So, Irony pastes a link to me yesterday and much like cheez whiz, it has distracted me all night. It featured items guaranteed to make God angry, like crucified Christ chocolates. On A STICK! Yes, I KNOW it isn't Jesus Yes, I KNOW it's just chocolate. And as my friend pointed out, I'm a vegetarian, but I can bite a chocolate bunny's head off. I just couldn't eat it. I feel the black caul of sin just trying to mentally gently nibble savior toes.
Anyway, when I got to "dog nativity," I just came undone. There is a puppy in the manger. A puppy. In the manger. It's worse than black velvet last supper. I want to avert my eyes.
But given mine, Irony's, and Ockham's distaste of kitter, (You know the type...instead of saying hello, they mew at you and expect you to respond as though that's normal while you quietly search your memory for the locations of trashbags, a stone, and a map to the nearest body of water.) I got to thinking (never good)...if there is a DOG nativity, surely there's...*Googles*...yep, there is. Cat nativity.
Don't click. Surely you have better things to do.
But it's the caroling kitties that finally did me in. Even the name, "caroling kitties," makes the hairs on my neck stand up. It is much the same kind of disturbing dread that bunnies now incite in me since Irony did her magic, forever imprinting upon me on a bunny with a rainbow anal fissure. Not quite as bad as clockwork taxidermy rodents, but up there.
And Lo! When the North Star shines bright, the Three Wise Cats shall come, bearing gifts of fur, mice, and catnip, for the young Baby Kitty Jesus.
That is so wrong, so so wrong. And Ockham, you are wronger!
THANK YOU ALL!
I have found ALL of the most PERFECT gifts for the zealots in my family!
You guys ROCK!
Cheese from a can. It's the perfect procrastination food. It's the sort of food I would never eat unless the bomb had dropped and radiation poisoning were imminent or I had a big project due the next day. Suddenly, everything is interesting except what I should be doing.
I just made a smiley face in aerosol cheese on a wheat thin - no small task because wheat thins are tiny. I may run to Wal Mart, stock up and go grafitti something with spray cheese.
Why do we always hear about whipped cream sex? Why never Cheez Whiz sex?
I've read the can and it says, "Pasteurized Cheese Snack" and the more worrisome, "no need to refrigerate."
Stop reading this and kick my butt and tell me to put down the happy cheese and finish my work. What's wrong with you letting me screw around like this? I'm going to sneak in while you're sleeping and draw a cheez mustache on you!
I want to collect the whole series.
~falls over laffin~ Jo you are a rock of wisdom and fun.
Reading this thing should, somehow, be mandatory.
Oh, and yay for particle physics, by the way.
Fertile ground for George! Mr. Carlin would be proud to add the warmth and sugar to your yeast and dough.
(Credited to George:) New Rule;" No more gift registries. You know, it used to be just for weddings. Now it's for babies and new homes and graduations from rehab. Picking out the stuff you want and having other people buy it for you isn't gift giving, it's the white people version of looting."
Mmm I remember days when tantrums got you a sore ass and crying for no reason earned you a sore ass to give you something to cry for. All in all, I think I worked out pretty well and I still can't get around the impoliteness of the new generation:(
This has troubled me all night and into today. I have put a lot of thought into how I want to respond. I'll outline my quandary: a VR member, whom I respect greatly, considered my last entry in this section to have been a slam to pregnant teens. I considered removing the entry. I considered making the entry private. But after reading it again several times and searching my own heart, I have chosen to leave it up.
I love people. That's the short story. There isn't a single person that I can name that I hate, and there is only one person I can even call up online that I actively dislike (and the subject of last entry isn't that person.) What I dislike, and sometimes hate are behaviors, bad decisions. We ALL are guilty there, most notably myself. I'm above nobody.
My intent in the last post was to highlight to this person her own bad behavior. She went out of her way to stir up a ton of trouble for someone and then, when called on it, continued to try to escalate the trouble or avoid taking responsibility.
I did not seek her out. I did not message her. I commented on the same journal she did, and she escalated her terrible choices again, messaging me and calling me her favorite words, "fucking whore." I pointed out some things that I still find valid and good advice peppered with a little humor.
On this point, I want to be crystal clear. I did not call her nasty because she is pregnant. I called her nasty for her behavior and the way she conducts herself. In mentioning her pregnancy, I pointed out situational irony. The very term, "fucking whore" in her case is funny for several reasons. I'll point them out:
1. Calling someone a whore suggests that you consider yourself morally superior in some way. It is a term best associated with prudish people pointing a finger while holding their own skeleton-filled closet door tightly shut to scrutiny.
2. Using "fucking" as a modifier to a term steeped in moral superiority makes your judgment sound ridiculous.
3. Her own situation does not lend itself to decrying other people's morality. (In fact, whose does?)
All in all, I simply meant to showcase a poorly behaved brattish person. My worst comment to her was, "nasty." I don't find it to be a particularly condemning word, more a measure of distaste, and as it stands, I'd have to say that I still feel that way about her. I find her personally distasteful. But I don't throw around words like "whore" or "skank" because I find that they are used when you don't really have anything valuable to say.
And, not that I feel a need to justify myself, because I think I made all the points I hoped to make, but I work with the population of single pregnant women every day. Many are teens and runaways who have a tight grip on my heart.
But there are some I don't care for very much as individuals, not because they are in a difficult situation or that they may have been promiscuous, but because some people aren't very likable. They expect to be sour, difficult, and dishonest and still be treated like a princess. So, what do you do? You love anyway and you always tell the truth, even when it isn't what they want to hear.
I only know how to be myself. I try to be myself with a dash of humor whenever I can, but I don't like everybody, not even if they are all bunny rabbits and rainbows coming out their butts, and especially not if they are vulgar, inciteful, and dishonest.
I wouldn't have thought you meant that for a moment. Well written explanation of your feelings on the subject though. I hope that clears things up for you:)
You are awesome, and people taking offense over something written in someone else's journal can, and I mean this in the kindest possible way, drive off a cliff while choking on a cock, into a sea filled with idiot-eating sharks. :)
Well, as I stated to the girl, this is a public arena. I am as subject to opinion as everyone else and I recognize that.
I'm posting this for no other reason than for my avator to be on show as an acknowledgement of support for your comment.
Your avatar in support always makes my day, Bloodlife. Thank you.
We've all made statements and decisions which others disagree with, which is fine, but they are ours and shouldn't be misrepresented in order for those others to take a fallacious moral high ground.
We are who we are and if people don't like that, can't accept it, or outright reject it, then it is their issue to deal with.
I think you are among the most generous and wonderfully kind souls alive (even despite your political views), and am entirely humile when in your company.
I feel like a dirty nasty fucking whore...:(
Jo, fuck em, just fuck em. Push them into a deep hole and toss in some landfill dirt. Of course that is out of the Book of Randy so must be taken with a grain of pepper. Oh and you're a meanie with no heart...ahhh, yeah. THat is why you give so much time to the needy people and weep at the situation they have either got themselves into or life has handed them. That sure sounds like the definition of a mean person who is out to get someone...
This situation would be laughable if not for its tragic symphony of stupid displayed by a child who should listen to her betters. Another chapter out of my book :)
This entry was not to STICK IT to a person who misunderstood my intentions. It was to insure that I was clear in what I was trying to communicate. I wrote it for me.
As I stated in the first paragraph, I respect the person who saw what they did. That is a present-tense verb because the person is still respected. I love your comments and know you're lifting me up, but I really just want to know that you understand the meaning I intended to convey.
Well, she's expanded her Tard Bombs out to include me. For those of you who do not know this charming young lady, please check out Ockham's journal.
The short version: She messaged him because she thought his profile was rude (it is) and threatened him with getting her "top people" to remove him from the site. He has a paid account for the privilege of being here, supporting VR financially. She invited herself to be the subject of his rapier wit, but then decided to cry about how mean everyone is in response to her vulgar and illiterate posturing.
Now, onto the fun! Here is the message I found this evening. I have never messaged her nor posted anything in my journal about her before, but by her request, may I present the lovely lady herself, uncut for your reading pleasure.
*Disclaimer: I have not bothered with pointing out her atrocious grammar because she is already enrolled in Ockham's generous volunteer tutoring program for the stubbornly illiterate.*
On 15:49:37 Feb 19 2008 (-6 GMT) tashadoyle wrote:
Look if you wish to call me nasty dont say it behind my fucking back. Say it to my face because honestly i am not scared of any of you morons. Go ahead post this i hope to see it soon fucking whore
My response to you, tasha
1. You don't need to be afraid of us because we don't offer any threat to you. What we do is shine the light back at you and you don't like it.
2. Please try to remember that you are the one who called attention to yourself by messaging a member whose profile you didn't like and threatening him, getting yourself suspended in the process. Upon returning from suspension, you dive right back in and invite further scrutiny by messaging and posting the same "bull shit crap."
3. I didn't say it behind your back; I posted it as a comment in a public journal that I know you read, but I have no problem saying it to you. I think you are nasty.
4. I have never called you a name, (technically "nasty" is just a modifier) but you sling "whore" at me. By your own journal posts and profile, you are knocked-up at 18 with an internet boyfriend you unleash to take up the battles you start but are unequipped to finish. You are old enough to behave better.
5. You enjoy pointing your nasty little finger at others, but don't like it coming back to you. Find the block button, grow up and learn to hush.
6. Thank you for your permission to post your unsolicited message to me. I think that's a brilliant idea and since you are looking forward to it; I offer it as a gift to you and your adoring fans.
I had never heard of her name before this fiasco with Ockham's journal... so I seriously doubt the girl has any clout with 'top people'.
No no no, her cousin probably got on her account and sent you that message.
Damn that trailer must get crowded...
Omg, Morrigon! You're undoubtedly right. I forgot about that little bastard. She's the victim here. Thanks for the reminder :)
Some people's kids..
Ockham's comment touched me so much I shed, one glistening tear.
You are a horrible woman, Liebe. You keep that up and I'll have Irony make you a Gothic Cheese judge!
My heart, it pounds, with..
Is it grief? No, I think not,
This must be pity.
Pity from you hmm?
That is unheard of I think.
Hell freezing over?
For the record, I meant pity as in the scornful pity one might afford to a sub-human troglodyte, not as in the merciful pity one might show towards someone who has unjustly suffered.
This person is not only a moron but rather silly.
She's a little ray of sunshine isn't she? Her parents must be so proud...
My pitty wells
in storms of fear
Nope, that's just my pizza and beer.
In response to this image being used as a stamp and the observation by all that there is indeed fur, I made my first-ever stamp. I believe we all know what is forever in darkness...that poor beaver!
From the hazy eyed expression on her face, I think she isn't altogether uncomfortable with the positioning of said beaver:D
Poor lil guy :(
I mourn for this poor, poor beaver.
Yes...Yes I had to make note of that little detail...It's just...I...*cries*
Journals rarely get suspended, but I have had to suspend TWO tonight. Please think through threats and racial slurs. Read the Terms of Service. Get a grip.
We call this board VBQXOOOOW. Stabb says it's what I left him to work with. Like he hasn't contributed half those Os AND the Q! We knew you'd be all proud.
This what is know as the 'tie you down prior to raping your ass in a wordsmithing meta type manner' game.
*sniffs* The little ones, they grow up so fast. It seems like only yesterday, you were carefree and happy, and now you've turned into full-fledged Scrabble Assholes :)
Well, in my defence, she taught me everything I know about this game...
Does this mean that you are our scrabble 'grandchild'? :D
I've often been asked if I believe in reincarnation. I just never have had any proof that supports it. Until now. I may finally have become a believer. It seems apparent to me that little Adolf here is definitely on his second go-round.
WARNING! LOUD and offensive. (You won't be able to look away...train wreck comin' your way.)
Actually I imagine many of the people here get just as worked up over the "dramas" here.
.......... : watches the start of it again: ....... yeah... I can see this in alot of places actualy. Oi.
Yeesh, I'm embarrassed for him. Is there any rehabilitating that?
...and you guys can see a problem??!!!!lol
oOo.. Somebody hasn't been taking their Ritalin.
This dude is seriously short fused. Man, I would hate to have to deal with this kid on a daily basis.
-thinks back to his SEGA days long-past-
I don't think I've ever seen anyone get in that much of a fuss over a game. This made my week :)
lol one i still have sega.....lolol
cute little games.....lol
i wonder how many keyboards this dude goes though a week.....lolol
Extracted from a profile here on VR
"i am the goth that no one want's
i am the goth that no one love
i am the goth that has sanness in my heart
i am the goth that walk alone in this world of hate
i am that one goth that is looking for a true friend if not my life will end
i am the goth that live in the darkness of hate
i am that goth and if you dont like it thin you dont what to be my friend's"
Yeah, and I'm the terror that flaps in the night.
Yes am singal.
And will remain so... *shudders*
am hartbrokn. :(
I am the grammar checker that begs to be used.
I am the punctuation that is completely ignored.
I am the brains that hurt when people try and read this trash.
I am the manditory sterilization program that has never been initiated...
This is an informational message. If you are still experiencing difficulty, email is the way to get this solved. Contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Creating a second profile is NOT the answer, especially if you are slamming VR in it about this incident. It will be suspended unless it is a premium account, same as always. Someone maliciously misused the system and if your email was not updated with VR, you have been inconvenienced. Cancer asked multiple times for that update. So, while nobody's fault but the person who caused the harm, you DO share a measure of responsibility. Be patient and work with us. Send an email and we'll assess your situation individually.
Posting what you imagine happened in your journals is not helpful to those of us who are putting in a lot of hours to try to help those affected. If you do make a journal entry about this, please include the email address so that you can help solve the problem. VR is doing what it can to meet a problem head-on. This is going to take some days to sort out. Patience please.
You guys are doing an awesome job. On behalf of everyone you're helping...Thank you ^.^
I agree. In this(or what was) time of crisis, the integral members members to its solution banded together and got done what needed to be done, and you continue to do so now. Excellent work :)
These things happen.
I know it's a major inconvenience to many who enjoy this site, and perhaps have paid money to further their enjoyment here, but in the end nothing is perfect. Technology definitely isn't perfect, and people even less so.
Patience and understanding from everyone is needed, and appreciated. Your efforts should not be ignored or diminished.
Thanks for your hard work in this area!
So yesterday I tell Irony and Ockham that I'm out of toilet paper and need to pick some up at the store. Irony shares an idea that I might convert newspaper for a suitable substitute until I get to the store. She even suggested a way to soften the paper up so it's a bit more comfy. I was quiet for a while, then assured her it wasn't comfort that had me concerned, but the newsprint.
What if I were to get lucky that night (suspend your disbelief in this little fictional tale, oh reader) and as I disrobed, noticed my potential partner seemingly quite taken with my nether elysian field? I might feel pleased enough to blush and thank him for his worshipful eyes. Then, without question, would come, "I can't believe it. Looks like Obama's got the nomination!"
v@___OBAMA WINS PRIMARIES____
I still need to write an instructional piece on this:D When I am not being an emo whiny bitch, I plan to do a demonstration on cam and make Ockham screen cap it. My family method for softening newspaper should be preserved for future generations!
Is that your snail? Clean that trail right up, you sick puppy.
That's probably how Hobina wipes, being that proper TP is a luxury when you're a hobo.........................
*curls up in a corner whimpering*
Honestly, the print was a little blurred, but I really thought that's what it said.
Are you sure it would not read... *rat gets ready to run*
"Buy one, get one free."
I was just joking. :)
ROFL Jo you are a saint! A funny saint at that ;)
I am still helping people get passwords reset. If you or your friend cannot log in, email me with username and email address. If the email was not valid, please indicate that. email@example.com
It is not my habit to shame people in my journal. I try to keep it good fun, but I just have not the words for this avatar
that was scary
I like a bit of booty, but that's nasty...
Yay! My diet has been saved! :P
Damn! I'm glad I have eaten anything in the past few hours....lol
My eyes are burning.
Mein Gott in Himmel. What possesses a thinking being to do that?
MY EYES! *note to self* when Joli shames people, run do not go look you will regret it. DO NOT LOOK O.o
In the taciturn words of Mr Wielsel: "There are simply no words."
But if there were, mind you, they'd most probably be comprised of the lone: "Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww".
When I went to click on that link I was thinking to myslef "It's probably something horrible, like deep fried babies or something." Which of course would have made me sick but now I am thinking deep fried babies wouldn't have been so bad.
that was scary....if i hadnt tossed my cookies already i would have done it looking at that
AHHH MY EYES.. "oh god" is not *enough* of a warning. : Goes for the mental floss in Dr. J's bathroom cabinet.:
I think maybe.. There is scaring of the retinas there.
Just because it does not violate the rules of what is permitted, doesn't make it a good idea!
er, okay, sorry, was trying to embed Sir Mix-a-Lot's "Baby Got Back" video, but for some reason it didn't work...
It doesn't violate VR's TOS, but I sure feel violated for having seen it...
...remind me to start collecting air-sickness bags from my flights for the next time Jo digs up one of these gems...
I agree...the colour was vile!
You know the song by Sir Mixalot - Baby got Back?
*Rat rubs eyes as I walk away*
I luff it...lol. Nah just kidding, but I have seen worse here.
~goes to soak eyes in tabasco~
Is this one of those "Does this outfit make my ass look big" situations?
I'm kinda glad this was suspended before I got a chance to see it. I can hazard a guess as to what it was though...unfortunately!
You'll all be pleased to know that she is back for your viewing pleasure. Suspension lifted.
Stabb: I wept one single tear, for this life I feared,
Irony: o god
Ockham: Jo's going to stab you
Ockham: for the one tear
Stabb: Giving me a way to cry, I found my self awry.
*Joli starts concentrating her energy on the choccy lodging in Stabb's throat*
Stabb: I dunno...that was pretty bad
Stabb: oh, you kinky bitch!
Ockham: englishman choking on candy fetish?
Joli: uh, that's a bad thing?
Stabb: no, no...not 'bad'
Stabb: just freakish
Joli: when he's choking, I try to get him to say, "taco"
Ockham: "Say taco." 'Tacko.' *insert candybar into throat sideways*
Ockham: *gagging noises* "IT'S TACO, YOU BITCH. TAH. CO."
So did I get a prize for clever use of 'single tear'?
Don't make me kick you in the choccies!
You really know how to get a guy motivated!
I think we need to make Stabb one of the judges *grins evilly*
Oh, oh thank you! What an honour that would be!
I would just love to flagellate my mind with lashings of awful grammar and the flailing of bad spelling...
Stabb and the use of Kinky bitch makes me want to do naughty things...
You actually say that?! The word makes me feel like a little old woman making cooing sounds at a gayly groomed poodle.
It's better than using sweeping generalisations, such as the word 'cookie' to describe anything small dry and slightly baked. And then biscuit for anything slightly larger, but produced in the same way. And 'candy' for anything sweeter than said 'cookies', including chocolate.
As we Brits are discerning in both our taste in snacks and use of descriptive language for these tasty treats.
"discerning.. taste in snacks?"
You obviously must have meant "delusional" there. That's a pretty bad typo. :)
Ah, but you must admit to our having much better words for our snacks.
And we have better chocolate too.
The English don't have better chocolate. The Dutch and the Swiss do. You don't get to claim their credit just by merit of being on the same continent.
We have better chocolate than the good ole US of A...
We have Lindt! Lindt is awesome. Also, we have Cadbury's, which isn't half bad. Not all chocolate here is Hershey's/Nestle's...
Lindt is Swiss, isn't it?
They sell it at Wal-Mart either way.
Uh, I do believe that Cadbury is an English chocolate...
They sell it in Wal-Mart, anyways.
I wouldn't dispute that they would sell it at Wal-Mart, since it is good chocolate. But just because it is available in America, does not, in fact, make it American...
Welp. So it seems.
There has to be SOME kind of good American-made chocolate. It's impossible that a nation of over 300 million people hasn't had someone who decided to make good chocolate.
Isn't Godiva american? I love Godiva:D
Nope, that's from Belgium. :(
Wait, upon further investigation, it turns out that Godiva moved to the US from Belgium. So there you go.
Feel free to message me still, but I'm so tired. The first "my password..." message came at about 4:30 PM, I guess. I was still at work but started trying to figure out what happened. One forum thread, several vamp box posts, Yahoo Messenger new friend requests, a phone call with Cancer, and about a thousand emails later, I'm ready to pass out. It's 11:20 and the emails and messages are still coming.
I love you guys and we'll have you all back and VR better than ever. Cancer sounded confident and unimpressed by the person who caused trouble, so fear not. It's well in-hand.
I hate that this occurred. I wish I could have been more helpful, but it really is just going to take patience. Please reassure your friends that they are not going to lose their accounts, but for some, this may take days to fix.
With how fast you acted I am amazed. I am willing to help out with fixing this issue as much as I can do.
Yay for the Admins of this wonderful site.
Get some rest darling please...
Have to say I missed the whole thing, just found the emails to reset my passwords on two of my profiles (lower levels to)
I did read the forum thread and you did wonderful, as always.
*hugs* Here is to the Mommy bear taking care of us.
1) you been kind in helping a few of those i know, ty from me for what you did for them. thank you.
2)tell cancer the next time you two chat on the phone....lol he works endless hours for us, and very few of use truely realize what it takes to keep this place going.
get some rest. lol
Yeah, he's STILL working on getting this whole thing settled.
i know that this is delayed, but a sincere thanks for all that you did to try to help everyone here, myself included.
Violenta: but I'm kinda still scared
Violenta: like you were a teddy bear and then during the night, you put on evil clown makeup that glows in the dark and I woke up to pee and you were sitting propped on a pillow beside my head, inches from my nose
And next on the Jo Show:
I was going to suggest that I be allowed to feed the authors of the following quotes to the Fruit Fucker 2000, but I have too much respect for the randy kitchen appliance to offer him these STDs in clothing who keep seeping into the gene pool. But I definitely should be allowed to harm them.
"i'll die 4u kill 4u kill wit u die wit u and love 4 ever"
"Happiness iz bliss, missery my lyfstyle, pain iz an illusion and death iz the doorway."
"fuck the bitches and fuck the hoes cuz i get down with the juggalos"
" 'You can close your eyes to reality not memories' i realized god hated me when my mother back over my testicals with a van?"
"have you ever dansed in the pallmoon light with my kinde?"
"yes i know that i am fat and yes i know that you thank i am a ugly beast and i know that i am all alone in this world you all are always talk shit about about me and here i am with a razer cutten deep into my arm and with my last breath i scream FUCK YOU"
and perhaps my favorite of all: "im vampire so wacth out"
wait...I was too hasty: "Vamprye, i need the blood of the yound"
Let us not forget this foul abortion of... I don't want to claim it as English. Can we not claim it as English? Is that cool with you?
"suddlen there cam a tapping if someone was genmtly rapping at my chamber door u heard me rapping right"
Or the unforgettable "all hatas and hoe betta get the fuc of my page"
Ockham's quote is worse though. That is just... special.
"randy kitchen appliance"...I am not a kitchen appliance. I will, however, dispatch these with my silver hammer, gladly.
Sum ppl h4ve teh issuez OMGLOLWTFBBQ.
I am a polyglot, so I can write retard fluently.
Quite the paradox.
These are truly, truly amazing. I am flipping baffled by my own level of amazement at the these sentences. Flipping. Baffled.
I know what you mean. I too have seen those types of comments and don't understand. The craziest ones are the "I'm a bitch and if you don't like it screw you" type. What a profile, why bother.
1 and no damn re rate
My God, people...please, for the love of God - Spell check! Stop substituting a letter or number for a word, ala "U R 2 cool" and you know you spelled it "kewl," which it most assuredly isn't. Why? Why is it that you want to do this? It isn't clever, funny, or cute and it makes me want to stamp FAIL across your forehead.
And now, for the cartoon portion of the Jo Show:
About Ockham. Yes, he's my friend. Yes, he's actually one of the most generous and kind people I know. Yes, I know you don't like him. Why is he here? Well, he's made it abundantly clear upfront - To visit with Irony and me. I dragged him here when he wasn't interested in this site. We just want to comment each other's journals.
Could he have been more friendly? Yes. Why wasn't he? I have no idea. Is being here just to talk to 2 friends in their journals a valid reason? Well, it's his reason, so it's as valid as yours. He hasn't stabbed anyone in the back. He's basically just told everyone to screw off.
At least you know where he stands. He isn't pretending to be anything. If you don't like him, fine. But I'd appreciate no more messages telling me about my friend. Rate him a 1. Block him. Whine in your journal. Get over it. Not everyone is here to like you or paint bunnies and rainbows flying out their butts.
I love you
Because you are a clever, clever woman!
hmmm painting rainbows out of our butts, I think that should become the new VR craze. Seriously, that way everyone is on the same level of humility.
I love how the drooling masses seem to think I care what they say about me or what they rate me. It's like a hit of schadenfreude every time I see some pretentious loser all butt-hurt over something little 'ol me has said.
As far as why I am not friendly? I was pretty sure I made that clear in my profile (perhaps an edit is in order to make it more obvious): I am here solely for Irony and Joli. I do not WANT to be, nor do I have any reason to be friendly to anyone else. I'm not breaking the terms of service, so really, other people here can choke on a penis, unto death.
I've gotta say, the schadenfreude so far has almost been worth signing up on it's own.
Ah, Ockham, how the eloquence just drips from your lips...like pearls from a swine's backside. :)
I live to please, m'lady.
THAT'S how you stand up for your friends!
Jo~will you marry me?
Once and for all, it is "BEAR with me", not "BARE with me" unless you are asking me to get nekkid with you!!!!!
There are actually three words here. The simple one is the big growly creature (unless you prefer the Winnie-the-Pooh type). Hardly anyone past the age of ten gets that one wrong. The problem is the other two. Stevedores bear burdens on their backs and mothers bear children. Both mean “carry” (in the case of mothers, the meaning has been extended from carrying the child during pregnancy to actually giving birth). But strippers bare their bodies—sometimes bare-naked. The confusion between this latter verb and “bear” creates many unintentionally amusing sentences; so if you want to entertain your readers while convincing them that you are a dolt, by all means mix them up. “Bear with me,” the standard expression, is a request for forbearance or patience. “Bare with me” would be an invitation to undress. “Bare” has an adjectival form: “The pioneers stripped the forest bare.”
So, I-, ye-, precisely. Bare your arse.
The rule I use is
"Bear it up your arse, mate."
"Bare your arse"
That covers pretty well all my uses of the word bair
Had to stop by for this one... hear hear!!!
Being able to bear the burden of the illiteratti (That's a new word that I just made up!), is the bare truth on VR.
being, bear, burden, bare...you're "alliterate" :P
I should have known you when I was failing english all those years ago...
Well...bare with me anyway...
Actually, I WAS asking you to get nekkid with me...
..personally, I would say, 'bare with me.'
..as in 'bare your soul' to me, my love ~
..if you want us to be one.
Well, this bare bear has barely any reason to bear the weight of responsibility for ensuring that bare English survives, whilst bearing down upon it, the Americanised is barful to a proper pronunciation of our barded language...
*reads Stabb's comment, crawls under the table and yanks the paste away from Birra, munches, and mumbles, "unpossible...unpossible."
Bearly able to stop laughing. lol :)
Fortunately, I've barely had the occasion to run across this particular pervasion of my mother tongue.
Perversion! Perversion! I don't know how I slipped pervasion in instead. Fail. :(
FAIL! Here is your shipment of FAIL!
And here I thought the boat left without me!
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