-Show me a true duality. Anyone. I really don't think that shit exists.
-Anyone complaining about phallic design or symbolism, I have a challenge for you. Make a functional hammer in the shape of a vagina.
-Shut the fuck up about the Jews. If half that shit was true you'd never meet one who was buzzing the poverty line.
-Drink in one place, with your friends who are drinking. Any combination of drink and movement is silly at best.
-In fact,just stay off my fucking roads in the first place.
More hate after I refill on coffee.
Quote from: Richter, Baron von on September 12, 2012, 11:46:26 PM
-Show me a true duality. Anyone. I really don't think that shit exists.
-Anyone complaining about phallic design or symbolism, I have a challenge for you. Make a functional hammer in the shape of a vagina.
-Shut the fuck up about the Jews. If half that shit was true you'd never meet one who was buzzing the poverty line.
-Drink in one place, with your friends who are drinking. Any combination of drink and movement is silly at best.
-In fact,just stay off my fucking roads in the first place.
More hate after I refill on coffee.
I like this new hate.
-You can hire other people to do your bitching for you. In some parts of our society it is even required. Chew that over.
-Practical skills are now fringe interests. Obsessive and compulsive following of high profile figures is standard media fare. The next die off will involve famished hordes running for new of Kim K. or Octomom.
-Cultivating antisocial behavior will either lead to incarceration or political office. Eloquence and charm are the main factors in this, actual intelligence is not required.
-Find a cure and the charity goes out of business.
I should warn you, Richter. Providence can only handle so much hate at one time.
If you need it, the shovel is in my landlady's trunk. The cement mixer is below the overpass near the 6-10, and the keys are under my door mat.
Quote from: Suu on September 13, 2012, 12:59:53 AM
I should warn you, Richter. Providence can only handle so much hate at one time.
Balls. You can soak up the extra with guido bits.
Quote from: Richter, Baron von on September 12, 2012, 11:46:26 PM
-Show me a true duality. Anyone. I really don't think that shit exists.
My ass. It is unbounded, yet fits in my jeans.
Quote from: Fidel Castro on September 13, 2012, 03:46:25 AM
Quote from: Richter, Baron von on September 12, 2012, 11:46:26 PM
-Show me a true duality. Anyone. I really don't think that shit exists.
My ass. It is unbounded, yet fits in my jeans.
You're the one who met Buddha on the road and beat him up for his pants. Don't go trying to apply that here.
Quote from: Fidel Castro on September 13, 2012, 02:18:27 AM
Quote from: Suu on September 13, 2012, 12:59:53 AM
I should warn you, Richter. Providence can only handle so much hate at one time.
Balls. You can soak up the extra with guido bits.
You think I haven't tried? Those fuckers are SATURATED. I mean, you've met Dimo...
Quote from: Suu on September 13, 2012, 04:38:16 AM
Quote from: Fidel Castro on September 13, 2012, 02:18:27 AM
Quote from: Suu on September 13, 2012, 12:59:53 AM
I should warn you, Richter. Providence can only handle so much hate at one time.
Balls. You can soak up the extra with guido bits.
You think I haven't tried? Those fuckers are SATURATED. I mean, you've met Dimo...
I've seen him shirtless. He's so daygo he's day-glo
"Flights" of beers - So you hit the pub/tavern/microbrewsteraunt, and want to try EVERYTHING. How nice, they will serve you up a tiny glass of everything for a price. This is the most self defeating pub gimmick I have ever seen. Right off the bat it arms the patrons, giving them some kind of reject fraternity paddle to play with. In the ensuing violence, there are certain to be hams reduced to assburger by the overzealous beatings. NEVER arm your patrons. The barkeeps, barbacks and servers must outgun them at all times. Suu has verified this, and can concealed carry a Lousville slugger, 2 tasers, and a gun while still pulling off the "Tip me : )" look.
Anyone who orders one of these has also forgotten the purpose of the pub to such a degree that I doubt they remember the face of their father. You are there to DRINK. Not to Sample or Test. You want to try 4 beers? Have 4 real pints.
If you order a beer and hate it, you have recourse. Down it. Not your style? Wait for it to be jostled, and have a proper bar fight. OR my favorite option, which assumes that if you're drinking you hate yourself at some level anyways, jsut muddle through the shity pint, and try for better luck with another.
Better than ordering a fucking flight and announcing to the bar how you swoosh off into fucksickle wishy washy land.
Quote from: Richter, Baron von on September 14, 2012, 12:08:57 AM
"Flights" of beers - So you hit the pub/tavern/microbrewsteraunt, and want to try EVERYTHING. How nice, they will serve you up a tiny glass of everything for a price. This is the most self defeating pub gimmick I have ever seen. Right off the bat it arms the patrons, giving them some kind of reject fraternity paddle to play with. In the ensuing violence, there are certain to be hams reduced to assburger by the overzealous beatings. NEVER arm your patrons. The barkeeps, barbacks and servers must outgun them at all times. Suu has verified this, and can concealed carry a Lousville slugger, 2 tasers, and a gun while still pulling off the "Tip me : )" look.
Anyone who orders one of these has also forgotten the purpose of the pub to such a degree that I doubt they remember the face of their father. You are there to DRINK. Not to Sample or Test. You want to try 4 beers? Have 4 real pints.
If you order a beer and hate it, you have recourse. Down it. Not your style? Wait for it to be jostled, and have a proper bar fight. OR my favorite option, which assumes that if you're drinking you hate yourself at some level anyways, jsut muddle through the shity pint, and try for better luck with another.
Better than ordering a fucking flight and announcing to the bar how you swoosh off into fucksickle wishy washy land.
Richter has watched me pulled semi-automatics out of my ass when I worked on the East Side. It's a little trick I learned when I worked in Ybor City.
Quote from: Richter, Baron von on September 14, 2012, 12:08:57 AM
"Flights" of beers - So you hit the pub/tavern/microbrewsteraunt, and want to try EVERYTHING. How nice, they will serve you up a tiny glass of everything for a price. This is the most self defeating pub gimmick I have ever seen. Right off the bat it arms the patrons, giving them some kind of reject fraternity paddle to play with. In the ensuing violence, there are certain to be hams reduced to assburger by the overzealous beatings. NEVER arm your patrons. The barkeeps, barbacks and servers must outgun them at all times. Suu has verified this, and can concealed carry a Lousville slugger, 2 tasers, and a gun while still pulling off the "Tip me : )" look.
Anyone who orders one of these has also forgotten the purpose of the pub to such a degree that I doubt they remember the face of their father. You are there to DRINK. Not to Sample or Test. You want to try 4 beers? Have 4 real pints.
If you order a beer and hate it, you have recourse. Down it. Not your style? Wait for it to be jostled, and have a proper bar fight. OR my favorite option, which assumes that if you're drinking you hate yourself at some level anyways, jsut muddle through the shity pint, and try for better luck with another.
Better than ordering a fucking flight and announcing to the bar how you swoosh off into fucksickle wishy washy land.
You forgot one method of disposal. "Oh, God, this tastes like weasel piss!" Hand it to the drunkest person at the table, and order yourself another while they down it.