March 31, 2005
— Ace Go ahead; it's about time.
Let's be honest: I don't like any of you, and you don't like each other. Which I can understand, because you're a bunch of dribbling imbeciles, a pack of wild retards fighting with one another over who can best manage to stay within the lines while colorin'.
You can have your stupid moron-talk in this thread. It seems wrong to have you simpering fuckweasels jackassing around in a thread that is partly devoted to the death of Terri Schiavo.
So have at it, cretins. I wash my hands of the lot of you.
Thread Ended. Flame War Suspended. Until you guys annoy me again.
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Posted by: Mikey at March 31, 2005 11:25 AM (O9Cc8)
(man, Dave, you're being dissed for someone who doesn't even blog anymore.)
Well, don't get me wrong. I also don't like Dave very much, and of course I have plenty of derogatory things to say about him.
But let's be honest: I'm like a starting cornerback, and Dave's... well, you know, Dave's up in the bleachers with the band-dorks, thinking anybody gives a shit that they're playing some sort of "funked out" version of Louie, Louie.
I mean, okay, for a band dork, yeah, he's lead trumpet and all, but let's face it, when the game's over I'm gonna be the one getting a hummer on the back of the team bus and Dave's gonna be talking to his acne-scarred friends about how they "really kicked it up and got the crowd going" during the four-minute percussion solo in Some Like It Hot.
I considered copying Dave's various insipid rejoinders to me, until I realized how far beneath me that would be.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 11:26 AM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: at March 31, 2005 11:27 AM (kItDC)
Not gonna happen, toots. In the words of Cheap Trick, "Momma told me, yes she told me, there'd be girls like you; she also told me stay away you never know what you'll catch."
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 11:28 AM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: McDirty at March 31, 2005 11:30 AM (YNJZw)
Fuck fuck fuck shit balls fuck shit balls fuck fuck fuck fuck. You don't fucking fuck fuck shit blogger shit fuck fuck. Hitler Nazi shit fuck fuck shit fuck balls ass Ace fuck shit shit.
So fuck. And Shit!
Posted by: Flame this at March 31, 2005 11:35 AM (qtaD8)
Two bloggers enter, one blogger leaves.
So it begins.
Dave at Garfield Ridge
Posted by: Dave at Garfield Ridge at March 31, 2005 11:37 AM (rV7Dk)
I fucking hate all of you.
Dickwads.
Cheers,
Dave at Garfield Ridge
Posted by: Dave at Garfield Ridge at March 31, 2005 11:39 AM (rV7Dk)
Posted by: Eric at March 31, 2005 11:39 AM (lSPur)
Posted by: carin at March 31, 2005 11:40 AM (vQp+Q)
Posted by: carin at March 31, 2005 11:41 AM (vQp+Q)
One thing to remember when fighting Ace.
He has Johnny Coldcuts writing all his best stuff for him.
I mean if it was Man to Man....and you were able to convince us you qualified....then maybe you would stand a chance.
But Man against Man and his Trash talking, smack addicted, time travelling, ham sandwich ,bastard lovechild?
Them are some pretty heavy odds, my soon to be de-linked friend.
Posted by: Jack M. at March 31, 2005 11:41 AM (ywZa8)
You see what I'm saying? You get where I'm going with this?
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 11:42 AM (Q6+G6)
Ahh, everything old is new again.
And you all are a bunch of ball sniffing, asscrack licking, pussy-cheese eating dickwads who couldn't tell an asshole from their mothers mouth and have used both interchangably in the past.
Except Cedarford. He's a nice guy.
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 11:43 AM (2da3S)
Posted by: Mikey at March 31, 2005 11:43 AM (O9Cc8)
Posted by: BrewFan at March 31, 2005 11:45 AM (Byr3j)
You understand the subtle point I'm trying to delicately elide here?
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 11:49 AM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: Ken J at March 31, 2005 11:50 AM (lIVm5)
Posted by: See-Dubya at March 31, 2005 11:50 AM (mL2wb)
You want some of this Klingon nasty?
Posted by: Michael Ansana at March 31, 2005 11:50 AM (BPhem)
Posted by: The Colossus at March 31, 2005 11:51 AM (0B3lJ)
First off, I hope you get seat worms.
Second off, I'm not afraid of a *fucking sandwich*. I eat sandwiches.
Now, that Hoke Malokey-- I'm afraid of him. Because, unlike Ace, the guy can actually construct a sentence without copying an example from Josh Marshall.
But pieces of meat between doughy bread? I might as well piss myself in fear of Oliver Willis.
As for proving my manliness, why would a real man have to do such a thing? I don't need to brag, not when the women do it for me.
It's like Wilt Chamberlain once said: "I hope Dave leaves me some fee's for the rest of us."
Cheers,
Dave at Garfield Ridge
P.S. You know who I also hate? Left-handed people. Fuck all of them commie weirdos.
Posted by: Dave at Garfield Ridge at March 31, 2005 11:54 AM (rV7Dk)
2. The only reason I visit you simian retards over here is to reinforce my belief in evolution. It is painfully clear that some of you animals just crawled from the primordial soup like last week.
Ahhhhhh I feel better
Posted by: lauraw at March 31, 2005 11:56 AM (RldyP)
Ewwww, see-duuuubb, I zee you are without, shall we say, "fruits" at the moment. Your bannana looks morelike a zmall plum, and the fuzzy peach looks to be more of a piiit.
/Guy leDouche
Now, see-dub, as a fellow former Michigander, I know you are just some degenerate meth smoking, redneck, mulleted burnout , trying desperately to climb away from your Jackson State Pen roots. It's OK though, cuz you dad really loved those conjugal visits from your uncle.
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 11:56 AM (2da3S)
To take your point further, I believe that Emilio Estevez got Anthony Michael Hall to do his freakin' detention homework assignment for him.
Not that I ever watched the limp dicked, goth-driven, teenage angst films that shaped your pissant world view.
But, yeah, Dave is your bitch. When he's worth acknowledging. Which is never.
But as far as I'm concerned? Allah owns you all.
Punk sissy nancy boys. You disgust me.
Posted by: Jack M. at March 31, 2005 11:57 AM (ywZa8)
If it's not, then fuck you.
================================
You vulgar little maggot. Don't you know that you're pathetic? You worthless bag of filth. As they say in Texas, I'll bet you couldn't pour piss out of a boot if the instructions were on the heel.
You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. A fetid pus-oozing festering boil on the anus of humanity. If the universe were nothing but K-Y jelly, you would be a grain of sand in it.
You are a fiend and a sniveling, spineless coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just knowing you exist. I despise everything about you. You are a bloody nardless newbie twit protohominid chromosomally aberrant caricature of a coprophagic cloacal parasitic pond scum. And I wish you would go away.
You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a putrefaction, a big suck on a sour lemon with a lime twist.
You are a bleating foal, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves in regret for what they had done.
I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformation. I barf at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, a ferment, the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell?
You snail-skulled little twit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs.
You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. Your hand refuses autoerotism. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. You are the epitome of conceit; the flea, floating down a river with an erection, screaming to those that care, "Open up the damn drawbridge".
And what meaning do you expect your delusional self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have with us? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake?
You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a puerile one-handed slack-jawed drooling meat slapper.
On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go.
If the sum total of all the knowledge, experience and wisdom that you have acquired in your stay thus far on earth were rolled into one great big ball and shoved up a gnat's asshole, there would be so much room left over that it would roll around like a BB in a boxcar.
I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid collapsed on itself so far that even the neutrons have collapsed. Stupid gotten so dense that no intellect can escape kind of stupid. Singularity stupid. Blazing hot mid-day sun on the warm side of Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid in one second than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. Your writing has to be a troll. Nothing in our universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this is some primordial fragment from the original big bang of stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on. This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me again for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of the rest of your drivel.
Maybe later in life, after you have learned to think, read, write, spell, count and wipe your ass you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things more difficult. If I had known, that this was your case then I would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicapped space. I wish you the best of luck in the intellectual struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you (like passing gas, for instance).
You, sir, have shown yourself to be an apogenous, bovaristic, coprolalial, dasypygal, excerebro, facinorous, gnathonic, hircine, ityphallic, jumentous, kyphotic, labrose, mephitic, napiform, oligophrenial, papuliferous, quisquilian, rebarbative, saponaceous, thersitical, unguinous, ventripotent, wlatsome, xylocephaloous, yirning zoophyte.
I'm sure the other fine folks can figure it out much more rapidly than you ever will so, I'll give you the meanings of them before your tiny snail-skulled head implodes.
It is to say, are you an impotent, conceited, obscene, hairy-buttocked, brainless, wicked, toadying, goatish, indecent, stable-smelling, hunchbacked, thicklipped, stinking, turnip-shaped, feeble-minded, pimply, trashy, repellent, smarmy, foul-mouthed, greasy, gluttonous, loathsome, wooden-headed, whining, extremely low form of animal life.
In short, if I traded you for shit, I would lose the container I brought you in.
May you be cornholed nightly by mushroom-colored dwarves.
Otherwise, have a good day.
Posted by: apotheosis at March 31, 2005 11:58 AM (cx2FY)
This is a sad day.
ps: Cedarford is a douchebag.
Posted by: Log Cabin at March 31, 2005 11:59 AM (E6hSy)
you ignorant slut.
And you leave Cedarford alone! He's the nicest guy on Ace's boards. And the smartest. And I'm just soooo into him.
Posted by: Pat HO'Brien at March 31, 2005 12:03 PM (2da3S)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 12:11 PM (Q6+G6)
Why, just the other day he told me that he gets "a little weepy" during the ending to Baby Day's Out.
And I'm sure all of you know that Ace is Mac Culkin's number one fan. Well, okay, maybe number *two* fan, but I'm sure he and MJ share the same reasons for like the kid.
As for Emilio Estevez movies. . . wasn't he in Maximum Overdrive? That movie was the shit. I want a goblin truck, or at least a goblin head for my front grille.
But in Breakfast Club? You guys actually watch that now? What a bunch of skirts.
Except for LauraW & Carin-- they wear pants, if you know what I mean. I'm just sayin'.
Cheers,
Dave at Garfield Ridge
P.S. So, which one of you sorry fucks will be the first to die of scabies?
Posted by: Dave at Garfield Ridge at March 31, 2005 12:11 PM (rV7Dk)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 12:12 PM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: Sean M. at March 31, 2005 12:13 PM (XgA/U)
Yeah, these generalized insults really hurt.
I should have known better than to give over a thread to you idiots without the benefit of my firm guidance.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 12:14 PM (Q6+G6)
See, I try to limit my flames to people who can write complete sentences without omitting transitive verbs, definite articles, and crucial vowels. At least in that case I'm guaranteed a fucking intelligible response.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 12:15 PM (037AZ)
(might as well get that out of the way)
Now, shut yer yaps and get back to tossin my salad you smarmy naves!
Posted by: fat kid at March 31, 2005 12:16 PM (yHxMk)
Posted by: Lithium at March 31, 2005 12:16 PM (YOhqV)
I never said I was from Michigan, just that I had family there, no doubt a result of my cutting a mile-wide swath through your kinfolks, you degenerate French-emulating Riverdancer. Nice place, Baja Canada, if you like all the culture and great weather of Greenland plus all the crime and urban blight of a much larger city. I'll bet you were a tasty little dollop of Mackinac fudge for that Jackson state crew, though.
Posted by: See-Dubya at March 31, 2005 12:18 PM (mL2wb)
True enough. It's widely agreed you have absolutely nothing whatsoever to contribute, but you contribute that fat load of zilch with impeccable grammar and spelling.
You ought to be proud. You're every bit as interesting as a persnickety martinet can be.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 12:18 PM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: dulce at March 31, 2005 12:19 PM (A5mpd)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 12:19 PM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 12:20 PM (Q6+G6)
When will the realization that NO ONE gives a shit about YOUR WANTS you preening, narcissistic, fucktard?
Geez, you are like Andrew Sullivan. You think the whole blogosphere revolves around you and your stupid blog about cats and lasagna. By the way, how's your emotional health today, Dave? Lord knows, it's only a matter of time before you get around to making it an issue too.
So make us all happy and STFU. It's bad enough that you and Ace have this strange sexual repulsion/attraction thing going on. Must it be aired publicly?
Damn I wish Gen Patton was here to slap both you and Ace's prison bitch asses into line. Cocksuckers, the both of ya.
I mean, not to the extent of Hobgoblin's cocksocking, but pretty damn close.
All of you inbred Deliverance rejects make me want to vomit. I'm de-linking you all.
Posted by: Jack M. at March 31, 2005 12:23 PM (ywZa8)
Look, I'm not trying to say that Ace is a "delicate, flouncy flowerboy," all I'm saying is that when the guys were all hanging out together the other night trying to figure out what to do, it was Ace who suggested we ought to "go to the piano bar at 8:00 and sing showtunes."
I'm just saying, is all.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 12:23 PM (037AZ)
And, for the record, Dave - I am not wearing PANTS ... I prefer to blog naked.
Posted by: carin at March 31, 2005 12:25 PM (obvcA)
(*zing* - cuttin close to the bone jeff b is)
Posted by: fat kid at March 31, 2005 12:26 PM (yHxMk)
Well perhaps, but then again Johnny Jitters did compare me to Ms. Hastings.
(on the other hand, maybe some lines shouldn't be crossed?)
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 12:28 PM (037AZ)
It reminds me of something interesting about JeffB... wait a minute, there isn't anything interesting about JeffB.
Nevermind.
It's bad enough that you and Ace have this strange sexual repulsion/attraction thing going on.
I assure you the "attraction" part is all on Dave's side. I don't swing that way for no one, pal.
Well... maybe Hugh Jackman. But that is it! End of the list!
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 12:30 PM (Q6+G6)
I may not have any talent as a writer, but I do as a reader. You went over the line. You are an ass. Do you feel better now? Are you a big man now? Why don't you go kick a dog to prove to us your superiority.
I went to some stupid blog yesterday where the comments were all about raping Terri Shaivo. Sounds like a site you'd like to visit.
Posted by: johnd01 at March 31, 2005 12:30 PM (T1kPt)
Posted by: fat kid at March 31, 2005 12:30 PM (yHxMk)
Besides, I'm genuinely not sensitive about the panic thing. If I were sensitive about it, I wouldn't have written about it.
Leave JeffB alone. The way people usually do, at parties, at work, at home, in stuck elevators when there's nothing to do but talk to each other, etc.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 12:32 PM (Q6+G6)
Whose opinion do I value more on this issue?
Ace of Spades, or a man named Johndo1?
Give me some time to get back with an answer about whose opinion is more authoritative.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 12:33 PM (037AZ)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 12:34 PM (Q6+G6)
Except perhaps the people who know you, that are vomiting at the thought of your puffy, blue-striped legs spread like twin wheels of gorgonzola over a chair before your computer. A fabric chair. *shudder*
Your flaccid, sack-like breasts draped casually on either side of your keyboard as you tap-tap-tap inept witticisms to an unwilling audience.
Posted by: lauraw at March 31, 2005 12:34 PM (RldyP)
It's not much, but you can't beat somethin' with nothin'.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 12:35 PM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: Iblis at March 31, 2005 12:35 PM (ttEQj)
this thread is useless without pics.
and Jack, your analingus is the talk of three states. Don't talk to me about anything
(and I think johnd01 is missing the point here)
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 12:35 PM (2da3S)
SERIOUSLY.
I'm NOT FUCKING AROUND.
[Edited. Nope, not again, FatKid.]
Posted by: fat kid at March 31, 2005 12:36 PM (yHxMk)
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 12:37 PM (2da3S)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 12:38 PM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: lauraw at March 31, 2005 12:38 PM (RldyP)
PS I'm so getting banned for that last link.
Posted by: fat kid at March 31, 2005 12:40 PM (yHxMk)
Posted by: fat kid at March 31, 2005 12:42 PM (yHxMk)
Ha. Ace should talk about parties. You should see this guy in action because it's like unintentional sketch comedy. He can't get two minutes into a conversation with a girl - ANY girl, even the fat ones or the flat ones - without twitching compulsively, blossoming flop-sweats underneath his work-shirt, and saying something like "so, does anyone else think Kim Richards peaked with Meatballs II? Because seriously, I think her turn in Tuff Turf while often held up as her defining work, is actually overrated."
I've never seen party chit-chat killed stone-dead the way that sort of thing does. Even better is when he uses The Thing as his opening gambit ("What, you've never seen it? It's AWESOME. There's this scene where a guy's body just splits open and turns into a pustulating biomass with teeth, and tears this guy's fucking arms off!!")
PS: And Ace, no matter what anyone has told you, "Hey, would you like to come upstairs and touch my +3 Bag of Holding?" is not a "surefire" pick-up line.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 12:43 PM (037AZ)
Posted by: Iblis at March 31, 2005 12:44 PM (ttEQj)
No argument here about my analingus being the talk of three states: I can't help it that your Mom lives in Arkansas, your Wife in Mississippi, and your sister in Louisiana.
Now get back to alphabetically categorizing your wife's vibrator collection. I understand you left off between the ones named "I wish I had married you instead of Hobgoblin" and "I don't understand why Hobgoblin is so into goats".
Oh yeah, she just got out of the shower and asked me to remind you to pick up some tampons for her on the way home.
Posted by: Jack M. at March 31, 2005 12:45 PM (ywZa8)
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 12:46 PM (037AZ)
Posted by: carin at March 31, 2005 12:48 PM (obvcA)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 12:50 PM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 12:54 PM (037AZ)
Posted by: carin at March 31, 2005 12:54 PM (obvcA)
Sorry the syphylis has finally started to take hold. It won't be long now, though. Soon you won't even remember your life behind the glory hole of a San Fran bathhouse.
And the truckers that you hitch rides from to my mom's to my sister's to my wife's place all agree that you toss one mean salad. So at least we all agree.
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 12:57 PM (2da3S)
Posted by: fat kid at March 31, 2005 12:59 PM (yHxMk)
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 01:01 PM (2da3S)
With the way Ace sees Internet funnies, he won't get your 'Lighning Bolt!' joke for another year.
Posted by: Dale at March 31, 2005 01:04 PM (VE3QR)
Posted by: See-Dubya at March 31, 2005 01:05 PM (mL2wb)
You're fucking telling me? Last week Ace E-mailed me with a subject header of "LOOK AT THIS TOTALLY GROSS PIC!" and a link to goatse.cx.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 01:05 PM (037AZ)
Just like fucking chicks. Always losing focus at the most critical times.
"No honey, you're supposed to turn left, not right. Yes dear, I know this, because I *read maps.*"
"Darling, why don't you wipe that off before you talk on the phone. Your mother would freak out if she saw you now."
"Less talking, sweetie. C'mon. Shhh, already. What. . . what's with the hands? Chrissakes, it's not a pickle jar! Dammit, forget it, I'll take care of that myself. Just go make a fucking pizza already."
Anyways, if you two ladies want to stop catfighting for a moment, I hear Ace says women who don't shave their privates are just asking for genital warts. I think he's talking about you, so I'd get after him.
Cheers,
Dave at Garfield Ridge
P.S. You know what? Ace pees sitting down. There, I said it.
"
Posted by: Dave at Garfield Ridge at March 31, 2005 01:14 PM (mrpxK)
Posted by: Hoodlumman at March 31, 2005 01:15 PM (1iJzK)
Posted by: Dale at March 31, 2005 01:18 PM (VE3QR)
Posted by: fat kid at March 31, 2005 01:25 PM (yHxMk)
Posted by: Sean M. at March 31, 2005 01:29 PM (XgA/U)
Posted by: Kent at March 31, 2005 01:30 PM (oPLPa)
Thank the Lord it was just a GIS with little small thumbs.
Ugh, I still feel traumatized.
Moderate safe search was DEFINITELY not working
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 01:31 PM (2da3S)
>What. . . what's with the hands? Chrissakes, it's not a pickle jar!
Surely you meant a gherkin jar?
Posted by: Velvet Yule at March 31, 2005 01:33 PM (6mUkl)
She's tired of the male prostitution ring you keep running down there. The neighbors are complaining, and Hobgoblin keeps showing up.
Posted by: Jack M. at March 31, 2005 01:33 PM (1W1ap)
That's okay, you can just post a link to a good put-down you made back in May 2004.
You know, back when you were funny.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 01:34 PM (037AZ)
That "t--girl" thing is just foul. I haven't seen the other one, but I think I'm going to avoid it.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 01:34 PM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: Dale at March 31, 2005 01:35 PM (VE3QR)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 01:36 PM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 01:37 PM (037AZ)
Here's SFW explaination of "shock sites". At least it doesn't have pictures. Definitely avoid lemonparty.
Posted by: Dale at March 31, 2005 01:39 PM (VE3QR)
This thread is just too hurtful.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 01:40 PM (Q6+G6)
And Dave, that thing on the side of one of your chins? It's not a 'beauty mark,' and I think its kind of sick that you insist on calling it that. Seriously, it looks like a blackened cornish game hen. That's not normal. See a doctor.
But before you go, you should tie a rag to a stick and see if you can scrub up a little.
People, the man is funkier than George Clinton. It ain't right.
Posted by: lauraw at March 31, 2005 01:41 PM (+7VNs)
I mean-- that had to occur to you, right? You couldn't be that dumb, could you?
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 01:44 PM (Q6+G6)
This thread is just too hurtful.
It's hard to know if you're being serious or not here (after all, this IS the flamewar thread), but if you were, I actually am sorry - I was just reaching for the most convenient insult, and your repost of the Berger stuff (with the intentionally over-the-top self praise) gave me inspiration. Trust me, you're definitely still funny. Regularly. I wouldn't be buying a friggin' T-shirt if I didn't think so.
(sorry to break the mood with a sincere post)
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 01:46 PM (037AZ)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 01:47 PM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 01:47 PM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 01:48 PM (037AZ)
Apparently you're just a walking heap of vaginas.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 01:48 PM (Q6+G6)
Says the man who pathetically tries to cover up his own leanings with gestures towards hypermasculine Norsemen and the cock of Kansas' Greatest Senator.
Let's Be Honest: Ace is obsessed with Excitable Andy for a reason. You used to be his 'little beagle,' didn't you?
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 01:50 PM (037AZ)
Apparently you're just a walking heap of vaginas.
Well at least ONE of us has gotten some p***y in their lives.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 01:52 PM (037AZ)
Posted by: at March 31, 2005 01:52 PM (E6hSy)
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 01:54 PM (037AZ)
Please don't take this the wrong way, but you're a fuckin' retard.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 01:54 PM (Q6+G6)
Oh what a dumb fuck I was.
And Jeffb, we don't even need to insult you. You're just pathetic all on your own.
; P (so you don't get your feelings hurt)
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 01:58 PM (2da3S)
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 02:00 PM (037AZ)
Are you through showing us your thenthitive side?
Why don't you go put Steel Magnolias in the DVD and have a good cry, mm' kay?
Then come back here and throw down, sissy.
Posted by: lauraw at March 31, 2005 02:01 PM (+7VNs)
Are you through showing us your thenthitive side?
I wasn't going to talk about the pus-oozing twat sores and herpes scars, lauraw. But that just goes to show that chivalry is never rewarded.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 02:04 PM (037AZ)
See, that was actually funny the first 10 times you used it, Ace. But after the 20th repost or so it begins to lose a lot of its freshness.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 02:08 PM (037AZ)
You're one to talk, laura. "Thensative side" was the best you could come up with?
I mean, if you're going to call Jeff out as a cock-snarfling, ball-gargling, ass-bandit homofag, just do it.
(Stupid bitch.)
Posted by: Sean M. at March 31, 2005 02:11 PM (XgA/U)
So how is that coming along, buddy?
Posted by: lauraw at March 31, 2005 02:13 PM (+7VNs)
You, Sean, just sound like your re-writing your craigslist personal ad:
BiWM iso cock-snarfling, ball-gargling, ass-bandit homofag. Contact SeanM at box#3443245
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 02:15 PM (2da3S)
Fuckin' A, man. Because, deep down inside, who isn't? Right?
Hello?
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 02:17 PM (037AZ)
So how is that coming along, buddy?
You fucking whore.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 02:18 PM (Q6+G6)
All in good fun, I hope you know. When I said that "kinda stung," I meant "That was a good one, in a sadly funny-because-it's-true kinda way."
But seriously-- never, never show any emotion or humanity to another guy. And I'm not sure it's a good thing to show it to women, either, unless you're trying to get into their pants, or it's your mom. Or it's Allah's mom, and you're trying to get into her pants.
Didn't you learn anything on the playground?
That's MY contribution to your PayPal tipjar of personal development, buddy. You'll thank me for this lesson one day.
Well, you'll thank me silently. Don't thank me out loud, or I'll call you a fuckin' queerbait.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 02:21 PM (Q6+G6)
That kinda stung, JeffB.
This thread has become too hurtful.
(Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease...! I know he wants to... Let him let him let him let him...)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 02:23 PM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 02:24 PM (2da3S)
Are you too afraid of hurting my feelings to bring that up?
I'm positively swimming in pussyboys.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 02:26 PM (Q6+G6)
Anka told me he thinks you have no fucking heart OR "conscious."
Hey, and he spells "conscious" the same way you probably would too!
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 02:26 PM (037AZ)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 02:27 PM (Q6+G6)
Male readers/contributors: 1
Female readers/contributors: 3999
I've got to start peddling AoS Feminine Deodorant Spray.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 02:28 PM (Q6+G6)
Nah, see, I didn't want to hurt your girlish feelings too much, but I still zinged you, just to let you know that, come what may, I wouldn't give up a carton of Pall Malls to save you from a pack of vicious wolves.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 02:30 PM (Q6+G6)
yep, cuz you're MORRISSEY, home-bot.
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 02:30 PM (2da3S)
And giving JeffB his own personal rimjob in public is just plain sad
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 02:33 PM (2da3S)
See? Substance and invective, not to mention some understanding of rhetorical technique. Put some effort into it.
The girl and I are off to dinner now. Try not to make each other cry too much, kids.
Posted by: Megan at March 31, 2005 02:39 PM (6GlEz)
Coincidence?
No. Because chicks... are dumb.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 02:41 PM (Q6+G6)
Because women never have to do a lick of work. They just sit around the house during the day doing their nails and chatting online. Lazy bints.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 02:45 PM (037AZ)
Yup. Ace didn't get into the band because he because he couldn't live up to the ethic behind "Boy Don't Cry." Although he was intimately acquainted with the feeling of "10:15 Saturday Night."
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 02:48 PM (037AZ)
"The board administrator requires all members to log in."
DAMN! SNAP!
That hurts, really.
Posted by: Dave at Garfield Ridge at March 31, 2005 02:52 PM (mrpxK)
That's really suprising... I did not see this eventuality coming...
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 02:56 PM (Q6+G6)
But I repeat myself.
Ace, if you had to choose, which silly little girl would you rather be?
1. Washingtonienne, and take it up the ass from a United States Senator?
2. Wonkette, and take it up the ass from Chris Matthews?
3. Jeff Gannon, and take it up the ass from Ace of Spades?
I'd choose # 3, but only because the small dick won't hurt as much.
Dave at Garfield Ridge
Posted by: Dave at Garfield Ridge at March 31, 2005 02:56 PM (mrpxK)
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 02:57 PM (037AZ)
That's really suprising... I did not see this eventuality coming...
Big talk from a man I saw praising Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me as "a stunning goth-pop tour-de-force" in a back alley yesterday.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 03:00 PM (037AZ)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 03:01 PM (Q6+G6)
Better than being a hard-core Winger fan. Perhaps you can wow us with a semi-obscure 'hair metal' reference?
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 03:03 PM (037AZ)
I saw them perform that live in the Monsters of Metal tour.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 03:05 PM (Q6+G6)
You gotta be fast when you read Ace.
Posted by: Andrea Harris at March 31, 2005 03:08 PM (0XThq)
How about your REAL favorite song: Whitesnake's I'm deperately trying to cover up my homosexuality by wearing make-up, fishnets, and lots of hairspray
Or maybe Slayer's I'm so trashed on cheap meth that I fucked some dude in a truckstop last night
I think that's more Ace-o-Spades style
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 03:09 PM (2da3S)
Posted by: Andrea Harris at March 31, 2005 03:09 PM (0XThq)
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 03:10 PM (037AZ)
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 03:10 PM (2da3S)
Oh great, and now here comes the world's most censorious blog-moderator to piss on our parade.
Why don't you just preemptively ban me over at Tim Blair's you trigger-happy harridan?
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 03:12 PM (037AZ)
Posted by: Jack M. at March 31, 2005 03:14 PM (1W1ap)
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 03:14 PM (2da3S)
You lookin' at me?
Cause if you are, and you look underneath me, you'll see you wife.
And, because she's currently got her mouth full of Jack's Love Lava, she wants you to know this:
She's leaving you for Cedarford.
Posted by: Jack M. at March 31, 2005 03:19 PM (1W1ap)
???
Have you ever... seen a vagina, son?
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 03:21 PM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 03:22 PM (Q6+G6)
She's leaving you for Cedarford.
All of which means that you're taking sloppy seconds on Cedarford's desecrated pass-arounds, you pathetic sonofabitch.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 03:23 PM (037AZ)
Cedarford.
He's one HELL of a swell guy.
And you mom has a bit of spinach in her teeth, could you please tell her? It from her lunch, when she ate out my asshole. (I shouldn't have had the spinach for dinner last night.)
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 03:23 PM (2da3S)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 03:23 PM (Q6+G6)
man, that's kind of embarassing...
carry on...
And Ace hereby unintentionally reveals that HE is the only person on this thread who has never seen a vagina.
Did I not call this twenty or so posts ago?
What's it like to never know the touch of a woman, son?
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 03:25 PM (037AZ)
Well, it was so fuckin' easy to rip on you guys I thought I had to toss you some chum.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 03:26 PM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: hobgobi at March 31, 2005 03:30 PM (2da3S)
But you know what I'm NOT doing?
Goats. My right hand. My left hand. The corpses of hobo's at the morgue. Brian Boitano. Downtown Lad. The roadie that used to tune up Slash's guitar during the "Use Your Illusion" tour. A hole in the ground. Oliver Willis' armpit. Andrew Sullivan's beagle. Liberace's brother George. The cast of the local supper clubs performance of "The Rocky Horror Picture Show". The original "Rocky Horror". Michael Jackson.
Pity you cant say the same. You fuckin' Jordanian "piece"-keeper.
Posted by: Jack M. at March 31, 2005 03:31 PM (1W1ap)
How many here think that JeffB probably can answer the following question:
"What's it like to know the touch of a woman's son?"
Yep..as I thought..everyone is raising their hands...
Posted by: Jack M. at March 31, 2005 03:34 PM (1W1ap)
Goats. My right hand. My left hand. The corpses of hobo's at the morgue. Brian Boitano. Downtown Lad. The roadie that used to tune up Slash's guitar during the "Use Your Illusion" tour. A hole in the ground. Oliver Willis' armpit. Andrew Sullivan's beagle. Liberace's brother George. The cast of the local supper clubs performance of "The Rocky Horror Picture Show". The original "Rocky Horror". Michael Jackson.
Pity you cant say the same. You fuckin' Jordanian "piece"-keeper.
Fuck. Even I - the victim - have to step back and tip my cap to that one.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 03:36 PM (037AZ)
"What's it like to know the touch of a woman's son?"
Ouch
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 03:38 PM (2da3S)
-------> JeffB
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 03:40 PM (2da3S)
Although, I have to be honest-- I have no real idea what the hell women have going on down there, and I don't think there's a single man with a really firm idea about the geography of that region, either, at least one who didn't spend 7 years in OB/GYN training.
Women's genitals are, let's be honest, just a mess. And a vacuuming nightmare to boot.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 03:48 PM (Q6+G6)
between you and me there was some loose shit going on in that post, but I'll never admit to it. the burn in retort was just too good
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 03:49 PM (2da3S)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 03:50 PM (Q6+G6)
Jack: Things you ARE currently doing include...a board with a hole in it.
Hobgoblin: I heard you use horse sperm for hair gel.
Ace: I found some of your old poetry from high school. This one's my favorite:
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Today the audio/visual club took turns f*cking my mouth.
Posted by: Andrew at March 31, 2005 03:52 PM (xat8P)
Thats clever. Really.
However, as I understand it, anyone that has sex with you technically qualifies as being "bored with an asshole in it".
So, really, I think I'm still better off.
Posted by: Jack M. at March 31, 2005 03:57 PM (1W1ap)
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 03:58 PM (2da3S)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 03:58 PM (Q6+G6)
Not that I haven't tossed out a few old ones here and there.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 03:59 PM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 04:04 PM (2da3S)
Must I thump each of you with my strong hind legs?? Forget EEG vs EKG! Forget perfect health vs. physical health! Forget PVS vs. mentally impaired! Forget the stupid dumb-ass flame war, it's a has-been cliche from BBS days-gone-by anyway that went out to the trash with that asinine AOL coaster. Just FOR-FUCKIN'-GET all that and deal with what's important here:
Picture yourself having a nice, liesurely day at the hospice. Then, as your favorite HBO movie comes on and dehydration begins, you start to experience extreme thirst, dry mouth and thick saliva. You become dizzy, faint and unable to stand or sit; you have severe cramping in the arms and legs as the sodium and potassium concentrations in your body goes up as fluids go down. In misery, you try to cry but there are no tears. Next you experience severe abdominal cramps, nausea and dry-heaving as your stomach and intestines dry out.
Your beloved guardian who's shacking up with someone else brings you your favorite stuffed animals (probably soft, fluffy bunnies) and grabs the remote control as the nursing staff consoles you with a nice morphine drip. By now your skin and lips are cracking and your tongue is swollen. Your nose may bleed as the mucous membranes dry out and break down while you enter this new, euphoric state so fondly remembered by former residents of Japanese prisoner-of-war camps and citizens of Somalia and Ethiopia. Your skin loses elasticity, thins and wrinkles. Your hands and feet become cold as the remaining fluids in your circulatory system are shunted to the vital organs in an attempt to stay alive. You stop urinating and have severe headaches as your brain shrinks from lack of fluids.
You become very anxious but then get progressively more lethargic. You will probably have hallucinations and seizures as your body chemistry becomes even more imbalanced. This proceeds to coma before death occurs. The final event as the blood pressure becomes almost undetectable is a major heart arrhythmia that stops your heart from pumping. Nuff said?
Now cut the crap and go sit in the corner until you can figure out how to help change your state laws that allow this shit.
...Just an ordinary RaBBiT.
Posted by: The RaBBiT at March 31, 2005 04:06 PM (cseoU)
This is not to say, of course, that new ones should not be sought out...
Posted by: Andrew at March 31, 2005 04:08 PM (xat8P)
Posted by: Andrew at March 31, 2005 04:16 PM (xat8P)
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 04:17 PM (037AZ)
YOur vitrolic outrage is fine, rabbit, biut some folks can't keep up such an incandescent form of righteous anger.
Maybe you're just blessed.
Why don't you go give Hundred"I'm gonna tell everyone what to do"Percenter a call. He's on your wavelength a bit more than we.
Some human beings need to take a break from things now and again to stay sane.
Sanctimonius ass.
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 04:19 PM (2da3S)
I mean, I can't be the only one blowing off a lot of pent-up rage viciousness, right?
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 04:19 PM (037AZ)
It's "SANCTIMONIOUS."
What, do I need to start wiping all y'all's idiot mouths, next? Christ on a shoestring.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 04:21 PM (037AZ)
(you're right too about the catharsis)
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 04:23 PM (2da3S)
Posted by: hobgoblin at March 31, 2005 04:24 PM (2da3S)
While we are on the subject of feeding tubes I understand that the pope is receiving nutrition through a breathing tube in his nose......if only they could figure out a way to automate the fondling of small boys, he would be all set.......".
WTF is wrong with these people?? Naturally that's merely a rhetorical question which I'm sure no one here can actually answer.
==> Ordinary. RaBBiT.
Posted by: The RaBBiT at March 31, 2005 04:25 PM (cseoU)
As you know, he is often attributed with saying "sometimes a cigar is just a cigar".
In Rabbit's case though, I think he would have made a different statement, something to the effect of:
"Sometimes a carrot is just a carrot. Other times it is symbolic of The RaBBiT's desire to be violated repeatedly by a gang of dildo waving prison queens."
Posted by: Jack M. at March 31, 2005 04:25 PM (1W1ap)
But you stepped into the flame thread, and excuse me but please fuck yourself with a refrigerator.
New, in the box.
People are suffering all over the planet.
Remember 9/11? It was a beautiful crispy blue sky that morning, the kind of day when people were happy to be alive and see it.
I stood outside and looked at the beautiful day and thought, 'Thousands of my countrymen are dying horribly right this second.'
I cried over Terri this morning.
Sincerely, fuck yourself with a razor.
You are the top asshole on a tower of assholes.
Posted by: lauraw at March 31, 2005 04:27 PM (+7VNs)
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 04:27 PM (037AZ)
Wow. I hope you two are done kissing when I get back from buying razors at the supermarket. Hobgoblin's sister's snatch ain't gonna shave itself, you know.
Posted by: Andrew at March 31, 2005 04:29 PM (xat8P)
And as for Sanctimonius ass, anyone can see I am not a sanctimonious ass, I am very clearly and obviously a sanctimonious rabbit.
~ Whoot! ~
Posted by: The RaBBiT at March 31, 2005 04:30 PM (cseoU)
Terri Schiavo is covered in other posts.
I'm sorry, but I've been blogging the hell out of the story for three weeks. She died. It's tragic. But I'm letting off steam at the moment.
I don't know what else there is to say about the case right now that hasn't been said ten thousand times before.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 04:35 PM (Q6+G6)
When I fantasize about prison rape, it usually involves the usual suspects: Heidi Fleiss, Leona Helmsley, Martha Stewart. Occasionally one of the Manson girls, like Sadie Mae Glutz.
I can understand your confusion on this issue, however. Weren't you the one writing Ted Bundy love letters, mailing naked photos to Jeffrey Dahmer, and asking John Wayne Gacy for conjugal visits?
Obviously, our tastes differ here. But then that became apparent when you started quoting Cure songs.
Posted by: Jack M. at March 31, 2005 04:41 PM (1W1ap)
I'm going to take Laura's advice, hop on over to the store, pick up a pack of fresh razor blades and a bottle of Chardonnay, and enjoy my promotion to "top asshole on a tower of assholes" while it lasts.
==> TAOATOA RaBBiT
Posted by: The RaBBiT at March 31, 2005 04:44 PM (cseoU)
I'm going to toddle on off to the porch for a nightcap and a cigarette.
Ta my darlings
Posted by: lauraw at March 31, 2005 04:55 PM (+7VNs)
I didn't know lap-dancing harlots did the cigarette-smoking-through-the-pussy thing after work. I suppose that's a pleasure for you and your audience.
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 05:18 PM (hT8GB)
Hey. How did I get dragged into this?
*sniff* I don't DO flames. As you say Ace, women are not that good at insults, and I can live with that.
I'd MUCH rather be who I am than suffer the affliction the men have here. I mean, it wasn't the women who were asking for Ace's t-shirt size to get bigger...and bigger...and bigger...
A piece of advice, Ace; if you want to make some of that crazy blog money you're constantly simpering about, you should run an ad for Ediets. And then use it.
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 05:18 PM (qF8q3)
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 05:28 PM (hT8GB)
And you really wouldn't like what we'd take for a trophy.
Posted by: Dianna at March 31, 2005 05:40 PM (ql6J6)
I think Jack M's finished with your family now. He's left them at the TinyTown truck stop just off the freeway. They're waitin' for you, just as fresh as when you last saw them. I understand he even went to the trouble to clean them off at the free car wash. And gave them some pocket change for their service.
Now go walk outside your doublewide, take three steps and get those ho's back home. They need some rest. Jack's superhuman stamina wears out even your skanky, inbred family.
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 05:40 PM (hT8GB)
Dianna, I don't think ANYONE likes them, not even intact. Which seems to be a fairly common and unsurprising problem here.
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 05:43 PM (qF8q3)
Posted by: Dianna at March 31, 2005 05:45 PM (ql6J6)
Posted by: Sue Dohnim at March 31, 2005 05:48 PM (tnsUn)
Now that's my kind of talkin'. My guess is you better get out your sharpening stone now and hone that knife of yours. No need for the .45. Ace has ravaged the shit out of your vagina, and you won't recognize it.
Your anger will guide you through the process. Swift and painless. Give him one of his pansy-ass T-shirts and let him stop the bleeding.
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 05:48 PM (hT8GB)
The dicks around here are far past the shriveled stage. They've been jerking off to Dusty so long that there's nothing left but scar tissue.
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 05:51 PM (hT8GB)
Nah, I'm not a sadist.
Posted by: Dianna at March 31, 2005 05:53 PM (ql6J6)
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 05:54 PM (hT8GB)
Whoa, you're able to LOOK? Just the thought brings up bile to my uvula.
Now, let's watch one of these non-dumb MEN mistake that body part for something it's not.
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 05:54 PM (qF8q3)
I leave for an hour, and all of a sudden you hens are in here sitting around all smug, like toddlers gloating over a prize turd.
Posted by: Andrew at March 31, 2005 05:55 PM (xat8P)
They're shrill, emasculating, mateless harpies...but they're harpies with fighting spirit.
I admire their amazonian tendencies. And remember: the amazons were physically deformed man-women who sliced off their own tits to prove their freakishnessness. Their patron goddess? "Diana." YOU FIGURE IT OUT.
Posted by: Jeff B. at March 31, 2005 05:58 PM (037AZ)
But Dianna knows, I'm quite sure. It's that semen-coated part of the back of your throat. harlotw can tell you something about it.
Now, get your homo-ass back to the bathhouse and lubricate that uvula of yours.
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 05:58 PM (hT8GB)
And Jeff, the Amazon women only sliced off ONE breast because it got in the way of their bowstrings. We'll be glad to cut off your "pair" but I'd be afraid of hitting Ace's nose.
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 06:03 PM (qF8q3)
Then he gets turned into a deer when I tire of him, and the dogs are turned loose on him.
You figure it out.
Posted by: Dianna at March 31, 2005 06:06 PM (ql6J6)
By the way, I am assuming you're male. Technically, anyway.
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 06:07 PM (qF8q3)
Posted by: Andrew at March 31, 2005 06:07 PM (xat8P)
Oh Yeah? Well, YOU drink ZIMA and listen to Madonna!
Ha ha ha! Take THAT!
Zima zucks.
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 06:11 PM (qF8q3)
Think, feral toddlers ravaging your two-inch coctail weeny.
Get your pansy ass back to your momma's teet and start suckin'. It's been three hours since your last feeding. Your mom's been pissed at you about your colic, but we've tried to tell her that it'll go away when you reach 5 months.
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 06:12 PM (hT8GB)
And, sorry about all the barf on the floor. Just mop it up and save it for your mom's breakfast.
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 06:13 PM (qF8q3)
Monotonous and lame, huh. I suppose your endings of every one of your shitty posts is of limitless variety.
"Later,
bbeck"
I don't carry a purse, you sorry soul, just a holster. It's got Pandrews' severed penis in it.
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 06:20 PM (hT8GB)
It's called a "signature," Lameygal, which is found at the bottom of letters from friends...and which is why you wouldn't recognize it.
It's got Pandrews' severed penis in it.
You must be saving it because your vibrator's out of batteries.
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 06:28 PM (qF8q3)
Regarding my severed penis...do what you will. I cloned a newer, better penis, one with drink holders and a built-in iPod. Tremble in awe...
Posted by: Andrew at March 31, 2005 06:28 PM (xat8P)
Oh no sister, you DIDN'T just go THERE. Oh TELL ME you just DIDN'T go THERE.
Standin' there with your flat shoes and flat ass tellin' ME that I LISTEN to that FAKE JEW WHORE?
You can take your Maybe It's Maybellene And Lee Press-On Nail ass back to the street corner before Cedarford comes around for his money.
Posted by: Sue Dohnim at March 31, 2005 06:31 PM (tnsUn)
But I do understand that those battery acid burns on your groin are from the leaking batteries that you couldn't figure out needed changing on your no-longer-functioning vibrator.
Your two-vold brain short circuited way before the batteries wend dead.
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 06:33 PM (hT8GB)
Exactly. Cedarford's been paying that whitebread bitch for years. But go easy on the ho. Cedarford loves the Maybe It's Maybellene and Lee Press-On Nails.
And last night was the streetcorner for the bitch. Tonight's the pay-by-the-hour ho-tel.
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 06:37 PM (hT8GB)
Well, admittedly, Andrew, I was far more grossed out by Lameygal's hairy back fat than yours.
"...built-in iPod.."
Oh, so THAT'S what that noise was. I just thought it was Lamey's thing to launch into Wild Cherry's one hit during her climaxes...
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 06:38 PM (qF8q3)
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 06:40 PM (qF8q3)
After your liposuction, breast augmentation surgury, spider vein removal and Botox treatment, you still look...ugly as ever.
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 06:43 PM (hT8GB)
It's Madonna. She's waiting for you to serve her bagels and massage her feet. That near-trip to the Wailing Wall made them just ACHE.
And make DARN sure you call her Esther.
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 06:44 PM (qF8q3)
How come whenever you ladies fart I can tell whether Vince Neill ate asparagus today?
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 06:45 PM (Q6+G6)
I hear that's what Cedarford says to your sorry ass every night after he's finished with you and paid the tab.
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 06:46 PM (hT8GB)
Posted by: Andrew at March 31, 2005 06:47 PM (xat8P)
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 06:48 PM (qF8q3)
Because I eat my vegetables and smell is the sense most closely associated with MEMORY, Ace.
Incidentally, you would know that science fact if you weren't so dumb.
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 06:51 PM (qF8q3)
I'm not surprised you would hear that and countless other things from all those voices in your head. They'd go away if you just admitted how badly you wanted Cedarford. But I can understand how tough THAT would be. Probably better to live with the voices.
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 06:56 PM (qF8q3)
But I don't have Cedarford's number!
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 06:59 PM (qF8q3)
By the way, Vagina Monologue bitchbecky, Satyr also means: a man with strong sexual desires. Which I suppose is a rather tenuous definition of your John, Cedarford.
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 07:00 PM (hT8GB)
I only say this because, while I can live with someone not thinking a joke is funny, I wouldn't want anyone to think I'm so dumb that I'd rip off something that came two posts before and hope nobody noticed.
Go to hell, I did unspeakable things to your moms, you all listen to the Scissor Sisters and drink Fresca, etc., etc...
Posted by: Andrew at March 31, 2005 07:08 PM (xat8P)
No need to show off your best and only skill, Lamey. It's just faster to use CAPS for emphasis. At least, it is when you're using fingers, but maybe with your hooves it's not.
Satyr also means: a man with strong sexual desires.
Yeah I know, but in the given context, I correctly assumed the OTHER meaning of the word.
Which I suppose is a rather tenuous definition of your John, Cedarford.
You're just drooling with jealousy at the thought, aren't you?
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 07:10 PM (qF8q3)
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 07:13 PM (qF8q3)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 07:14 PM (Q6+G6)
bbeck triumphed with "I am drooling with jealousy" at the thought of having Cedarford.
That was low, too low.
UNCLE!
Posted by: ZanyGal at March 31, 2005 07:19 PM (hT8GB)
You kept me hopping, Zany.
Hmmm, strangely enough, this isn't the first time I've been at the end of a flame thread.
Let us all go figure.
Later,
bbeck
Posted by: bbeck at March 31, 2005 07:22 PM (qF8q3)
It's not like I'm paying for bandwidth.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 07:27 PM (Q6+G6)
I just checked in before I went to bed. If it's possible, I think this thread might be a worthwhile exercise for, well, the next three years.
Just kinda keep it going, like chain mail for the short bus crowd. Put a link on the sidebar-- "Call people, and that includes Jack M. too, deviant chunder-chewing fucktards."
This way, whenever anybody feels like it, they can just hop in the thread, relax, and start speaking truth to power about how much you love taking beagle knots up your P-town tunnel.
That, and-- let's be honest-- this thread is the only fucking thing on your ossified site that's making anyone laugh anymore.
Cheers,
Dave at Garfield Ridge
Posted by: Dave at Garfield Ridge at March 31, 2005 07:28 PM (mrpxK)
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 07:28 PM (Q6+G6)
Well, that and your innovative, whip-smart small-dick jokes.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 07:30 PM (Q6+G6)
It was a lot of fun tonight, good to get this all out of the system with a crowd entirely in the spirit of things (except for doofus Rabbit, who can type but can't read).
You and your readers-- you fuckers are alright.
Cheers,
Dave at Garfield Ridge
Posted by: Dave at Garfield Ridge at March 31, 2005 07:31 PM (mrpxK)
Not from where I was standing. That was TOO close.
Seriously though (and after this I'm done. Totally.), shut it down and do it again sometime. Give folks something extra to look forward to. The idea would get old if it were an ongoing thing.
Posted by: Andrew at March 31, 2005 07:41 PM (xat8P)
I can only declare--
THREAD ENDED. FLAME WAR SUSPENDED.
We'll see if that holds up.
Let no man, skank, or JeffB. break this peace.
Or something. I'm tired and knocking off.
I'm actually pretty happy that everyone seemed to take everything in the right spirit. I did fear that maybe it would get a little mean and nasty.
Posted by: ace at March 31, 2005 07:51 PM (Q6+G6)
YES SIR I CONSIDER MYSELF PROFOUNDLY BLESSED THANK YOU SIR FOR CONDESCENDING TO REPLY TO ME.
Also, thank you for explaining my own reaction to me, because I don't understand the nuances of my own thought processes until I have them filtered back to me through the anti-establishment bias of some liberal arts film fucko who thinks it's edgy to criticize big business and quote cop killers. Jesus, could you be more arrogant? Almost every one of these topics you've started is prefaced with something like "please try to think about this objectively" or "set aside your preconceptions and really consider this for a change;" the tacit assumption being that none of us are really giving critical thought to the issue unless we're seeing things the same way you and your hippie idols do. Like your logic is so PRISTINE and UNASSAILABLE that all you have to do is borrow a quotation from one of your third rate sociali*t lice farms, present it to us with a sage wink and nod, advise us all to think long and hard and then prance off to FAIRYLAND to bask in self-contentment while the INEVITABLE TRUTH penetrates our THICK, WAGE-SLAVE SKULLS.
Okay, here goes, I'm thinking critically about what you posted:
You're an idiot.
BLUH FLUH CORPORATIONS ARE EVIL DURR FLURR RACIST IMPERIALIST HEGEMONY AND OTHER SOCIALI*T CATCHPHRASES. IN RELATED NEWS: DIALECTICAL MATERIALISM AND SALTY HOT HORSE COCKS
Does that pretty much sum it up? The world as we know it is just the superstructure that has been pulled over our eyes to keep us from discovering the truth of the base OMG THE MATRIX IS REAL!!!@ You're regurgitating the same pinko propaganda circulating every liberal college campus across North America, and it's not revolutionary, it's common and shopworn: big business bad, redistribution of wealth good, MASSIVE MEAT PISTON IN MY TAN ONE CYLINDER OH SO VERY MUCH BETTER. There's a reason we're not falling at your feet for descending from your blue-veined ivory tower and distributing these pearl necklaces of wisdom, and it isn't because we're BLIND CAPITALIST SHEEP tranquilized by our televisions. It's because we've painstakingly analyzed your arguments and decided, independent of any brainwashing by THE MAN, that you're completely goofy. We did this back when the arguments were new, and being expounded by their original authors. If you're going to jerk off in our faces, you could at least have the courtesy to use your own fucking dick.
I got the mock advertisement, okay? I didn't need empty generalizations like "slick oil-crats" to clarify, it was fucking crystalline the first time. Here is what it was not:
A) Funny.
B) Insightful.
C) Heterosexual.
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I must've misunderstood the part about Uncle Sam being a drug addict and America bringing the 9-11 attacks on itself, then. That was actually quite complimentary of the United States, was it? TIP: expressions of sympathy over the attacks and love for the nation will be a lot more convincing if you're not simultaneously saying BY GOD WE FUCKING DESERVED IT and posting a slew of largely irrelevant pseudofacts that purport to prove why.
I perceive you're shitting on the country BECAUSE YOU ARE. Constantly. In every one of these posts. The real America, anyways; I can't speak with any authority about the idealized Platonic form of America you've distilled from 19th century poetry and your Rage Against The Machine albums.
See also: the part where you compare America to Nazi Germany in its treatment of drug addicts; or rather, the part where you paraphrase Allen Ginsburg's comparison, because again, you don't seem to have an original thought in your head. And speaking of whom, this is where you're getting your ideological ammunition? A pot addled cock smoker who scraped together just enough presence of mind to immortalize his paranoid acid fugues in free verse? Great. I'm bowled RIGHT THE FUCK over. Do you have any conception of how insulting it is to anyone who survived the holocaust, not to mention the memories of the dead, to compare the jailing of drug addicts to an attempted genocide which claimed six million lives? You child. You absolute infant. You're calling your mom Hitler because she won't let you borrow the family car.
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In the last couple of threads you've mostly ignored the irrefutable points he's made against you in favor of latching on to the least salient aspect of his argument and hammering it into the ground. Eagerly awaiting more of the same.
(sociali*t = the thing that's close to communism. Ace's filter is fucking retarded.)
Posted by: at March 31, 2005 08:21 PM (6GlEz)
Posted by: Megan at March 31, 2005 08:24 PM (6GlEz)
Posted by: Andrea Harris at April 01, 2005 02:24 AM (0XThq)
Posted by: Megan at April 01, 2005 05:34 AM (6GlEz)
Posted by: fat kid at April 01, 2005 06:49 AM (yHxMk)
Posted by: ace at April 01, 2005 07:02 AM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: ace at April 01, 2005 07:12 AM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: lauraw at April 01, 2005 10:51 AM (ctQl4)
I guess now that you've gargled, douched and given yourself an enima with Liquid Drain-O, your pipes are cleaned. Not.
I'm a full grown woman, and live quite nicely, and am not some outcast, homeless girl on the streets. The guttersnipe would appear to be you, whore-a.
And I've got plenty of money, thank you very much, and don't earn it buy giving lapdances to KOS trolls.
You want back in, then take a shot. I'm here waitin'.
Posted by: ZanyGal at April 01, 2005 12:41 PM (hT8GB)
Meh. This was obviously an insults thread, not a flames thread. I'll just go sit in a corner over there.
Posted by: at April 01, 2005 01:12 PM (6GlEz)
Isn't it sad that some condescending harlot questions your motives instead of engaging you?
Perhaps the little coherent whore will lecture you some more.
Posted by: ZanyGal at April 01, 2005 01:51 PM (hT8GB)
Now outten Sie mach schnell or I'll chase you out of here with my dorkbat.
Posted by: ace at April 01, 2005 01:59 PM (Q6+G6)
Then again, who cares?
Posted by: Megan at April 01, 2005 02:29 PM (6GlEz)
Yes, though I did not hear anything worth listening to, I did have the misfortune of smelling something that's supposed to smell rather like..freshly mown grass or somehting, but it didn't. I don't know what it smells like, but I think the dorkbat ejaculated, and I definately don't like the funk.
Somebody cares, right? Perhaps the poor little lapdog can put his cocktail weenie back in his pants and go back to staring at Dusty. Maybe Dusty cares.
Posted by: ZanyGal at April 01, 2005 02:46 PM (hT8GB)
Posted by: Andrew at April 02, 2005 05:46 AM (xat8P)
Posted by: Dave in Texas at April 02, 2005 08:52 AM (F8frw)
But not a slam.
Just bragadoccio and bullshit.
Posted by: ace at April 02, 2005 09:01 AM (Q6+G6)
Posted by: lauraw at January 25, 2009 05:52 AM (DbybK)
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