People living in parentheseseses. People talking to other people who live in parentheseseses. People convinced that people living in parentheseseseses are talking back to them. People waving guns around. People fixated on socks. The only meal on the menu is Fishy Sticks, even though they are delicious fishy sticks. People worshipping Gods whose names no one can spell, let alone pronounce . Threats of dire smiting from these unpronounceable, unspellable Gods....
These are only a few examples of the madness which lurks beneath the surface of the Nexus. Any Newbie who introduces him/her self tends to unlock all of the above, and more, so much more. But the madess can break out in any thread, and at any time.
The Management of this Site have maintained a laissez faire ( that's French for 'Leave It Alone, Ninja!') attitude for too long. They don't seem to realize the danger that we who travel in the good ship Nexus are in. This shall not endure! This isn't Nam , Donny! There are Rules!
It is time that we, the denizens of the Nexus, spoke up. It is time to promote The Sanity Clause! Before it is too late!
Have your say here! 'They' will try to stop you. Be not afraid! Give your own evidence of the MADNESS which threatens to overwhelm us.
If enough of us speak up, 'They' WILL NOT SILENCE US!
COURAGE! ( sounds better in a French accent ).
Say it! Say: THERE IS A SANITY CLAUSE! AND WE BELIEVE!
Full Version: Sanity Clause
Sanity is for weaklings - real men don't need no sanity!
Then again, you called my fishysticks delicious... I find it hard to disagree with someone who is so reasonable... but I must, for this forum is better off without sanity!
Then again, you called my fishysticks delicious... I find it hard to disagree with someone who is so reasonable... but I must, for this forum is better off without sanity!
Hmmm, yeah... all these FREAKS running around here. Keep the ninja wizard away from me too. I don't even know how you that's possible, but the last person I need to piss off is Mr. Gandalf-with-a-shuriken.
(yeah right! crazies dominate you norms through sheer number... real or imaginary!)
Well this can't be good for my anti-freak position. I'm arguing with myself.
(i'm not you! for one, i'm a woman!)
Yeah...
That's not helping me at all.
Unspellable gods... you don't mean Cthu.. Cthlu... Cht... Squiddy? And Yog-sohot or whatever? Psh. Smite me? Hardly. I'm straight up gangster, C-money.
(i love it when you're all gangster! <3)
Wow, that's disturbing.
(yeah right! crazies dominate you norms through sheer number... real or imaginary!)
Well this can't be good for my anti-freak position. I'm arguing with myself.
(i'm not you! for one, i'm a woman!)
Yeah...
That's not helping me at all. QUOTE
People worshipping Gods whose names no one can spell, let alone pronounce . Threats of dire smiting from these unpronounceable, unspellable Gods....
Unspellable gods... you don't mean Cthu.. Cthlu... Cht... Squiddy? And Yog-sohot or whatever? Psh. Smite me? Hardly. I'm straight up gangster, C-money.
(i love it when you're all gangster! <3)
Wow, that's disturbing.
Let's face it: It's the crazy people that make life fun.
And Kenpachi Zaraki, a man who could kick the ass of anyone weaker than Cthulhu (thank you, ninja, for teaching me to spell that correctly) or Chuck Norris, might say:
"Sanity? I've never had any need for it!"
And Kenpachi Zaraki, a man who could kick the ass of anyone weaker than Cthulhu (thank you, ninja, for teaching me to spell that correctly) or Chuck Norris, might say:
"Sanity? I've never had any need for it!"
I have to agree that sanity is important to the world. The Western societies are bound to worship the sane and normal like George Bush, Margaret Thatcher, Ernie Threeple from 2, Little Gittings Road Crouch End (next door to Mrs Winifred Hoist) and David Beckham.
That's why they reward them with enough to live on. It is why society gets very upset if they do insane things like - get drunk, occasionally break the speed limit or go to sleep in meetings, which we know to be the height of insane behaviour. Things WE would never do.
Modern society however is helping the madmen. It is! Oh yes.
They invent devices so that all those who go around talking to themselves can pretend they are whispering into some 'device' or other. They will soon permit cloning so then I will be able to say that the person you thought was me swapping 'do not disturb' signs on hotel room doors to 'make up the room now' was quite obviously my clone. And so on and so forth.
The only problem with being sane, and of course I have my own case to use as the standard here, is that whilst by changing one letter at a time you might get from sane to dull in six goes, in reality sane and dull are synonyms. Believe me, I am so, so dull I can't even see my face as a reflection. I swallow polish but I still don't shine.
Can't anyone help me get rid of the curse of sanity???
Am I alone???
No - you don't want sanity or you'd all end up like me. A nervous wreck, shivering and quivering every time someone threatens to take the alcohol away.
So no sanity clauses. Besides, the only time we want to see any Clauses is at Christmas.
That's why they reward them with enough to live on. It is why society gets very upset if they do insane things like - get drunk, occasionally break the speed limit or go to sleep in meetings, which we know to be the height of insane behaviour. Things WE would never do.
Modern society however is helping the madmen. It is! Oh yes.
They invent devices so that all those who go around talking to themselves can pretend they are whispering into some 'device' or other. They will soon permit cloning so then I will be able to say that the person you thought was me swapping 'do not disturb' signs on hotel room doors to 'make up the room now' was quite obviously my clone. And so on and so forth.
The only problem with being sane, and of course I have my own case to use as the standard here, is that whilst by changing one letter at a time you might get from sane to dull in six goes, in reality sane and dull are synonyms. Believe me, I am so, so dull I can't even see my face as a reflection. I swallow polish but I still don't shine.
Can't anyone help me get rid of the curse of sanity???
Am I alone???
No - you don't want sanity or you'd all end up like me. A nervous wreck, shivering and quivering every time someone threatens to take the alcohol away.
So no sanity clauses. Besides, the only time we want to see any Clauses is at Christmas.
If the world were made of marshmallow peeps, I'd like to sail through the dirt of grandeur. I'd fly high, ever so high, until I could touch other people's toes. Then, I'd giff and I'd geff all the way to panda's house. Tobogganing the cream filled huusayers is a nhilerating possibility. If the Gargatrons and Beaufitrons could only tiider, I'd have qwerty amounts of bahats. The Viiliifiiciitiins brundash tericisiply at the Kajoltar while Bupopas harshrash most rilfichly. Popinanny then berghatored the Viiliifiiciitiins with a brax and yuifiled the Bupopas. Crety, the Kajoltar zeeribeshed the Popinanny. This muutitated the Gargatrons who liiraked away. Alone, the Beautifitrons grached the Yarbegs who virteficted and holpotated. I juxtabershed kuratent bahats. 
Ahhh! The pain and despair! I feel it right here in my heart! The cries of the afflicted! Only 5 posters, and already the crisis that confronts this site is laid bare for all to see!
InSanity is this season's black! The world, out there, somewhere, has become so frightening, so depressing, so full of terrors of the night and lunch time, so fraught with uncertainty, so redolent of/with how to bow/ curtsey to the Queen ( Gord Bless 'Er Maj ), so out of sinc with all that is worldsome, so asymetrical, [/size][size="7"]so concerned with avoiding the real issues that confront us every micro-milli-second of every milli-second of every second of every minute of every half hour of every tea break of every day of every month of every year - jelly filled, or plain; coffee or tea or milk; speak or dont speak; doesn't his arse look big in that; not that I look at gent's arses; not that there is anything wrong with looking...if one is so inclined- so ...uh...,...,..., ah..., ...,...,that...,...,..., will be the end of us!
My sorely afflicted brethren and sister...en!:
The T_... so giving, so generous, ..., so Welsh! So you have issues with sanity! So what! Your sticks are the fish de la fish! But you can be so much more than that! Why, your recent foray into the wilds and the terriffic bargain you got on that condemned house bespeaks a career in , if not orienteering, then estate management, at least! BTW, Steppen Lemming has yet to hear from you and he keeps hasseling me about it! Sort it out will you! Just embrace the Sanity Clause!
doom,doom, doom... We all had such high hopes for you! Such a brilliant beginning! Such a tragedy to see the descent, the inevitable descent into arguing with the very denizen of the parentheseseseses of which I spoke earlier! But which denizen?! Bob?! Or your own conjured demon?! Reach out, doom..., reach out and let the Sanity Clause come to your aid!
Marcus... the man who loves wolves! Have you learned nothing from your hircine friends?! They know the absolute necessity of the primacy of the Sanity Clause! And yet you spurn their wisdom! Go with the wolves, my mad friend, run, run like the wind! To the song of the Sanity Clause!
Malchik, Malchik, Malchik...,...,..., Malchik! My aunty Gladys knows Wini Hoist! What a small rapidly descending into madness world it is ! And she wont have Ernie in the house because of the... you know... with the...and his trousers! Malchik! How can you, a Moderator, spread your foul delusions to these callow youth! The Sanity Clause is for Life, not just for Christmas!
Ninja... oh Ninja! Spell-Meister! I fear there is no help for you! Even the Sanity Clause will be of no avail in your case, which has surely reached it's terminal velocity at the speed of bonker. Everyone, everyone Ninja, knows that Gargatrons and Beaufitrons not only CAN tiider, but do it all the time, to the constant annoyance of the Bupopas! Alak and alas and ... heynon... and ...no!
Just wrap thyselves in the comfort of the Sanity Clause, my bespokenings! All will be well in the wellest of all well...ible worlds! ( hoik!...ptui ) NOW, YOU CLEAN THAT UP!
InSanity is this season's black! The world, out there, somewhere, has become so frightening, so depressing, so full of terrors of the night and lunch time, so fraught with uncertainty, so redolent of/with how to bow/ curtsey to the Queen ( Gord Bless 'Er Maj ), so out of sinc with all that is worldsome, so asymetrical, [/size][size="7"]so concerned with avoiding the real issues that confront us every micro-milli-second of every milli-second of every second of every minute of every half hour of every tea break of every day of every month of every year - jelly filled, or plain; coffee or tea or milk; speak or dont speak; doesn't his arse look big in that; not that I look at gent's arses; not that there is anything wrong with looking...if one is so inclined- so ...uh...,...,..., ah..., ...,...,that...,...,..., will be the end of us!
My sorely afflicted brethren and sister...en!:
The T_... so giving, so generous, ..., so Welsh! So you have issues with sanity! So what! Your sticks are the fish de la fish! But you can be so much more than that! Why, your recent foray into the wilds and the terriffic bargain you got on that condemned house bespeaks a career in , if not orienteering, then estate management, at least! BTW, Steppen Lemming has yet to hear from you and he keeps hasseling me about it! Sort it out will you! Just embrace the Sanity Clause!
doom,doom, doom... We all had such high hopes for you! Such a brilliant beginning! Such a tragedy to see the descent, the inevitable descent into arguing with the very denizen of the parentheseseseses of which I spoke earlier! But which denizen?! Bob?! Or your own conjured demon?! Reach out, doom..., reach out and let the Sanity Clause come to your aid!
Marcus... the man who loves wolves! Have you learned nothing from your hircine friends?! They know the absolute necessity of the primacy of the Sanity Clause! And yet you spurn their wisdom! Go with the wolves, my mad friend, run, run like the wind! To the song of the Sanity Clause!
Malchik, Malchik, Malchik...,...,..., Malchik! My aunty Gladys knows Wini Hoist! What a small rapidly descending into madness world it is ! And she wont have Ernie in the house because of the... you know... with the...and his trousers! Malchik! How can you, a Moderator, spread your foul delusions to these callow youth! The Sanity Clause is for Life, not just for Christmas!
Ninja... oh Ninja! Spell-Meister! I fear there is no help for you! Even the Sanity Clause will be of no avail in your case, which has surely reached it's terminal velocity at the speed of bonker. Everyone, everyone Ninja, knows that Gargatrons and Beaufitrons not only CAN tiider, but do it all the time, to the constant annoyance of the Bupopas! Alak and alas and ... heynon... and ...no!
Just wrap thyselves in the comfort of the Sanity Clause, my bespokenings! All will be well in the wellest of all well...ible worlds! ( hoik!...ptui ) NOW, YOU CLEAN THAT UP!
Dude, everybody knows wolves aren't fully sane.
They take on animals several times their size on a regular basis.
They also enjoy killing. Alot. They'd have to, or they'd go truly insane after killing so many animals. The only thing that prevents them from being evil is the fact that they never kill for fun alone.
They take on animals several times their size on a regular basis.
They also enjoy killing. Alot. They'd have to, or they'd go truly insane after killing so many animals. The only thing that prevents them from being evil is the fact that they never kill for fun alone.
Far be it to dispute anything 'wolf' with you, Marcus. I'd have to be MAD! And as an/the advocate of the Sanity Clause, that just isn't in my job description. ...wolf disputativeness and ...MAD... and.... But ,surely , wolves take on much larger animals when they are in a pack. Nothing mad about that!
Now look here, Marcus! You have tried to hijack this thread for your own nefarious, wolfy, reasons but I wont have it. Nor will any other right minded person. Stick to the topic 'The Sanity Clause' or I will be puttting out traps. I understand that the leg traps are the cruelestststst. So... watch where you step, WolfBoy!
Now look here, Marcus! You have tried to hijack this thread for your own nefarious, wolfy, reasons but I wont have it. Nor will any other right minded person. Stick to the topic 'The Sanity Clause' or I will be puttting out traps. I understand that the leg traps are the cruelestststst. So... watch where you step, WolfBoy!
Actually, wolves have been seen taking on full grown bulls entirely by themselves....and coming away the victor. This whole 'pack' thing only exists because it makes hunting (as well as many other aspects of life) easier.
But that's why we're here, isn't it? We could all be fine on our own, make great mods without input from other people, have fun without other people, but it's so much easier with this socialization process.
So no matter how crazy someone seems, remember: They'd be crazier if we weren't here for them.
But that's why we're here, isn't it? We could all be fine on our own, make great mods without input from other people, have fun without other people, but it's so much easier with this socialization process.
So no matter how crazy someone seems, remember: They'd be crazier if we weren't here for them.
Oh Chesto, Chesto - et tu brute - can you not see that I support every plea that you make for sanity. We must and we shall have spring in Pall Mall if Bustopher - er - where was I? Yes, but sanity does not come in clauses, codicils or addenda. Sanity is a blast of cold lager on a sweltering midsummer's eve, a douche in the reality of logic in the stagnant water of repetition, a sudden understanding of the fact that a human life is nothing more than a ripple on the neverendingness of forever. But it is not and never can be a Clause. Call it the sanity button, where anyone who dares to suggest that the moon is NOT made of green cheese or that the earth is flat or that it was created in a rush in a mere seven days can be jettisoned out into the multiverse. But a clause - NO!!!!
You do it too much dishonour.
You do it too much dishonour.
Malchik, Malchik...Kihclam!
Don't come the theatrical Latin with me, Mate! And who told you !? I used the last case to fumigate the dog in the late- 70s. Had to... was giving my bird a rash and she gave me an ultimatum. The scent , not the dog. Though she had issues with the dog, as well. And the dog with her. And...but I digress. Another bloody Latin user! 's why I dumped her. Or did she ...? None of your business! BTW, that's extra strength you're gassing about there. No SANE person would even talk about it, let alone use it in a confined space!
Listen here, oh my Moderator, you are inconstant! One minute you're wailing and gnashing and rending about being too SANE. The next, you're trying desperately to get on side. It just wont do! I see through you. Even coating your insides with polish wont render your inconsistencies...ah...uh...consistent.
You metal-heads with your mechanical solutions to everything! Button! I ask you! This is the 2008s'ses. We are in legalistic times, my demented moderating friend. Button! I ask you again! I wont even leave the house unless I'm sure that ALL my liabilty policies are in place. When Marcus and his flaming wolves come trotting down the street looking for bulls, whether for a bit of one on one, or pack action, or whatever, I'm ready for 'em. Nothing scares a pack of savage whatsits like a handfull of writs, my friendly moderate dementor. Clauses for all occasions! That's what's needed. Always and for ever, amen... sorry Mooderator( sic) <<---- there's legaleeze for you, and some more damn Latin... slipped into Religious there for a mo.
No, no. And again, NO! No button! Legally binding Clauses of the Sanity species! Nothing will survive without them. Boundaries! That is what they provide. A frame work within which all the lunatic activity can operate in safety. We're at the edge! Look down there! Is that where you would send us all, plunging to who knows where with your pathetic BUTTON!? The SANITY CLAUSE , GOOD! Button, bad!
And fyi, on THIS site we've gone way past fast flat earthers and cheesy mooners! Deperate times are NIGH!
And HEY!: Any other Moderator, Any other Moderator! Malchik mentioned something RELIGIOUS! ...and dairy products.
PS ( Latin!) Spring in Pall Mall, I know. Bustopher... I sort of recognize. When they unwrap you for your daily amok, would you mind elucidating? That is, when you finish doing all the other things ending in '...ating'.
Don't come the theatrical Latin with me, Mate! And who told you !? I used the last case to fumigate the dog in the late- 70s. Had to... was giving my bird a rash and she gave me an ultimatum. The scent , not the dog. Though she had issues with the dog, as well. And the dog with her. And...but I digress. Another bloody Latin user! 's why I dumped her. Or did she ...? None of your business! BTW, that's extra strength you're gassing about there. No SANE person would even talk about it, let alone use it in a confined space!
Listen here, oh my Moderator, you are inconstant! One minute you're wailing and gnashing and rending about being too SANE. The next, you're trying desperately to get on side. It just wont do! I see through you. Even coating your insides with polish wont render your inconsistencies...ah...uh...consistent.
You metal-heads with your mechanical solutions to everything! Button! I ask you! This is the 2008s'ses. We are in legalistic times, my demented moderating friend. Button! I ask you again! I wont even leave the house unless I'm sure that ALL my liabilty policies are in place. When Marcus and his flaming wolves come trotting down the street looking for bulls, whether for a bit of one on one, or pack action, or whatever, I'm ready for 'em. Nothing scares a pack of savage whatsits like a handfull of writs, my friendly moderate dementor. Clauses for all occasions! That's what's needed. Always and for ever, amen... sorry Mooderator( sic) <<---- there's legaleeze for you, and some more damn Latin... slipped into Religious there for a mo.
No, no. And again, NO! No button! Legally binding Clauses of the Sanity species! Nothing will survive without them. Boundaries! That is what they provide. A frame work within which all the lunatic activity can operate in safety. We're at the edge! Look down there! Is that where you would send us all, plunging to who knows where with your pathetic BUTTON!? The SANITY CLAUSE , GOOD! Button, bad!
And fyi, on THIS site we've gone way past fast flat earthers and cheesy mooners! Deperate times are NIGH!
And HEY!: Any other Moderator, Any other Moderator! Malchik mentioned something RELIGIOUS! ...and dairy products.
PS ( Latin!) Spring in Pall Mall, I know. Bustopher... I sort of recognize. When they unwrap you for your daily amok, would you mind elucidating? That is, when you finish doing all the other things ending in '...ating'.
T S Eliot - Old Possum's Book of Favourite Cats.
I hadn't realised you were Amish. That accounts for the button phobia.
No lawyers please. Only honourable folk allowed here.
And as for consistency - it's grossly overrated. I gave up on it when I was still at school and never looked back.
I hadn't realised you were Amish. That accounts for the button phobia.
No lawyers please. Only honourable folk allowed here.
And as for consistency - it's grossly overrated. I gave up on it when I was still at school and never looked back.
Sanity Clause? Isn't that the fat dude in the red suit that brings the kiddies presents?
AUUUUUUUGHHHH!!!!
HELP!!!
OW! OW! OW!
THAT F***ING MORON SET UP LEG TRAPS ALL AROUND MY HOUSE!!!!!
OOOOHH! THE PAIN!!!!
SOMEBODY GET THIS THING OFF MY LEG!!!!!!
HELP!!!
OW! OW! OW!
THAT F***ING MORON SET UP LEG TRAPS ALL AROUND MY HOUSE!!!!!
OOOOHH! THE PAIN!!!!
SOMEBODY GET THIS THING OFF MY LEG!!!!!!
QUOTE(Chesto @ Apr 9 2008, 06:56 AM) 
Malchik, Malchik...Kihclam!
Don't come the theatrical Latin with me, Mate! And who told you !? I used the last case to fumigate the dog in the late- 70s. Had to... was giving my bird a rash and she gave me an ultimatum. The scent , not the dog. Though she had issues with the dog, as well. And the dog with her. And...but I digress. Another bloody Latin user! 's why I dumped her. Or did she ...? None of your business! BTW, that's extra strength you're gassing about there. No SANE person would even talk about it, let alone use it in a confined space!
Listen here, oh my Moderator, you are inconstant! One minute you're wailing and gnashing and rending about being too SANE. The next, you're trying desperately to get on side. It just wont do! I see through you. Even coating your insides with polish wont render your inconsistencies...ah...uh...consistent.
You metal-heads with your mechanical solutions to everything! Button! I ask you! This is the 2008s'ses. We are in legalistic times, my demented moderating friend. Button! I ask you again! I wont even leave the house unless I'm sure that ALL my liabilty policies are in place. When Marcus and his flaming wolves come trotting down the street looking for bulls, whether for a bit of one on one, or pack action, or whatever, I'm ready for 'em. Nothing scares a pack of savage whatsits like a handfull of writs, my friendly moderate dementor. Clauses for all occasions! That's what's needed. Always and for ever, amen... sorry Mooderator( sic) <<---- there's legaleeze for you, and some more damn Latin... slipped into Religious there for a mo.
No, no. And again, NO! No button! Legally binding Clauses of the Sanity species! Nothing will survive without them. Boundaries! That is what they provide. A frame work within which all the lunatic activity can operate in safety. We're at the edge! Look down there! Is that where you would send us all, plunging to who knows where with your pathetic BUTTON!? The SANITY CLAUSE , GOOD! Button, bad!
And fyi, on THIS site we've gone way past fast flat earthers and cheesy mooners! Deperate times are NIGH!
And HEY!: Any other Moderator, Any other Moderator! Malchik mentioned something RELIGIOUS! ...and dairy products.
PS ( Latin!) Spring in Pall Mall, I know. Bustopher... I sort of recognize. When they unwrap you for your daily amok, would you mind elucidating? That is, when you finish doing all the other things ending in '...ating'.
Don't come the theatrical Latin with me, Mate! And who told you !? I used the last case to fumigate the dog in the late- 70s. Had to... was giving my bird a rash and she gave me an ultimatum. The scent , not the dog. Though she had issues with the dog, as well. And the dog with her. And...but I digress. Another bloody Latin user! 's why I dumped her. Or did she ...? None of your business! BTW, that's extra strength you're gassing about there. No SANE person would even talk about it, let alone use it in a confined space!
Listen here, oh my Moderator, you are inconstant! One minute you're wailing and gnashing and rending about being too SANE. The next, you're trying desperately to get on side. It just wont do! I see through you. Even coating your insides with polish wont render your inconsistencies...ah...uh...consistent.
You metal-heads with your mechanical solutions to everything! Button! I ask you! This is the 2008s'ses. We are in legalistic times, my demented moderating friend. Button! I ask you again! I wont even leave the house unless I'm sure that ALL my liabilty policies are in place. When Marcus and his flaming wolves come trotting down the street looking for bulls, whether for a bit of one on one, or pack action, or whatever, I'm ready for 'em. Nothing scares a pack of savage whatsits like a handfull of writs, my friendly moderate dementor. Clauses for all occasions! That's what's needed. Always and for ever, amen... sorry Mooderator( sic) <<---- there's legaleeze for you, and some more damn Latin... slipped into Religious there for a mo.
No, no. And again, NO! No button! Legally binding Clauses of the Sanity species! Nothing will survive without them. Boundaries! That is what they provide. A frame work within which all the lunatic activity can operate in safety. We're at the edge! Look down there! Is that where you would send us all, plunging to who knows where with your pathetic BUTTON!? The SANITY CLAUSE , GOOD! Button, bad!
And fyi, on THIS site we've gone way past fast flat earthers and cheesy mooners! Deperate times are NIGH!
And HEY!: Any other Moderator, Any other Moderator! Malchik mentioned something RELIGIOUS! ...and dairy products.
PS ( Latin!) Spring in Pall Mall, I know. Bustopher... I sort of recognize. When they unwrap you for your daily amok, would you mind elucidating? That is, when you finish doing all the other things ending in '...ating'.
I'm thinking you're the most insane person here...
WHAT!?!!? YOU DON'T CARE THAT I'VE GOT MY LEG CAUGHT IN A PAIR OF STEEL JAWS? WHY I OUGHTA.....
(attempts to punch ninja, but instead falls face first into another beartrap)
AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!
F***!
(attempts to punch ninja, but instead falls face first into another beartrap)
AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!
F***!
would sanity not be determined by the person that is the least sane? for how would we know what is sane, and what is not if we did not have a completely insane person to tell us what insane was? but then how would we know that they were insane, and we were normal? or that the leperchauns are not out to pilfer your socks and purloin your sticks of fish? how would we know that anything is not the other without something to stop us from thinking that the other is the anything? is there not always a little (wo)man in your head telling you which is which and which is not?
ahh, we cannot judge these things, for no one really knows what is true and what is false. the things we believe are all learned through others, and the right things are learned through experience. maybe the sane man is the one smashing his head into a brick wall, trying to see what color his brains really are. maybe all of us that stick around in this world not living life reproducing like rabbits are the insane ones. maybe, if, but then, why, all words that can make you ponder until the end of time.
in the end, a clause of sanity would do nothing to help the ones that are not sane. there would be no plausible way to implement this insane clause of sanity.
ahh, we cannot judge these things, for no one really knows what is true and what is false. the things we believe are all learned through others, and the right things are learned through experience. maybe the sane man is the one smashing his head into a brick wall, trying to see what color his brains really are. maybe all of us that stick around in this world not living life reproducing like rabbits are the insane ones. maybe, if, but then, why, all words that can make you ponder until the end of time.
in the end, a clause of sanity would do nothing to help the ones that are not sane. there would be no plausible way to implement this insane clause of sanity.
(Marcus Wolfe is covered in head to toe in bear traps)
someone.......help..............please.........
someone.......help..............please.........
QUOTE(Marcus Wolfe @ Apr 9 2008, 05:22 PM)
WHAT!?!!? YOU DON'T CARE THAT I'VE GOT MY LEG CAUGHT IN A PAIR OF STEEL JAWS? WHY I OUGHTA.....
(attempts to punch ninja, but instead falls face first into another beartrap)
AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!
F***!
(attempts to punch ninja, but instead falls face first into another beartrap)
AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!
F***!
Let me rephrase that...Marcus is the most insane person here. Chesto is second.
QUOTE(Malchik @ Apr 9 2008, 07:30 AM)
No lawyers please. Only honourable folk allowed here.
WHAT!?!??!?!?! What say ye to me then, oh great Malchik? For I aspire to be one of these denizens of darkness known as a lawyer. 'Tis a great and
What say ye to that, great Latin-speaking Malchik?
I respond with a weighty heart. And my head hurts a bit as well. Let us view these ravings in the ordure in which they were pastad:
Malchik : cereal offender - ( i must be calm ) Cats!? Is that STILL running? 'Ohhhh to be in London now that Cats is on' used to be the chant of the bus loads of loonies as they hurtled down the hard shoulder of the M 4 , flattening everything that stood in their way in their pursuit of popular entertainment. They never figured out that the hard shoulder on the OTHER side of the motorway was much quicker. But I did!
Amish!? I'll have you know, Mate!, that I am full on Am. None of that wishy washy 'ish' stuff. With their horses and buggies and a love of bland. And my sect are strictly zipper folk. HEY! That was RELIGIOUS! AGAIN! Any other Moderator! Any other Moderator! Why can't I get any service around here!?
Eiden : Your newish. The News wouldn't have you. So I'll be gentle with you. PAY ATTENTION! This is not about personalities! This is BIGGER than personalities! This is Life and Death! Your future is rapidly disappearing behind you, if you will insist on concentrating on stars and fashion and consumerism. Newish or not, I just have to report you for your Fattist comment. ANY OTHER MODERATOR! ... Blast!
Marcus : woof woof - Wasn't me mate! I may have dropped a couple of wolf traps around.... I have nothing against bears, so never go equipped with bear counter measures. You have ANOTHER foe! hmmm... where was Ninja on the night in question? AND STOP THAT BLOODY ROW! .... my ears are bleeding. Blasted wood peckers!
ninj...a - high praise , indeed, if I was after a craft compliment. BUT I'M NOT! I'M NOT! I'M NOT! You quote a good quote, but... and it pains me to say this... if you're only thinking then you're not committing. COMMITTAL! That's what is needed! NOT THINKING!
Marcus... WILL YOU PLEASE STOP THAT AWFUL NOISE! What's the matter with you? You've got ANOTHER leg! Be a man, for gawds sake! AND you said MORON! Before. Any other Moderator! Any other Moderator! ...'s Truth! How long DO they take for their coffee breaks!?
nin...ja - fickle youth! One minute- all posters please note: you only exist in the time frame in which I am reading these posts, and in no other dimension whatsoever. carry on.- I'm on top of the world. Next... he rates me SECOND!
Marcus... can't hear a thing, mate. Woodpeckers making too much noise. What...what...?
and then there was EVIL ( sic ) koal! evil by name... EVIL by nature! The most dangerous poster on this thread thus far! Oh sure... he seems all reason and rationality. His arguments are cogent... and even ninja would have no complaint about his spelling. But... I, I , the ever observant, the ever wary, the ever ready...I see through you! EVIL! No one sees but I! NO CAPTIALS! NO CAPITALS! You thought you could get past my defences! NO! You'll have to get up much earlier in the afternoon than that , my unworthy foe. I AM ON TO YOU!
freddy... you're not billing me for that I hope. Lawyers! They'll charge you for saying what a nice day it is!
Here, already, is more than enough proof! The need for the Sanity Clause is growing and growing, post by post! For the love of Gerbils! PLEASE. It's almost already just about approximately too late! ACT NOW! Before it gets even more definitely too late! Please.
Malchik : cereal offender - ( i must be calm ) Cats!? Is that STILL running? 'Ohhhh to be in London now that Cats is on' used to be the chant of the bus loads of loonies as they hurtled down the hard shoulder of the M 4 , flattening everything that stood in their way in their pursuit of popular entertainment. They never figured out that the hard shoulder on the OTHER side of the motorway was much quicker. But I did!
Amish!? I'll have you know, Mate!, that I am full on Am. None of that wishy washy 'ish' stuff. With their horses and buggies and a love of bland. And my sect are strictly zipper folk. HEY! That was RELIGIOUS! AGAIN! Any other Moderator! Any other Moderator! Why can't I get any service around here!?
Eiden : Your newish. The News wouldn't have you. So I'll be gentle with you. PAY ATTENTION! This is not about personalities! This is BIGGER than personalities! This is Life and Death! Your future is rapidly disappearing behind you, if you will insist on concentrating on stars and fashion and consumerism. Newish or not, I just have to report you for your Fattist comment. ANY OTHER MODERATOR! ... Blast!
Marcus : woof woof - Wasn't me mate! I may have dropped a couple of wolf traps around.... I have nothing against bears, so never go equipped with bear counter measures. You have ANOTHER foe! hmmm... where was Ninja on the night in question? AND STOP THAT BLOODY ROW! .... my ears are bleeding. Blasted wood peckers!
ninj...a - high praise , indeed, if I was after a craft compliment. BUT I'M NOT! I'M NOT! I'M NOT! You quote a good quote, but... and it pains me to say this... if you're only thinking then you're not committing. COMMITTAL! That's what is needed! NOT THINKING!
Marcus... WILL YOU PLEASE STOP THAT AWFUL NOISE! What's the matter with you? You've got ANOTHER leg! Be a man, for gawds sake! AND you said MORON! Before. Any other Moderator! Any other Moderator! ...'s Truth! How long DO they take for their coffee breaks!?
nin...ja - fickle youth! One minute- all posters please note: you only exist in the time frame in which I am reading these posts, and in no other dimension whatsoever. carry on.- I'm on top of the world. Next... he rates me SECOND!
Marcus... can't hear a thing, mate. Woodpeckers making too much noise. What...what...?
and then there was EVIL ( sic ) koal! evil by name... EVIL by nature! The most dangerous poster on this thread thus far! Oh sure... he seems all reason and rationality. His arguments are cogent... and even ninja would have no complaint about his spelling. But... I, I , the ever observant, the ever wary, the ever ready...I see through you! EVIL! No one sees but I! NO CAPTIALS! NO CAPITALS! You thought you could get past my defences! NO! You'll have to get up much earlier in the afternoon than that , my unworthy foe. I AM ON TO YOU!
freddy... you're not billing me for that I hope. Lawyers! They'll charge you for saying what a nice day it is!
Here, already, is more than enough proof! The need for the Sanity Clause is growing and growing, post by post! For the love of Gerbils! PLEASE. It's almost already just about approximately too late! ACT NOW! Before it gets even more definitely too late! Please.
Bowing to Chesto's request, I will approach Dark0ne with the suggestion that we add to the rules a sanity clause as follows.
Anyone found guilty of perpetrating, supporting, believing in or advancing the cause of sanity will be subject to an immediate IP ban.
I hope that will now end the matter.
Anyone found guilty of perpetrating, supporting, believing in or advancing the cause of sanity will be subject to an immediate IP ban.
I hope that will now end the matter.
It was the 'Cats' comment, wasn't !? Well!? WELL WASN'T IT!? Popular entertainment popular entertainment poplular entertainment.... There! Ya Eliteist ;opiqeqj] d !
YOU CAN PUT A GIANT RED X NEXT TO MY THREAD BUT YOU WILL NEVER STO
YOU CAN PUT A GIANT RED X NEXT TO MY THREAD BUT YOU WILL NEVER STO
(pries open bear trap and pulls face out)
Ah! Finally, I got all these bear traps off me!
(looks at last post)
you will never sto
Sto? What is that supposed to mean? It a verb? An adverb?
Chesto, I don't care what ninja says, you are the craziest one here.
Now if you'll excuse me, whoever left those bear traps around my house is scheduled for a good ass kicking.
Ah! Finally, I got all these bear traps off me!
(looks at last post)
you will never sto
Sto? What is that supposed to mean? It a verb? An adverb?
Chesto, I don't care what ninja says, you are the craziest one here.
Now if you'll excuse me, whoever left those bear traps around my house is scheduled for a good ass kicking.
QUOTE(Chesto @ Apr 10 2008, 11:22 AM)
YOU CAN PUT A GIANT RED X NEXT TO MY THREAD BUT YOU WILL NEVER STO
With that wonderful closer I'd like to end this intellectual debate, and for those who think that the discussion wasn't done yet and are now bursting with rage, I offer a free one way ticket to...
THE SNOW ARENA! (dun dun dun!)
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