage, much more mild. My last job did a decent batch of bangers and mash, but they didn't look at good as this. Our bangers were smaller, almost like Jimmy Dean link size, but they WERE imported.
Now pudding I won't eat...
I think that picture looks awful. The bangers from Suu's former job were tiny, but it was a good meal. I was pretty jealous of the pastie pies though, I have to admit.
Pasty Pies are Cornish though...which in itself is a whole other subset of human life.
Quote from: Doktor Princess on October 15, 2010, 03:56:13 PM
Pasty Pies are Cornish though...which in itself is a whole other subset of subhuman life.
Fixed.
That's because Lithuanians are the only true humans, and everyone else is inferior, ESPECIALLY the Cornish and Welsh.
I'll be honest, I think that the Irish never actually eat. They just live on alcohol and historic angst. Their "cuisine" was invented solely to be sold to Americans who think having some Irish ancestors makes them Irish but who can't handle living on alcohol alone. I find it impossible to believe that given over a thousand mostly homogenous years, the best a culture can come up with is sausages and mashed potatos or beef stew.
On the other hand, it would fit in nicely with the historical Irish inability to accomplish anything.
Quote from: Doktor Princess on October 15, 2010, 03:59:12 PM
That's because Lithuanians are the only true humans, and everyone else is inferior, ESPECIALLY the Cornish and Welsh.
YOU PUT WELSH IN THE SAME SENTENCE AS CORNISH?
:walken:
YOU WILL FEEL THE WRATH!
Dok,
Firing up the WOMP engines.
BRING IT, YOU GINGER YETI!
Quote from: Doktor Princess on October 15, 2010, 06:02:35 PM
BRING IT, YOU GINGER YETI!
Soon as I get to the laptop, your pasty New England ass is toast.
TOAST, DO YUO HEAR ME?
You think I'm AFRAID?!
You think I don't have the POWER to RETALIATE?!
Yup.
Yup.
Quote from: Doktor Princess on October 16, 2010, 12:10:45 AM
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 15, 2010, 11:35:37 PM
Yup.
Yup.
SHUT UP! I DID NOT ASK FOR THE PORTUGUESE TO INTERVENE!
Time for me to create "The Unlimited Itralian American Auto-Fellating" thread.
Yup. I do think it's time.
Racist? nope. Hate filled? maybe. Well informed about the type of people you're descended from? Absolutely.
I
FUCKING
LOVE
CORNED BEEF AND CABBAGE.
(http://www.reluctantgourmet.com/images/corned_beef_cabbage_recipe.jpg)
But then, I am Welsh.
And for the love of history, the consumption of cabbage may not be particularly Irish, but salted and pickled beef sure as fuck is. They didn't start calling it "Corned beef" until the 1600s.
Yeah, the Irish never could figure out that whole "ice" thing. I'm sure that salting/pickling was just a happy accident. Somebody spilled their whiskey on some meat and realized that it didn't go bad quite as quickly.
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 16, 2010, 05:42:24 PM
Yeah, the Irish never could figure out that whole "ice" thing. I'm sure that salting/pickling was just a happy accident. Somebody spilled their whiskey on some meat and realized that it didn't go bad quite as quickly.
No, we just like to marinade everything with whiskey and stout. It was intentional.
I'm sure nobody was complaining about their meat tasting like whiskey, but you'll never convince me that it was a product of forethought.
Also....srsly, enough with the "we", unless you were born or lived a substantial portion of your life in Ireland. If you were or did, I apologize for unleashing my pet peeve on you.
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 15, 2010, 12:00:31 AM
It looks like 2 diseased penises on a bed of cottage cheese covered in runny feces. But I'm sure it's delicious.
THIS
is exactly what I thought.
Not that my opinion on the matter counts as I am a vegetarian....who is also part welsh (but also part irish).
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 16, 2010, 09:45:24 PM
I'm sure nobody was complaining about their meat tasting like whiskey, but you'll never convince me that it was a product of forethought.
Also....srsly, enough with the "we", unless you were born or lived a substantial portion of your life in Ireland. If you were or did, I apologize for unleashing my pet peeve on you.
My father is from Galway and I used to spend my summers in Ireland when I was growing up and staying with my grandparents. I also have an Irish passport along with my American one. I don't know if that is sufficient for your purposes but what I identify as isn't really something I'm about to let someone else do for me. No offense.
I'd say that if you have an Irish passport, you've got the right to call yourself Irish. And obviously you don't have to listen to me, it's just a pet peeve of mine when people who were born in America and have lived there entire lives there go around saying they're Irish/English/Chinese/Polish/Uzbek/whatever. It's like, no you're not, you're a fucking American.
My Greco-Italo-Anglo-Celtic-Japanese-Lithuanian-Svalbardian-Puerto Rican and Portuguese-by-injection sides disagree.
Quote from: Doktor Princess on October 17, 2010, 02:51:06 AM
My Greco-Italo-Anglo-Celtic-Japanese-Lithuanian-Svalbardian-Puerto Rican and Portuguese-by-injection sides disagree.
:lulz: My last squad leader claimed to be Mexican-by-injection. :lulz:
Just saying, having ancestry of something doesn't make you that thing. Otherwise, fuck it, we're all East African.
I am a 100% Scots-Irish German Swedish Latvian Jew. First-generation immigrant from ScotsIrishGermanSwedeLatvianJewtopia, and ain't no one gonna naturalize me to no stinkin' "America"!
Also, I am getting a major feeling of deja-vu. Didn't we have this conversation on this board, like, 2 years ago?
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 17, 2010, 03:30:35 AM
Just saying, having ancestry of something doesn't make you that thing. Otherwise, fuck it, we're all East African.
SO
we get bunk?
http://www.articlesafari.com/2010/09/humans-not-genetically-identical/
AND
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yQgcqtBICAU&feature=player_embedded
humanity as convergent evolution? :lulz:
sadly, there will be people who will believe that because they read it on the internet.
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 17, 2010, 06:12:37 AM
humanity as convergent evolution? :lulz:
sadly, there will be people who will believe that because they read it on the internet.
I THINK
they call it equal but different or something
yeah, they're saying that the races are actually different species.
because, you know, lots of different species are capable of cross-breeding and producing hybrid offspring that can, themselves, reproduce.
It's a bunch of race-baiting hogwash, is what it is.
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 17, 2010, 07:20:28 AM
yeah, they're saying that the races are actually different species.
because, you know, lots of different species are capable of cross-breeding and producing hybrid offspring that can, themselves, reproduce.
It's a bunch of race-baiting hogwash, is what it is.
ANY POST
which utilizes the phrase 'hogwash'
is :mittens:
If I was more patriotic I'd call myself American. However I'm really not these days. Maybe it's just a phase, but I'm just not that impressed with things these days. I used to be super patriotic, but these days I'm more proud of what my heritage is than where I live. Which is really kinda depressing if you think about it.
Quote from: Doktor Blight on October 16, 2010, 11:54:22 PM
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 16, 2010, 09:45:24 PM
I'm sure nobody was complaining about their meat tasting like whiskey, but you'll never convince me that it was a product of forethought.
Also....srsly, enough with the "we", unless you were born or lived a substantial portion of your life in Ireland. If you were or did, I apologize for unleashing my pet peeve on you.
My father is from Galway and I used to spend my summers in Ireland when I was growing up and staying with my grandparents. I also have an Irish passport along with my American one. I don't know if that is sufficient for your purposes but what I identify as isn't really something I'm about to let someone else do for me. No offense.
GOOD! You shouldn't. It pisses me off when people do that.
I am descended from a long line of royal hipsters, dating back 500 years, all the way to the nation of United Hipsterdom. We were driven out by our "contemporary" minded upstarts, after a long, bloodless persecution of our peoples. We became migratory until Great Britain got sick of how ironic we were and threw us out along with the puritans.
So suck it bitches, I'm a Hipster princess!
Quote from: BLARFINGARF on October 17, 2010, 09:09:57 AM
If I was more patriotic I'd call myself American. However I'm really not these days. Maybe it's just a phase, but I'm just not that impressed with things these days. I used to be super patriotic, but these days I'm more proud of what my heritage is than where I live. Which is really kinda depressing if you think about it.
Quote from: Doktor Blight on October 16, 2010, 11:54:22 PM
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 16, 2010, 09:45:24 PM
I'm sure nobody was complaining about their meat tasting like whiskey, but you'll never convince me that it was a product of forethought.
Also....srsly, enough with the "we", unless you were born or lived a substantial portion of your life in Ireland. If you were or did, I apologize for unleashing my pet peeve on you.
My father is from Galway and I used to spend my summers in Ireland when I was growing up and staying with my grandparents. I also have an Irish passport along with my American one. I don't know if that is sufficient for your purposes but what I identify as isn't really something I'm about to let someone else do for me. No offense.
GOOD! You shouldn't. It pisses me off when people do that.
i'd say mittens here, but i think it's sometimes cheap. heritage is somewhat everything - it's the human beneath the labels and categories. you can cattle crowd me, but i still have my family and they're more meaningful to me than the political slaughterhouses around me & why i'll keep kicking is because my kids look up to me as if i'm a god of some kind.
Quote from: BLARFINGARF on October 17, 2010, 09:09:57 AM
If I was more patriotic I'd call myself American. However I'm really not these days. Maybe it's just a phase, but I'm just not that impressed with things these days. I used to be super patriotic, but these days I'm more proud of what my heritage is than where I live. Which is really kinda depressing if you think about it.
Quote from: Doktor Blight on October 16, 2010, 11:54:22 PM
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 16, 2010, 09:45:24 PM
I'm sure nobody was complaining about their meat tasting like whiskey, but you'll never convince me that it was a product of forethought.
Also....srsly, enough with the "we", unless you were born or lived a substantial portion of your life in Ireland. If you were or did, I apologize for unleashing my pet peeve on you.
My father is from Galway and I used to spend my summers in Ireland when I was growing up and staying with my grandparents. I also have an Irish passport along with my American one. I don't know if that is sufficient for your purposes but what I identify as isn't really something I'm about to let someone else do for me. No offense.
GOOD! You shouldn't. It pisses me off when people do that.
There's no reason NOT to be proud of your heritage (unless you're Welsh), and there's no reason not to be ashamed of many of the things your country is doing (unless your country is one of those insipidly nice Scandihoovian nations), but you're still an American with (whatever) heritage, rather than actually being (nationality your grandpappy gave up on). I mean, hell, my homeland is on the UN list of non-self governing territories and if it ever became an independent country, I'd give up my US citizenship, but right now, I'm still an American, like it or not.
I just hate calling myself that for some reason. I'd much prefer to identify myself with my heritage, or just identify myself as a person, or something than walk around going "I'm an AMMURRIKAN". Perhaps if we become a less douchy country I'll change my status.
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 17, 2010, 03:30:35 AM
Just saying, having ancestry of something doesn't make you that thing. Otherwise, fuck it, we're all East African.
TITCM.
well, you can CALL yourself whatever you want. I can call myself "Lord Hurkleburk the 3rd, ruler of Transylvania", but it doesn't change the reality, which is that you're an American and I'm a cook.
And anyway, America != the American Government. There are a whole lot of awesome things about this country which anyone who lives here should be proud of. Don't let a vocally idiotic minority obscure that fact.
to elaborate further, you know how most polls show that a majority of Americans are actually reasonably progressive-thinking people who don't support scummy racist xenophobic policies, but then when we have elections, the rabid scumbags turn out in droves and the mostly progressive-thinking people can't be bothered to go vote, so we end up with politicians who really aren't representative of who we are as a nation? If those mostly progressive-thinking people took as much pride in being reasonable and informed and politically active as the teabaggers and their forerunners take in being rabidly ignorant, you might not have the dilemma of not wanting to take pride in your country. It's a self-fulfilling prophecy.
It's not about being a rabid nationalist, it's about saying "hey, assholes, this is MY country too and I'm not going to give up on it and disconnect myself thereby allowing you loudmouthed backwards assclowns to dominate the agenda to the further detriment of everyone."
When I have a conversation with a foreigner, I say I'm American. I don't say I'm a 3rd generation Italian. Or that my English line goes back to some of the original English settlers of New York and Long Island in the 1600s to make me sound special. No. It makes me sound like a stuck up nerd. If they inquire as to my ethnic heritages, sure, but as far as my nationality goes, I'm American, no hyphens about it.
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 17, 2010, 03:26:43 PM
to elaborate further, you know how most polls show that a majority if Americans are actually reasonably progressive-thinking people who don't support scummy racist xenophobic policies, but then when we have elections, the rabid scumbags turn out in droves and the mostly progressive-thinking people can't be bothered to go vote, so we end up with politicians who really aren't representative of who we are as a nation? If those mostly progressive-thinking people took as much pride in being reasonable and informed and politically active as the teabaggers and their forerunners take in being rabidly ignorant, you might not have the dilemma of not wanting to take pride in your country. It's a self-fulfilling prophecy.
We're a pretty progressive thinking country...just our media doesn't want the rest of the world to know about it.
Our media runs on the "squeaky wheel gets the grease" model.
Precisely.
But as long as people REALLY don't want to do anything about it...
I have to admit, like everyone else, I've done my fair share of bitching about this country, but I don't think I could easily live anywhere else. I've been spoiled, I know this.
I hope you aren't getting the idea that I'm one of those people who's so angsty that they don't vote. Because I do, and just did in fact. It is true we do lots of great things, but our recent behavior pisses me off to the point where unless I'm, as Suu illustrated, on a trip to another country I'm not going to walk around calling myself an AMMERICKAN. While I'm here it's kinda a given, that I don't tend to push because I've been a bit embarrassed of some of our political maneuvers lately.
Not that I think it's any better to be part welsh or anything... :x
If I didn't have hrosie of doom, I'd absolutely be a globetrotter. Unfortunately, he doesn't really fit in my suitcase. :sad:
yeah, my train of thought really wasn't directed at you, it just sprung from the conversation at hand. You don't strike me as the angsty type.
Quote from: BLARFINGARF on October 17, 2010, 03:38:41 PM
If I didn't have hrosie of doom, I'd absolutely be a globetrotter. Unfortunately, he doesn't really fit in my suitcase. :sad:
GET BIGGER SUITCASE.
Nah while I can be angsty, irl I tend to be quite warm n fuzzy and accepting of all pplz. (unless they don't return the same courtesy, then it's ON like DONKEY KONG).
I also should say, I voted green for most of the people in this past election...because none of the republican/dem candidates seemed anything more than the current shit we have, and apparently I don't care about my votes mattering.
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 17, 2010, 03:41:40 PM
Quote from: BLARFINGARF on October 17, 2010, 03:38:41 PM
If I didn't have hrosie of doom, I'd absolutely be a globetrotter. Unfortunately, he doesn't really fit in my suitcase. :sad:
GET BIGGER SUITCASE.
If you supply the suitcase, I'll stuff you in one too and we can all go globetrotting in SPECTACULAR FASHION!
we'll need 2 suitcases. I'm not sharing a suitcase with a horse, no matter how sweet of a horse he is.
Better idea: I'll be the porter/cabana boy. That means in exchange for dealing with the suitcase full of horse, I get to be the cabana boy.
ITS A DATE
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 17, 2010, 02:19:50 AM
I'd say that if you have an Irish passport, you've got the right to call yourself Irish. And obviously you don't have to listen to me, it's just a pet peeve of mine when people who were born in America and have lived there entire lives there go around saying they're Irish/English/Chinese/Polish/Uzbek/whatever. It's like, no you're not, you're a fucking American.
It's all good, just defending my further usage of "we" when referencing the Irish.
That said, whenever I do something my grandfather disapproves of, he invariably responds, "Do all Americans [fill in what I just did]"
(http://tarpon.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/sophistry_sophl.jpg?w=450&h=352)
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 17, 2010, 04:42:15 PM
(http://tarpon.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/sophistry_sophl.jpg?w=450&h=352)
...Shouldn't you be sleeping?
Quote from: Sir Digby Chicken Caesar! on October 17, 2010, 04:42:15 PM
(http://tarpon.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/sophistry_sophl.jpg?w=450&h=352)
I like the pic, but it's relevance ITT has gone over my head.
He didn't sleep last night. I don't think he knows either.
Maybe he posted it in the wrong thread? Can happen if you have too many tabs open.
who is he, anyway? I assume he's somebody I used to know before they changed their name.
It's SuuBF: General Stuart.
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 17, 2010, 06:13:14 PM
who is he, anyway? I assume he's somebody I used to know before they changed their name.
Part of the reason I kept Nephew Twiddleton in my display info. People still know who I am afterwards
Quote from: Doktor Blight on October 17, 2010, 08:04:22 PM
Quote from: First City Hustle on October 17, 2010, 06:13:14 PM
who is he, anyway? I assume he's somebody I used to know before they changed their name.
Part of the reason I kept Nephew Twiddleton in my display info. People still know who I am afterwards
Afterwards? That sounds a bit ominous.
AFTER HE KILLED THOSE PEOPLE IN THAT TOWN
OMG
Quote from: BLARFINGARF on October 17, 2010, 08:52:34 PM
AFTER HE KILLED THOSE PEOPLE IN THAT TOWN
OMG
Nao he nose that yuo nose! :omg:
and I was never heard from again
Can't sleep....clowns will eat me....
Quote from: BLARFINGARF on October 17, 2010, 09:08:24 PM
and I was never heard from again
Nah, it's the paranoid conspiracy buff protection effect. You know too much, and if you're never heard from again, that proves the existence of the conspiracy.
Quote from: BLARFINGARF on October 17, 2010, 08:52:34 PM
AFTER HE KILLED THOSE PEOPLE IN THAT TOWN
OMG
Quote from: Doktor Blight on October 18, 2010, 02:54:16 AM
Quote from: BLARFINGARF on October 17, 2010, 09:08:24 PM
and I was never heard from again
Nah, it's the paranoid conspiracy buff protection effect. You know too much, and if you're never heard from again, that proves the existence of the conspiracy.
That's no consolation when you're lying in a shallow grave somewhere bleak and desolate. To have your ghost shouting as loud as it can "I TOLD YOU IT WAS HIM"!
If you're beginning to seem paranoid, (which you're not yet, but you will if you keep denying the accusations) and suddenly the collective sources of your paranoia, disappear without trace, then what conclusions are going to be reached? I won't be happy until all those people turn up alive and well.
:aww:
Of course, the chances are I'm well wide of the mark here, and I have been known to grab two shitty ends of a clean stick before, but I was always taught to listen carefully to gossip, and innuendo, then speculate wildy, run with it, and only then could I reach those wildly innappropriate conclusions that got me in trouble last time. :roll:
Quote from: BadBeast on October 18, 2010, 03:57:25 AM
Quote from: BLARFINGARF on October 17, 2010, 08:52:34 PM
AFTER HE KILLED THOSE PEOPLE IN THAT TOWN
OMG
Quote from: Doktor Blight on October 18, 2010, 02:54:16 AM
Quote from: BLARFINGARF on October 17, 2010, 09:08:24 PM
and I was never heard from again
Nah, it's the paranoid conspiracy buff protection effect. You know too much, and if you're never heard from again, that proves the existence of the conspiracy.
That's no consolation when you're lying in a shallow grave somewhere bleak and desolate. To have your ghost shouting as loud as it can "I TOLD YOU IT WAS HIM"!
If you're beginning to seem paranoid, (which you're not yet, but you will if you keep denying the accusations) and suddenly the collective sources of your paranoia, disappear without trace, then what conclusions are going to be reached? I won't be happy until all those people turn up alive and well.
Quote from: BadBeast on October 18, 2010, 07:10:02 AM
Of course, the chances are I'm well wide of the mark here, and I have been known to grab two shitty ends of a clean stick before, but I was always taught to listen carefully to gossip, and innuendo, then speculate wildy, run with it, and only then could I reach those wildly innappropriate conclusions that got me in trouble last time. :roll:
The amount of thought you're putting into this makes me paranoid.
Quote from: Cainad on October 18, 2010, 02:16:18 PM
Quote from: BadBeast on October 18, 2010, 03:57:25 AM
Quote from: BLARFINGARF on October 17, 2010, 08:52:34 PM
AFTER HE KILLED THOSE PEOPLE IN THAT TOWN
OMG
Quote from: Doktor Blight on October 18, 2010, 02:54:16 AM
Quote from: BLARFINGARF on October 17, 2010, 09:08:24 PM
and I was never heard from again
Nah, it's the paranoid conspiracy buff protection effect. You know too much, and if you're never heard from again, that proves the existence of the conspiracy.
That's no consolation when you're lying in a shallow grave somewhere bleak and desolate. To have your ghost shouting as loud as it can "I TOLD YOU IT WAS HIM"!
If you're beginning to seem paranoid, (which you're not yet, but you will if you keep denying the accusations) and suddenly the collective sources of your paranoia, disappear without trace, then what conclusions are going to be reached? I won't be happy until all those people turn up alive and well.
Quote from: BadBeast on October 18, 2010, 07:10:02 AM
Of course, the chances are I'm well wide of the mark here, and I have been known to grab two shitty ends of a clean stick before, but I was always taught to listen carefully to gossip, and innuendo, then speculate wildy, run with it, and only then could I reach those wildly innappropriate conclusions that got me in trouble last time. :roll:
The amount of thought you're putting into this makes me paranoid.
Would it help if I stated categorically that I'm not out to get anyone, or indeed, feed any existing conspiracy?
I'm just vaguely alluding to conspiracies that haven't even been established yet, basically, just to pass the time.
That's what you want us to think
Quote from: Doktor Blight on October 18, 2010, 03:02:08 PM
That's what you want us to think
Yeah, I would say that, wouldn't I? You'll just have to use your intuition and experience to decide whether to pick it up and run with it, or treat it with the disdain any good Discordian has for such a pile of pooh. Supchew dood. :evil:
My mother just found out that my great-great- grandfather was from Fife. So this means I i had a tiny bit of scottish in me BEFORE Payne. :lulz:
Quote from: Rainy Day Pixie on October 18, 2010, 04:04:01 PM
My mother just found out that my great-great- grandfather was from Fife. So this means I i had a tiny bit of scottish in me BEFORE Payne. :lulz:
Also, that you had a bit of Payne inside you, before you discovered your Scottish Heritage! :aaa:
Quote from: Rainy Day Pixie on October 18, 2010, 04:04:01 PM
My mother just found out that my great-great- grandfather was from Fife. So this means I i had a tiny bit of scottish in me BEFORE Payne. :lulz:
:bsex: