I WILL DO AS I PLEASE
I WILL DO AS I PLEASE
That's not what you said earlier in the thread!Originally Posted by Shorty
QUIT PUTTING WORDS IN MY MOUTH
...Must resist making banworthy comment.
streme Wheelie
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I'm wondering if you people even realise the point of this thread? We've derailed very quickly and I am starting to get rather annoyed. I urge you all to focus a little more so we can have a civil discussion. If you want to mess about and spam then take it to #eoff.
I think... I think I'm confused about the point of this thread.
We have kinda veered off from talking about that adorable Panda.
OOC: You guys, the point of the thread is to have a conversation going the other way. So like, imagine what the previous post is responding to your next post. So we're going in the opposite direction, with the first post by blackmage_nuke being the last post.
I have no idea what you guys are talking about anymore.
Apparently, I have been declared banished.
AND MY AXE
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I love how Jiro has the ability to make a post that sounds like reprimanding but also just blends right into the thread so as to be unnoticeable even as he repeats himself. You can always count on Jiro.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
Is that even physically possible?
YOU HAVE MY BOW!
(SPOILER)You guys seriously already ruined it? You EVEN QUOTED THE FUTURE?! Jesus.
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What guarantee do you offer that this thread can even survive?
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
I love this idea.
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Personally, as an American, in America, I dislike the concept of Monarch's. It's so unamerican. In America.
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