You are all Jesters for not using the Idiot

[Warspite]

Yes... I waste bandwidth... what's it to ya, bub?

[Dranul]

Well, waste it in a productive way. Like naming a winner for that Caption This thread. Inquiring minds want to know!

[Rijak]

Originally posted by Warspite
Contest will end when everyone is fed up.. or by the end of August.
;)

[Dranul]

Originally posted by Rijak+Sep 2 2005, 02:25 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (Rijak @ Sep 2 2005, 02:25 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-Warspite
Contest will end when everyone is fed up.. or by the end of August.
;) [/b][/quote]
It's September 2nd! Totally the end of August! Just because I can't wait a few days doesn't mean I'm impatient.

[Felicite]

Wow.. it's times like this I am really glad Warspite and I are not the same person.

*hands out torches and pitchforks*

[Warspite]

Yes... Felicite is the Marsha to my Jan.


"It's always Marsha! Marsha! Marsha!"

[Felicite]

I could provide logs of the many talks I have with her. But you will think I am just imagining them. So, I will quote some random lyrics the late great Frank Zappa (one of my "imaginary friend"s favorites) to prove my dementia:

Originally posted by Central Scrutinizer+--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (Central Scrutinizer)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'>This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER . . . Joe has just worked himself into an imaginary frenzy during the fade-out of his imaginary song . . . He begins to feel depressed now. He knows the end is near. He has realized at last that imaginary guitar notes and imaginary vocals exist only in the imagination of The Imaginer . . . and . . . ultimately, who gives a fuck anyway? . . . So . . . So . . . Excuse me . . . Ha ha ha! Mm-mh . . . So . . . Ha ha ha . . . Ha ha ha! Who gives a fuck anyway? So he goes back to his ugly little room and quietly dreams his last imaginary guitar solo . . .[/b]
Mmmmm.. or more in line with "me":

Originally posted by Mary+--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (Mary)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'>I'm into leather . . . [/b]
Originally posted by Larry
A lot of the boys in the crew
Love leather . . .
<!--QuoteBegin-Mary@
And rubber . . .[/quote]
<!--QuoteBegin-Larry
Yeah, they like rubber too . . . shrink-tubing
With a hair dryer . . . [/quote]
See.. we are entirely different.. entirely.

[Warspite]

Okay... the winner of the contest has been posted.

But right now, I have a truckload of stringbeans to deliver to Utah...

[Xelgadis]

Nah, we don't use idiots... We waste 31 pages (default post/page view) of our lives trying to assist someone, who refuses to listen, in pulling their head out of their ass. Once the first phase fails, multiple times, we tattoo 'Assclown' on their forehead and proceed to make fun of them.

[Jebasiz]

So true it's almost scary(and yes we like scary).

[Azrioth]

We waste 31 pages (default post/page view) of our lives trying to assist someone, who refuses to listen, in pulling their head out of their ass. Once the first phase fails, multiple times, we tattoo 'Assclown' on their forehead and proceed to make fun of them.

:lol: So true!

(default post/page view)

made me laugh irl

[Schaeffer]

Originally posted by Felicite@Sep 2 2005, 01:35 PM
I could provide logs of the many talks I have with her. But you will think I am just imagining them.
The film "Identity" comes to mind...

[richardrahll]

Originally posted by Xelgadis@Sep 2 2005, 09:10 PM
Nah, we don't use idiots... We waste 31 pages (default post/page view) of our lives trying to assist someone, who refuses to listen, in pulling their head out of their ass. Once the first phase fails, multiple times, we tattoo 'Assclown' on their forehead and proceed to make fun of them.
Sometimes the head is just too well imbedded:
http://picture.funnyjunk.com/pics/0363.jpg

[Xelgadis]

That's why I equate "thinking outside the box" to pulling one's head out of their ass.