Why does EVERYONE on the GB have a seething hatred for LT?

i don't. i like him, except when he does exceptionally mean things, then i give him a swift kick in the ass! yes! swift kick!
 
I don't. He can be irritating, he is often full of shit, but I sense that he is a just man--although a bit too tightly wound.
 
It's not hatred, it is exasperation.

It's like being in the middle of a nice day, relaxed, bite of chocolate in one hand, taking in the breeze, relaxed.

Big screeching record...

YOU! YOU THERE!

YES YOU!

FUCK YOU!

YOU BITCH! YOU'VE BEEN THINKING BAD THINGS! ADMIT IT!

GODDAMN IT YOU! STOP EATING CHOCOLATE AND LISTEN!

FUCK! NOBODY LISTENS TO ME! YOU KEEP ON EATING CHOCOLATE!!

FUCK!

Stuff like that.

Annoying.

I giggle and go on.

But he's sad if I don't say. What, I like chocolate?
 
Because a lot of people thought they could prove an argument of mine wrong. Then I came forward with tons of documented facts to back it up and they got mad and started talking shit. Rinse. Repeat.

But now that the national public opinion polls are starting to side with me I am noticing the LT hating has subsided on the GB... I suppose that most of the irritants who despise me now have far too many angry neighbors to argue with instead. :D
 
LovingTongue said:
Because a lot of people thought they could prove an argument of mine wrong. Then I came forward with tons of documented facts to back it up and they got mad and started talking shit. Rinse. Repeat.

But now that the national public opinion polls are starting to side with me I am noticing the LT hating has subsided on the GB... I suppose that most of the irritants who despise me now have far too many angry neighbors to argue with instead. :D

Am I allowed to not give a damn one way or the other without being forced to have an opinion?
 
Not me. He steps over the bounds of taste on occasion, but I like him.
 
I don't know him but he has been on my ignore for the longest time. I can't remember what made him get there in the first place, but none of his quoted-by-others posts have changed my mind.
 
LovingTongue said:
Because a lot of people thought they could prove an argument of mine wrong. Then I came forward with tons of documented facts to back it up and they got mad and started talking shit. Rinse. Repeat.

But now that the national public opinion polls are starting to side with me I am noticing the LT hating has subsided on the GB... I suppose that most of the irritants who despise me now have far too many angry neighbors to argue with instead. :D

That would pretty much be it right there.

I have opinions about changing events.

I don't care about polls or having them quoted. It would be nice to know what you felt about changing events, but do your opinions change, or do you use changing events to reinforce a position?

If you say what you say, great. If you say the same thing over and over and make no adjustments to anyone else's response, that's really, really boring, and that's what people respond to.

If you want to prove you're right, that's different. That's what I don't care for and having someone "prove" an opinion by sheer repetition and using stronger and stronger wording isn't something I enjoy in my personal life or in my entertainment.

This isn't a lobby or an election. I'm not a focus group.

If you sound like a talking point, I can get that from the news.
 
LT's new job

LT finally gets off his ass and goes looking for a job. He walks into several places and of course gets turned down. It seems they see his bad attitude a mile away. Well somewhere along the line he sees a place called an "EMPLOYMENT AGENCY" , so being the bright fellow he is he walks in and says "I wants a jawb"

The lady behind the county says "Thats excellent sir, but first you must take this apptitude test".

Taken aback, LT replies, "TEST?, I dont know, I dont do too good on them tests!"

Understanding LT's apprehension, the lady explains. "Dont worry sir, you cant fail, its just a test to see which profession you'll happiest in and best suited for in life".

"Oh ..OK! That sounds good! I'll take it then!"

So LT sits down and fills in the answers to the test on the computer card and then turns it back in for her to put in the computer. He then sits quietly and watches as the results appear on her monitor.

BIMM
HY
BAR
T PCT

Confused at first by this strange code he nonetheless uses his higher intellectual powers to deduct its answer.

After a few moments of nervous anticipation on LTs part, the woman returns to her desk, reads her monitor and smiles at LT and announces "Congratulations! It looks like we have your job!"

LT, busting with pride, gushes as he points to each word on her screen, "I know what it is! It says I'm gonna be working for the BIMM company......... in Hawaii............at a BAR....makin' ten percent!!!!!!"

The women smiles and replies, No sir Im sorry, It says....

Be In Mississippi Monday, Have Your Black Ass Ready To Pick Cotton Tuesday!
 
BlueEyesInLevis said:
I dont hate him. He's too insignificant to hate.

Too insignificant huh?

He sure ruffles your quilt every day and you do hate him for that.
Read your own posts.
 
woody54 said:
Too insignificant huh?

He sure ruffles your quilt every day and you do hate him for that.
Read your own posts.
Just because he's an annoying shit stirrer doesn't make him witty or smart.
 
BlewGuysInLevis finally gets kicked out of his singlewide by his mom and has to venture outside the trailer park for a job. He wanders over to an employment agency and discovers they want applicants with college degrees and who know how to take showers. Of course he chews them out royally, telling them that college degrees and showers are for COMMUNISTS!!! and he got his edumacation watching NASCAR, and then he storms out in a huff. Then he finds out that McDonald's doesn't want his lice-infested, shit-encrusted hands around their french fries. Wal Mart came very close to employing him - until they found out he lacked even the hand-eye coordination for pushing shopping carts. He leaves screaming hateful invectives at all the Mexican illegals who got his job instead.

So one day he sees a black man in a 3 piece suit and a briefcase walking into a tall office building and screams "SHOULDN'T YOUR BLACK ASS BE OUT PICKING COTTON!!!" and gets his ass kicked, badly.

After leaving the hospital with his teeth in a jar, BlueGuysInLevis is approached by Queersetti who sees his mouth and, with wide open eyes, says he has a job for him.

So from then on, he is known as BlewGuysInLevis! Queersetti's toothless expert cocksuckerservant for fi dolla a spooge!
 
LeahLo519 said:
Just because he's an annoying shit stirrer doesn't make him witty or smart.
I've torn you a new one so often you should never be constipated again. But then again beating you doesn't make one witty or smart, so....
 
BlueEyesInLevis said:
LT finally gets off his ass and goes looking for a job. He walks into several places and of course gets turned down. It seems they see his bad attitude a mile away. Well somewhere along the line he sees a place called an "EMPLOYMENT AGENCY" , so being the bright fellow he is he walks in and says "I wants a jawb"

The lady behind the county says "Thats excellent sir, but first you must take this apptitude test".

Taken aback, LT replies, "TEST?, I dont know, I dont do too good on them tests!"

Understanding LT's apprehension, the lady explains. "Dont worry sir, you cant fail, its just a test to see which profession you'll happiest in and best suited for in life".

"Oh ..OK! That sounds good! I'll take it then!"

So LT sits down and fills in the answers to the test on the computer card and then turns it back in for her to put in the computer. He then sits quietly and watches as the results appear on her monitor.

BIMM
HY
BAR
T PCT

Confused at first by this strange code he nonetheless uses his higher intellectual powers to deduct its answer.

After a few moments of nervous anticipation on LTs part, the woman returns to her desk, reads her monitor and smiles at LT and announces "Congratulations! It looks like we have your job!"

LT, busting with pride, gushes as he points to each word on her screen, "I know what it is! It says I'm gonna be working for the BIMM company......... in Hawaii............at a BAR....makin' ten percent!!!!!!"

The women smiles and replies, No sir Im sorry, It says....

Be In Mississippi Monday, Have Your Black Ass Ready To Pick Cotton Tuesday!

Wow...

Seriously.

Wow.
 
LovingTongue said:
BlewGuysInLevis finally gets kicked out of his singlewide by his mom and has to venture outside the trailer park for a job. He wanders over to an employment agency and discovers they want applicants with college degrees and who know how to take showers. Of course he chews them out royally, telling them that college degrees and showers are for COMMUNISTS!!! and he got his edumacation watching NASCAR, and then he storms out in a huff. Then he finds out that McDonald's doesn't want his lice-infested, shit-encrusted hands around their french fries. Wal Mart came very close to employing him - until they found out he lacked even the hand-eye coordination for pushing shopping carts. He leaves screaming hateful invectives at all the Mexican illegals who got his job instead.

So one day he sees a black man in a 3 piece suit and a briefcase walking into a tall office building and screams "SHOULDN'T YOUR BLACK ASS BE OUT PICKING COTTON!!!" and gets his ass kicked, badly.

After leaving the hospital with his teeth in a jar, BlueGuysInLevis is approached by Queersetti who sees his mouth and, with wide open eyes, says he has a job for him.

So from then on, he is known as BlewGuysInLevis! Queersetti's toothless expert cocksuckerservant for fi dolla a spooge!

This post just sounds like a Mad Libs for topical.

Insert issue here.

Please.
 
LovingTongue said:
I've torn you a new one so often you should never be constipated again. But then again beating you doesn't make one witty or smart, so....
No LT...we've had the same argument with the same result (which in your warped perception means that you handed me my ass) about 400 times and I grew tired of it. Arguing with you is like arguing with a 5 year old or a drunk...no comprehension, just "I win!".
 
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