Why Sciforums Should Not Be Destroyed: A Fond look at Chodes

tick, tock...

and otherwise a big fat "no".

first of all, i'm 43, and that pic was taken about 3 years ago. there's nothing sour here except for your grapes dear.

and secondly, it's not my intent to destroy or hurt anyone, even you. honestly, i'd never do what you do to people. i have no desire to. you're like satan you know?

 

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She's baaaaaaaa'aaaaack!

~String

 

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Hmm...
you mean that Christian faggotry of a failed angel dying to be like your god?

Wouldn't that ...be you?
Anyway, I'm beyond your religion.

That's so Kesha.

And I'm not.

By far.


Checkmate.

Edit:


(by the by, you little genius:

People like you are forever destroying others with what they never intend.

If your child were a homosexual or-- heaven forfend--an atheist, you'd kill him a little more each day with the chill of your Arctic shoulder. I don't see you treating him any better than you do fellow members around here.

And if I were your daughter..........)

 

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I'm offended.

~String

 

You can always flagellate me with an infraction.

Didn't you hear? I'm 'Satan' -- BOOO---and all 'satanists' love the abuse, but not without chrome studs and leather.

*whip*

 

Satan doesn't exist. If she did, though, you'd definitely be her.

As to the "infraction", no. I would rather annoy you in other ways.

~String

 

oh no you're not. you're the wannabe accuser. and while your role may have a twisted purpose, i don't think you'll be ok with the outcome.

poor taste in music as well huh? not surprised.

i hardly see this as a checkmate. the only thing immaturity has to gain is maturity and sadly enough, some people don't ever get it.

my arctic shoulder? wtf are you talking about? my hypothetical child? i killed the only child i ever conceived a long time ago. if you were my child, you would have been dead for a while now. and my arctic shoulder back then wasn't a little more each day, it was one big swoop with a big sharp knife, accomplished in an afternoon, for approximately $300. call me practical.

and i've learned a lot since then. learned how to love people, and myself. it kills me that you want to talk about shoulders, with the insurmountable chip on yours.

 

Yet, Drendanken's Gendanken compiled a beautifully crafted yarn about Sciforums far more elaborate and coherent than your simple mouse.

Hence, I'm assuming, you wouldn't want to have anyone banned from here, right? However, it'd be a totally different ball game to watch people ban themselves. So, in a way, Sciforums' stringent policy of morals excludes an independence of being and self-discipline.

 

I don't want to come between all this encomium. . . but.

Oh, hell. Yes I do.

~String

 

elaborate, in most cases, does not reflect coherence. and when it doesn't, it reflects the ramblings of a masturbating egotist.

the pictorial was precise and to the point...

gendanken: "sciforums, you're endearing in a pathetic way. that's why i'm here."

sciforums: "you're banned."

it's funny!

 

HA.

Of course not.

That's the point.

Even Lori here, with her ambergris in a yellow thong up there, a bigot with the added offense of being a woman (shudder), serves a purpose.

Imagine the world without her. Imagine this forum without her-- and I'm not being facetious here: the religion forum would be dead without the millions like her.

One day, www.Gendanken.com, will be up and fully running. The only thing I would ban is spam.

Now, imagine the world without junk mail--its a nameless, faceless, non-dimensional entity for which the world would be no different if its duplicitous 'final notice' pitching for your last dollar didn't exist.

Lori, I shudder to admit, is much more than this and, therefore, more valuable.

More or less.

It leads to an incoherence resembling Lory's psychology-- its a system perpetuating its existence on absolutes it absolutely violates consistently.

This is the only thing a system-- humans being one-- performs consistently: its inconsistency.

I suppose one could say the same thing about my absolute claims of only banning spam, but its much easier to decide what's spam and whats not than it is to decide between egos.

 

Oh no we're NOT going to get crushed under some IQ thread.

SO.

Lori, say something female or tell us about your *snort* abortion.

 

Gendanken,

Let me chode you a question.
If I chode you for failing to recognize that sunburn is red and not pasty would you then admit that my choad surpasses yours in sheer caucasian magnificence?

"Chode" is the past tense of "chide." The taint is referred to as a "choad."

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/choad
http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/chode

You whore.
How long have those adaptive protocols been commencing?
Takes a long time to adapt into a choad, eh?
Hmm.
I bet you that the choad is a spandrel.
What do you think?
Exaptation all the way.


Lori,

Derp.
Just know that you don't really get what is going on around you most of the time. It's ok though, someone will always bet there to watch out for your special needs. America is wonderful for you.

 

She'll be talking about a blood clot next.

 

gendanken,

why are you snorting?

 

invert,

you're a blood clot, in gendanken's maxi pad.

 

It's a matter of personal opinion whether or not you found Gendanken's fable "coherent" or not. I did. And what's more, I reacted—I laughed, questioned, considered, sighed. But with your attitude in mind then, art is nothing more than a self-induced climax? Close, I guess.

 

Oooh.

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(For those who don't see things very deeply, I'm not really complimenting Lori on her insult. It was actually quite inane but also to be expected.)

 

Ripley,

Of course.
She calls all of this "mental masturbation."
Thoughts, apparently, should be kept simple and clean.
Like a mouse saying "Fuck you" to Trent Reznor.
They don't necessarily need to actually apply to any given situation, however.

 

art is an expression. what is expressed depends upon the artist, and what is appreciated depends upon the connoisseur.