Posted by Hunter on 28 April 1999 at 23:42:52:

In Reply to: Re: I'm about to do something I said I wouldn't.....Like Host. posted by Utahraptor on 28 April 1999 at 20:31:45:

: Welcome to my world. 6.6 billion people + who just get stoopidier and stoopidier.

Your world? Since when did it fall under your ownership. I certainly hope you don't plan on charging rent, because I sure as fuck am not paying.

If you do, you'd better bring this hellhole up to code before you even think of doing so....

: No. perhaps when people start attacking you for a simple idea with oen tiny little fault, you'll see the real fun.

Yeah, uh huh. Like you're the only one this has ever happened to. I've been attacked for simpler, more faultless ideas. You know, like the one where we call the Duty Drill when we think we're not going to be getting a cab. Yeah, okay, sure, we're gonna eventually get a damn cab, but we might be late, so lets fucking call so we don't get into trouble.

: Amazing what immature asses will do to you. Yet funny how the idiots are never to blame, just the smart ones forced down to their levels.

I'm still trying to figure out who the idiots are. I've met idiots. I've seen a few on this board. I'm not sure the people you're referring to are idiots. Your...animosity towards them makes you think this, is all.

: : I suppose I just chose a side there, didn't I? Well....no, not really. I don't care if I get attacked, because I'm only here for a few more days. By the time I actually get back, this'll be overwith.

: That's a yuppers!

What? Where....?

: : But I had to say something. Actually, I think I still have to. I just have to think about it.

: Good luck thinking. You'll need it.

Not really. Thinking is the only thing I don't need luck for. That might be why I'm never really caught smiling spontaneously -- I think too much. Good luck would probably be cessation of thought. And breathing...

: : Actually, the way I feel right now, everyone is acting dumb, to a certain extent.
: Welcome to my world. Did you ever have that creepy deja vu feeling?

Yeah. Now, I'm going to run up a flight of stairs and find that all the windows have been bricked over or something, right? Oh, no, wait, can't happen -- I can't run.

: : And, really, does it make sense to try and retalliate by posting under someone else's name?

: Sense?! It was consistency I was striving for. It would have ruined everything to post under my name. The whole point was to have another's name appear there. I won't comprimes that for you're idea of sense.

Ah. See.

: : I'm going to finish this off before I start not making sense.....
: Too late!

You're lucky I'm in a good mood....

: : Yeah. I might not be the smartest person that visits this board.

: Understatement othe year!

Okay. My mood is going back to normal. I believe I've just been called an idiot...

: Hell -- I know that to be true. I don't even rank amongst the top ten, I'm sure.
: Bingo!

Where's my trenchcoat....and the PVC pipe.....

: However, I think I can figure things out here.
: HA! ROFLMAO. Good luck with that one.

Forget the PVC...gimme a steel garbage can....

Then again, at least I'm not using some weird chat-acronym for some variant of hysterical laughter. I wonder who the antagonist is here..

: The simplest solution would be, well, for Utahraptor to either cease all that he's done to start this,
: Like post a differing view form Imp's. Not bloody likely.

Yeah. That, and it's, ah, not bloody likely that I even care about different viewpoints, or even what this entire fiasco is about. All I know is that it looks incredibly stoopid.

: or to just cease to exist altogether.
: That's scientifically imposisble. I'll always exist soemhwere, in some form. The one upside to life (however limited it happens to be.)

Given the proper ammount of explosives, and it's virtually possible. At least, there won't be enough of you in large enough pieces to really physically exist, let alone type another message.

Of course, explosives and firearms are so overused these days. I really prefer biologicals and, like, H agents, and stuff. Combinations. Interesting symptoms.

: : I dunno. I'm probably wrong.
: Yup. Why egt rid of the victiomz? Try reading all posts involved first. Anybody. Search thsi baor don Imp's name. S ee hwo he repleis to my idea, with one little flaw. See the language used. Find me one thign in ym post warrant of such retalliation. Jelaousy. I had the idea he never could. So he got made and found oen little error. tehre it is. The whole source. Like Is aid ebfore, I'm into intelligent, decent, mature discussions/debates. Nobody ehre seems able to do it, and those who do, either prove me wrong, ro never have much to debate me with. And nwo,w e cna't evend ebate, cause peopel here can't ahve their views challenged. They believe God created huamns betetr than anybody/thing else. Post to the contrary, adn you're flammed and balmed for being no them.
: The simpliets solutuion toa void all thsi is, delete thsi board. Evena s a specific oriente dtopic baord, peopel will not tolerate an opposing view. This month's baord, and our bibicla debate monthed board proves it. Either this baord ceases to exist entirely, or eevrything will remain as is (so justs tp comign ehre. Nobody's making you.)

Ah, see, Gremlin -- he told me to go away. They don't want me here.

So -- Okay. Fine. You've just pretty much told me to leave the board. That's wonderful.

But then there's this, referring back to the first paragraph about Imp's replies, and the language he used, and whatnot. Let me use that incredibly old, overused phrase "Two wrongs don't make a right".

Granted, things are more interesting there for a while if there's a good arguement going on, but, well, if you really think he's so bad, then why behave like you percieve him to be behaving.

Okay. This is why you don't go online with a headache....shit. That made no sense.

Wait. Yes it does. Nevermind.

: : ~Hunter

: Who jsut losta ll resect as an intelligent amtur, decent being. Incideantally, I'm sure you're trenchcoat wearing makes you a big a problem as in Colorado.

Oh, I dunno. Your opinion doesn't matter much to me. You see, that's the thing -- I don't care much about what other people think anymore. Unless they're deeply disturbed by me, or unless I happen to hold a lot of respect for them, I just don't give a damn. So your opinions on my intelligence don't really mean a fuck to me.

For that matter, I never claimed to be a mature, decent person. I never strived for that to begin with. In fact, the more indecent I am, the more some people seem to enjoy hanging out with me.

Not that I consider doing utterly indecent things, or, for that matter, being immature to the level of, oh, say, the TeleTubbies, to be an enjoyable thing. I think I'm above that.

: (Now I'm sure soem idiot who misses the point entirely will point out it makes no sense to reply tos oemoen who won't be ehre to read it, but then again, I'm use dto peopel ehre not making much sense in their idiotology.

Ah, but I am here. That's the trick -- no one here, save Gremlin, and maybe anyone who's heard our conversations, knows when exactly I'm leaving, or for how long I will be away....

~Hunter

Follow Ups:

• Re: Now, Why Can't You All Post Like This? Utahraptor 29 April 1999 at 09:38:45 (1)
  • Why? Well, that's simple. They're not me. Thank god for small favours... Hunter 30 April 1999 at 02:49:39 (0)