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I still pwn you in every possible way. Game over man! GAME OVER! I win an' u r still teh dummi. :cool:
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Not at all, go back to near death experiances and read my posts. I corrected you, but then went on to my MORE important reasons for my argument. You on the other hand, aside from ruining another good post, are simply arguing based on language.
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ARTHUR: Old woman! DENNIS:Man! ARTHUR:Man. Sorry. What knight lives in that castle over there? DENNIS:I'm thirty-seven. ARTHUR:I-- what? DENNIS:I'm thirty-seven. I'm not old. ARTHUR:Well, I can't just call you 'Man'. DENNIS:Well, you could say 'Dennis'. ARTHUR:Well, I didn't know you were called 'Dennis'. DENNIS:Well, you didn't bother to find out, did you? ARTHUR:I did say 'sorry' about the 'old woman', but from the behind you looked-- DENNIS:What I object to is that you automatically treat me like an inferior! ARTHUR:Well, I am King! DENNIS:Oh, King, eh, very nice. And how d'you get that, eh? By exploiting the workers! By 'anging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society. If there's ever going to be any progress with the-- WOMAN: Dennis, there's some lovely filth down here. Oh! How d'you do? ARTHUR:How do you do, good lady? I am Arthur, King of the Britons. Who's castle is that? WOMAN:King of the who? ARTHUR:The Britons. WOMAN:Who are the Britons? ARTHUR:Well, we all are. We are all Britons, and I am your king. WOMAN:I didn't know we had a king. I thought we were an autonomous collective. DENNIS:You're fooling yourself. We're living in a dictatorship: a self-perpetuating autocracy in which the working classes-- WOMAN:Oh, there you go bringing class into it again. DENNIS:That's what it's all about. If only people would hear of-- ARTHUR:Please! Please, good people. I am in haste. Who lives in that castle? WOMAN:No one lives there. ARTHUR:Then who is your lord? WOMAN:We don't have a lord. ARTHUR:What? DENNIS:I told you. We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week,... ARTHUR:Yes. DENNIS:...but all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special bi-weekly meeting... ARTHUR:Yes, I see. DENNIS:...by a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs,... ARTHUR:Be quiet! DENNIS:...but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more major-- ARTHUR:Be quiet! I order you to be quiet! WOMAN:Order, eh? Who does he think he is? Heh. ARTHUR:I am your king! WOMAN:Well, I didn't vote for you. ARTHUR:You don't vote for kings. WOMAN:Well, how did you become King, then? ARTHUR:The Lady of the Lake,... [angels sing] ...her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. [singing stops] That is why I am your king! DENNIS:Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony. ARTHUR:Be quiet! DENNIS:Well, but you can't expect to wield supreme executive power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you! ARTHUR:Shut up! DENNIS:I mean, if I went 'round saying I was an emperor just because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away! ARTHUR:Shut up, will you? Shut up! DENNIS:Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system. ARTHUR:Shut up! DENNIS:Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help! Help! I'm being repressed! ARTHUR:Bloody peasant! DENNIS:Oh, what a give-away. Did you hear that? Did you hear that, eh? That's what I'm on about. Did you see him repressing me? You saw it, didn't you? |
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You should have stuck to only semantics, even that would have gotten you further. :rolleyes:
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Thats why you ran out on the Near death experiances thread? Thats why you dropped all your "arguments" and couldn't defend your position anymore?
I doubt that.
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ARTHUR: Old woman! DENNIS:Man! ARTHUR:Man. Sorry. What knight lives in that castle over there? DENNIS:I'm thirty-seven. ARTHUR:I-- what? DENNIS:I'm thirty-seven. I'm not old. ARTHUR:Well, I can't just call you 'Man'. DENNIS:Well, you could say 'Dennis'. ARTHUR:Well, I didn't know you were called 'Dennis'. DENNIS:Well, you didn't bother to find out, did you? ARTHUR:I did say 'sorry' about the 'old woman', but from the behind you looked-- DENNIS:What I object to is that you automatically treat me like an inferior! ARTHUR:Well, I am King! DENNIS:Oh, King, eh, very nice. And how d'you get that, eh? By exploiting the workers! By 'anging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society. If there's ever going to be any progress with the-- WOMAN: Dennis, there's some lovely filth down here. Oh! How d'you do? ARTHUR:How do you do, good lady? I am Arthur, King of the Britons. Who's castle is that? WOMAN:King of the who? ARTHUR:The Britons. WOMAN:Who are the Britons? ARTHUR:Well, we all are. We are all Britons, and I am your king. WOMAN:I didn't know we had a king. I thought we were an autonomous collective. DENNIS:You're fooling yourself. We're living in a dictatorship: a self-perpetuating autocracy in which the working classes-- WOMAN:Oh, there you go bringing class into it again. DENNIS:That's what it's all about. If only people would hear of-- ARTHUR:Please! Please, good people. I am in haste. Who lives in that castle? WOMAN:No one lives there. ARTHUR:Then who is your lord? WOMAN:We don't have a lord. ARTHUR:What? DENNIS:I told you. We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week,... ARTHUR:Yes. DENNIS:...but all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special bi-weekly meeting... ARTHUR:Yes, I see. DENNIS:...by a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs,... ARTHUR:Be quiet! DENNIS:...but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more major-- ARTHUR:Be quiet! I order you to be quiet! WOMAN:Order, eh? Who does he think he is? Heh. ARTHUR:I am your king! WOMAN:Well, I didn't vote for you. ARTHUR:You don't vote for kings. WOMAN:Well, how did you become King, then? ARTHUR:The Lady of the Lake,... [angels sing] ...her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. [singing stops] That is why I am your king! DENNIS:Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony. ARTHUR:Be quiet! DENNIS:Well, but you can't expect to wield supreme executive power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you! ARTHUR:Shut up! DENNIS:I mean, if I went 'round saying I was an emperor just because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away! ARTHUR:Shut up, will you? Shut up! DENNIS:Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system. ARTHUR:Shut up! DENNIS:Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help! Help! I'm being repressed! ARTHUR:Bloody peasant! DENNIS:Oh, what a give-away. Did you hear that? Did you hear that, eh? That's what I'm on about. Did you see him repressing me? You saw it, didn't you? |
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"Heh, sorry to break it to you, but too bad all your arguments were less than even half-assed piles of shit."
"Well, considering that's how you tried to win several of your previous battles, I figured I'd show you up in that field too." It is completly relevant because you said my arguments were piles of shit, The near death experiances thread has my arguments in them, in which you could not defend your positions, but merely resorted to petty name calling in other threads, proving that you could not defend your position. Do I need to post a link so you can find the thread again and re-read it? K-Your actually saying im the one who needs to STFU, when RE makes THE most useless post on this board? Or perhaps we should all just say "I pwn you all your ugly and I rule" post after every single response on here.
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ARTHUR: Old woman! DENNIS:Man! ARTHUR:Man. Sorry. What knight lives in that castle over there? DENNIS:I'm thirty-seven. ARTHUR:I-- what? DENNIS:I'm thirty-seven. I'm not old. ARTHUR:Well, I can't just call you 'Man'. DENNIS:Well, you could say 'Dennis'. ARTHUR:Well, I didn't know you were called 'Dennis'. DENNIS:Well, you didn't bother to find out, did you? ARTHUR:I did say 'sorry' about the 'old woman', but from the behind you looked-- DENNIS:What I object to is that you automatically treat me like an inferior! ARTHUR:Well, I am King! DENNIS:Oh, King, eh, very nice. And how d'you get that, eh? By exploiting the workers! By 'anging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society. If there's ever going to be any progress with the-- WOMAN: Dennis, there's some lovely filth down here. Oh! How d'you do? ARTHUR:How do you do, good lady? I am Arthur, King of the Britons. Who's castle is that? WOMAN:King of the who? ARTHUR:The Britons. WOMAN:Who are the Britons? ARTHUR:Well, we all are. We are all Britons, and I am your king. WOMAN:I didn't know we had a king. I thought we were an autonomous collective. DENNIS:You're fooling yourself. We're living in a dictatorship: a self-perpetuating autocracy in which the working classes-- WOMAN:Oh, there you go bringing class into it again. DENNIS:That's what it's all about. If only people would hear of-- ARTHUR:Please! Please, good people. I am in haste. Who lives in that castle? WOMAN:No one lives there. ARTHUR:Then who is your lord? WOMAN:We don't have a lord. ARTHUR:What? DENNIS:I told you. We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week,... ARTHUR:Yes. DENNIS:...but all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special bi-weekly meeting... ARTHUR:Yes, I see. DENNIS:...by a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs,... ARTHUR:Be quiet! DENNIS:...but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more major-- ARTHUR:Be quiet! I order you to be quiet! WOMAN:Order, eh? Who does he think he is? Heh. ARTHUR:I am your king! WOMAN:Well, I didn't vote for you. ARTHUR:You don't vote for kings. WOMAN:Well, how did you become King, then? ARTHUR:The Lady of the Lake,... [angels sing] ...her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. [singing stops] That is why I am your king! DENNIS:Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony. ARTHUR:Be quiet! DENNIS:Well, but you can't expect to wield supreme executive power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you! ARTHUR:Shut up! DENNIS:I mean, if I went 'round saying I was an emperor just because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away! ARTHUR:Shut up, will you? Shut up! DENNIS:Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system. ARTHUR:Shut up! DENNIS:Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help! Help! I'm being repressed! ARTHUR:Bloody peasant! DENNIS:Oh, what a give-away. Did you hear that? Did you hear that, eh? That's what I'm on about. Did you see him repressing me? You saw it, didn't you? Last edited by Unit 03; 03-03-2004 at 08:34 PM. |
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Sorry unit03, I haven't read hardly many post of your's at all but when you jump one of THE FOUR you ask for it. You WILL get the LASHING whether it be from me, Evis, Sam or Rotting, if you ask you will receive.
STFU BOON
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