Funny Pictures Thread. It begins again

GasBandit

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There were hints of it in mine, too, but I kept repeating my mantra to her: "If there is more than one way to interpret anything I say, and one of those ways makes you sad or angry, rest assured I meant the OTHER meaning."
 
Yes, but it is her passion which excites you, not the magnitude of her disconnect from reality.
(I mean, unless it is, in which case you'll take what's coming to you and LOVE it)

--Patrick
 

GasBandit

Staff member
Yes, but it is her passion which excites you, not the magnitude of her disconnect from reality.
(I mean, unless it is, in which case you'll take what's coming to you and LOVE it)

--Patrick
We're splitting hairs to a degree. You're telling me "It's not the orange you enjoy but the natural sugars and citric acid." But I would assert that a sane, grounded, sensible, rational person is almost never reliably as passionate as a crazy fuck-you-to-death bitch. This is not a tendency I am alone in noticing. It's also the reason Sasha Grey's name stands out among other porn stars.
 
We're splitting hairs to a degree.
I don't think so, really. All I'm proposing is that your stated excitement does not derive from her insanity, rather from a byproduct of that insanity. I am asserting that you don't love passionate people because they are crazy, you love crazy people because they are passionate.

I run into this sort of thing all the time. Personally, I assign a measurable distinction between "a cold rainy afternoon" and "a rainy cold afternoon." The first is a rainy afternoon which also happens to be cold, while the second is a cold afternoon which also happens to be rainy. It is a subtle distinction, but one which predisposes me to more easily understand set theory, I guess.

What, you're not enjoying the irony of a simple comment becoming an escalating argument? :p
Subtle distinctions are all that separate us from apes, y'know.
We're all different in our own special way! :minionhappy:

--Patrick
 
It just saddens me to hear about ladies who might make men believe we all sound like shrewish sitcom wives.
Oh no no, I don't think that's a common belief at all. We (and I'm speaking for men here, I'm pretty sure the entire gender gave me the go ahead) don't think all women are like that. But it's the loudest, craziest ones that stick out.

Just like not all men are jerks, but women (yay, more sweeping generalizations!) tend to remember those.
 
It's in Edmonton, so does it still count? I don't know what the rules are like in Canada.

--Patrick
Well, the sexual harassment suit would be against whoever printed that out and taped it to her actual delivery, because that sure ain't they way adult materials are sent through the mail. Also, a cursory Google search yields no results for an adult company with the name DILDOES, DILDOES, DILDOES, and if there's one thing the internet is good for, its for finding the source for porn and its various accoutrements.

:p

My honest guess is that it was an april fools joke of some kind and that's their actual home.
 
Google search yields no results for an adult company with the name DILDOES, DILDOES, DILDOES
Try it without the extra E's. I would, but I'm at work right now.
My honest guess is that it was an april fools joke of some kind and that's their actual home.
There's a really good chance it's the desk of an independent contractor of some sort (or else a person who hires a lot of independent contractors), but if she's operating out of her own home, I'm surprised she would have spent so much time decorating her monitor like that.

--Patrick
 
I think about stuff like this often when I'm on Tumblr. There's a sizable population on that site who think the world needs to adjust to them, rather than them getting counseling so they can learn to adjust to the world. I'm all for trying to make the world a better place, but you can't expect it to just be that way, and you certainly can't expect it to curtail to one person's particular disorders, gender identities, and sexual identity with sixteen different sub-categories. There are 8 billion of us and we all have problems.
 
I think about stuff like this often when I'm on Tumblr. There's a sizable population on that site who think the world needs to adjust to them, rather than them getting counseling so they can learn to adjust to the world. I'm all for trying to make the world a better place, but you can't expect it to just be that way, and you certainly can't expect it to curtail to one person's particular disorders, gender identities, and sexual identity with sixteen different sub-categories. There are 8 billion of us and we all have problems.
I saw someone message a blog the other day asking that 'humans' be tagged because they identified as a furry and found people disgusting.

The blog owner told them to fuck off, basically.
 
I saw someone message a blog the other day asking that 'humans' be tagged because they identified as a furry and found people disgusting.

The blog owner told them to fuck off, basically.
Good.

A friend got a message telling her not to post feminist stuff on her blog, because feminism was that person's trigger. She told him to fuck off, too.
 
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