I got "slapped" on one by a group of members merely for mentioning that I scratched my nuts with a salad fork. Unfortunately, I haven't been schooled on the correct positioning of silverware. Yeah. That musta' been why.
I think my thumbs down stalker has written programing code to automate their passion to follow me around. Others that are asses about anything i say are convinced their opinion is accurate......and no retort or ignoring them on my part penetrates the region in their brain called "reasoning".
One day I was riding my trusted steed across the great plains of Random Thoughts when I spotted a stupid, fowl post up on the horizon. I clipped my heels into the firm belly of my steed and bellowed a "Heya!" causing the great beast to change it's pace to a swift gallop. As I approached the post I could clearly see the mark of sheer stupidity and that the razor sharp words had drawn blood and cut some members deep leaving wounds that stung like acid. I stopped my horse right atop the moronic words and I cried, "Who art stupid and cold enough in this fair eclectic land to leave such an eligible smear as this across her bosom? I challenge the hand behind this filth to a duel at dawn!" My horse danced across the words making them nothing but broken symbols so they'd never hurt anyone again. For three nights I waited in the barron wastelands that are Random Thoughts. The haunted howling of posts and posters gone by screamed and moaned from the opinionated woods to my backside. On the morn of the third day I spotted a small figured approaching slowly from the direction of The Whiner's forum. 'Of course!' I thought to myself. 'Why hadn't I thought to look there in the first place?' The truth was, I had no desire to enter the endless bowels of that land. The figure approached and I could make out small details of the beseecher. They had hair shaved close to the head, an Apple iphone, and a copy of Catcher in the Rye in one hand. I cringed at the sight. I knew this battle would not last long. I mounted my horse and with an explosion of steam from its nostrils it took off like a freight train. "You there!" I cried, "What is your name?" But before I knew what was happening the poster threw down his phone and book and took out a copy of On The Road by Jack Kerouac and started reading. Dirty trick! Psychological warfare! My horse suddenly bucked me off and took off at a break neck speed into the mornng horizon. Cowardly animal! As I gathered myself on the ground the poster continued to read. It took everything in my power, every ounce of enegry I could muster to not fall asleep, but the book was having a profoundly somnambulistic effect on me. I stood as the poster continued to read.. Quicky I drew my rapier from my belt and swung it wildly forward toward the offender. To my great advantage I slashed the book out of his hand and it landed on the ground in a heaping pile of horse droppings my steed had left behind where it belongs. Empty handed now the poster began to speak the words beneath our feet. "Stop devil!" I cried. "You shall post no more!" And as I charged forward the poster out of desparation began to lecture me on peace and forgiveness according to Budda. But I pressed on! Unintimidated by the rhetoric! I plunged my sword deep into the posters abdomen and like that, it was over. As the life slipped out of him his bowels released and I heard the words of so many posters before him. Alas, Hipforums was safe again.
I gotta go look for the green one now .. Can't find the green one, but I did find a white one. Not gonna post it though cuz this one was bad enough (these things are friggen huge, jeez).
I cant give you another aswell but have one in spirit from me for that :2thumbsup: cos its fukin epic bullshit
You never use the salad fork on yer nuts, you use the serving spoon! Manners! It's all about manners,,,
My posts are usually filled with wisdom and truth, so I mainly get thumbed up. Watch this post if you don't believe me.
hahahha, I wouldn't say that but I would say you're WAY more hip than I'll ever be. hahahaha. and what green thumbs may come, I know just what they mean hahahha
Thanks, I do my best to be the hippest person around here and I have to say that I am doing a pretty damn great job. :2thumbsup:
You are, I even said so myself. I was born with a dislocated hip (true story) so I'll always limp. It's alright though.