The Gun's Challenge to the Cellar Dwellers
 

To My Fellow Cellar Dwellers,
during my short but gratifying time here in the dregs of the internet universe I have realized many of us resort to name calling and making fun of eachother instead presenting relevant arguement. I, for one, would much rather read real debate. So, I challenge each of you to this: no more name calling or child like responses. If you don't like what someone wrote, tell them why and explain why you feel differently. Let us act, once again, like well educated adults. The gauntlet has been thrown, My Dear Readers. Much love from the Gun, the Nicotinegun, that is. Let's start........................................................................................................................................NOW!!!!

oh shut your poopy mouth you poopy head !!!!!!!!

:notworthy Tell it like it is!

Oh Pie, you festering heap of parrot droppings, quit kissing Zips A**. Zip, I am personally offended by your use of the word "poopy head." My mom has Poopyhead syndrome. And as for NIC, you forgot the "s" in debate you Jessie Jackson wannabe.


Personally, I think that I am very mature...so....naner naner naaaaner!

Phhhhtttt!

Nicotene, what you've actually stumbled into is the world's most tightly knit collection of deconstructionists. Our name calling is actually a well reasoned and intellectually rigorous refutation of opposing views, but you're too locked in your own cultural language games to understand it.

Be free, man. Drink the kool-aid, read Foucault, become one of us! Pomo, baby, Pomo!

COCK!

:lol2:

I'm not real sure, but I think I resent being referred to as sub par, Internet-wise. One has to wonder whether or not we've all been offended first, and are now being challenged to respond in a creative, but not necessarily civil, manner.

BTW...it is "Cellar Dwellars", not Dwellers. Yes, we know it is improper spelling.

I think he'll figure it out.

He seems trainable. ([Stripes]what kind of training? "ARMY TRAINING, SIR!"[/Stripes])

wasn't it: "BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRARMY TRAINING SIR!" :D

"Sub par" Els? I distinctly remember being collectively referred to as "the dregs of the internet universe". This was immediatley followed by "no more name calling". And then he says let's tawk.

Now what is it this guy really wants? An end to name calling or a converstation in the cellar?





*mumbles something about the heat in the kitchen*

I have a link to a nice little scapbooking forum that he might want to consider joining instead. Lot's of spirited discussions on embelishments without the name calling.

I've beat up much bigger women than Radar
 

What I was getting at was that some of you, Lookout, Gaydar, and Lumberjackoff, jump to name calling in the typical manner of the Neo-Demoncrats. It is fucking ridiculous how quick they are to skip the Goddamn thought process of actually formulating a well thought out, precise arguement and rely on playground tactics by saying, "you're a traitor, you're a dickhead."
Well no fucking shit, Little Beaver, it's no wonder GW won the election with people like you on the opposing team. God Damn!!!! As far as cute little code words you have for one and other, who gives a rats ass. I came here to do one thing: debate issues. You can't do that so lets get messy!

Whoever wrote the poopy thing, Thank you. It was very funny. I laughed quite extensively.

Radar drinks his own pee and sleeps with a binky in his mouth.

Please refer to the legendary Monty Python skit, "The Argument Clinic".

Radar may be a jerk, but he's *our* jerk, damnit. You have to be here for awhile before you start tossing around the furniture, man. How would you feel if I came to your house for the first time and shit on the rug? You'd be pissed. If we were well-acquainted, pals maybe, you'd just tell me to clean it up after I felt better.

You haven't been around long enough to shit on the rug, for sure.

And of those three, Lumberjim is the only Democrat. Or at least he might be, but I know that Radar and Lookout certainly aren't.

What you (or at least the troll persona you're using) don't seem to get is that it's not your views that generate the name calling. The three people you listed couldn't have more different views from each other. It's your lack of style.

Well, let me just say that I am a total moron for even bothering to look at this thread and even bigger one for taking the time to reply to it.

I am reserving all name-calling of my reply to refer to myself only and no one else. :cool:

i honestly have no idea what i am . i'd have to say libertarian if pressed cuz i tend to agree with a lot of what radar and UT say. but i prefer to be a pickandchoosist as i am about religion.

oh, and right on about the new guy. it's not the message so much as the delivery. obviously a sociopath. probably a bed wetter, too.

This is my new favorite thread. Thank you, Baby Jesus. :)

Do you propose a debate about the use of names?

I suggest, although risky in abundance (like beading or colorful fringe), well done name calling (like a crisp corded edge) can bring much to a written debate.
Point 1: color and character, give it some zing and lubrication
Point 2: reveal underlying emotional content, to be used by either party in further volley
Point 3: derail the banter into more interesting tangents unconsidered beforehand

So what is well done?
1. Surprising associations
2. Timed and spare- you got to wait for it
3. Nested within a larger observation

stale flour tortilla breath

Eh, ya sputterin gluttblower

See how it works GUN , you take your self TOO seriously and you get fucked with !!!!!
Hell it was TOOOOOO EASY !!!!!!! ;) ( Thanks folks , I knew NO body could resist messing with him )

You have to have a thick skin around here ,you ain't the first or the last to be cornfused or pissed off , as Splode said you ain't been around long enough to jump up there with the big dogs , lay back , chill , read some . comment little , throw a few jokes around , and DON'T just talk out of your ass , be able to cite your sorces for spefic info , be cause the reaseach center that is the body of the cellar will SMACK you DOWN !!! FAST !!!!!!!

Well, this IS the dregs of the internet universe. The place is called "the Cellar," not "the Penthouse," for a reason. Give me a moment and I'll remember what the reason is. Meanwhile, I'm supposed to call someone a name? hmmmm...

OK, Lookout is a wussy boy who reads Canadian poetry! :p

thanks HM. that was a more mature response than i was preparing.

NG you sound pretty bitter. do you feel inadequate in some way? maybe it's your rank? feel stuck as a SPC with that next stripe juuuust out of reach?

edit: oh, yeah i forgot to call you a name. cumbubble breath seems appropriate.

Cock gobbler.

Gobble Gobble Gobble!!!!


(I couldn't resist joining in the fun)

Ass Maggots
 

Okay, I'm laughing. This is good stuff here. So here are some of my own

Fuck Chop

Ass Maggot

Ass Monkey

Ass Hat

Asshole Jerk

Dick Muncher

NASA Monkey-this is used to describe someone who has a job a NASA Monkey could perform. Only used toward the people who act like their job is very important and could not be performed by someone of lesser intelligence.

Warch Speed Ahead
 

[quote=warch]Do you propose a debate about the use of names?

The point was debate with something profound. If I say something to the effect that Liberals have the tendency to jump to use the race card during elections, don't reply with, "You are dumb." Give me something, and then call me dumb.

Willie Horton

you dumb bunny you.

Shut up, all you goddamn Hippies! Yer pissing me off!

floppy beef-curtains

Challenge in the Cellar comes in the form of daily by-play and interaction here. We don't need to square off, walk ten paces and then turn and shoot. Shooting from the hip at the sign of the slightest eye-twitch, that's more what we're like here. Reacting faster than the speed of thought.

Challenge The Cellar through words and actions, not through transparent posturing.

And I really did like your poetry. Cumbreath.

didn't NG refer to bukakke in some thread or other? And nobody was offended at that, were they? Oh, NOoooooooooooooooooooooo. Just when I say it.

Anyway. His poetry sucks. :)

herpes invested anal pustule



:eek:

that was the first repsonse to my signature. he's new. he'll get used to the format.


pickle chugger

empty headedanimal food trough water! I fart in your general direction! You mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!

/POLITE/ Is there anybody else we could talk to? /POLITE/

ridiculous french accent/ No, now go away or I shall taunt you a second time-a!/ riduculous french accent

/Wistful/ Well, by now LJ should be in love with both of us. //Wistful//

... and they were forced to eat Robins minstrels... and there was much rejoicing (sp?)... Yayyy!!!

Swooooooon! :love:

I'm so ready.

What kind of thrillseeker are you anyway?

http://jesda.spilky.com/mousetrap-thumb.jpg

You swallow.

Thanks wolf. Are you Glock Wolf?

LMAO! Where the hell did you find THAT? :lol2:

Ok - here's a funny one I read on another forum (apparently it was from a movie)

I'm gonna fuckstart your face.

Bwaahahahahhaaaa - I have no idea what it means, but it sure sounds funny!!

My infamy precedes me, I see. Yep. That is I.

[quote=seakdivers]Ok - here's a funny one I read on another forum (apparently it was from a movie)

I'm gonna fuckstart your face.

First off, that is hilarious. Second, I believe it was Way of the Gun with Benecio Deltoro. I could be wrong, but think that is the one.

Glock Wolf, pleasure to meet your aquaintance...if I spelled aquaintance wrong forgive me I haven't slept yet. I'm making this site a new MOS.

Pleasure to meet you as well, Mr. Gun! Enjoy your stay.

"floppy beef-curtains"
indeed!

Yet another dazzling thread from a snivelling 'tenchen- ho' of a cum receptacle.

Dwellar Tip: If you can't get replies any other way, piss somebody off with a "hey this is ME , I'm Mr. Cool" post.

Let the games begin again..... :)

i appologize for that

Who Told you you could crawl out from under that rock and flap your chops ASS Monkey ???

Can't we all get along? :)

Not quite. But if we all did, somebody with a taste for the sour would complain his teeth were rotting out from all the sweety-sweet-sweet. Or that his blood sugar had gone to 250mg/dL.

Hmm. "Cumbreath," "bukkakke," and a plea for all of us to get along, together... sounds like the best venue for this combination is some no-holes-barred-not-even-the-ear-canals virtual-sex room, where the only virus you can catch is on your computer. The wise sexual athlete uses Linux -- no viruses.

Which brings to mind X-rated penguin images.

Okay. Splortch, y'all.