Elwood70
Torn & Frayed.
Yep; they always go fast...
The Trolls Of Freeones Talk
- Thread starter joilover
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Yep; they always go fast...
I would like to get along with everyone on this site, but the general attitude here is "ignore reason, and attack other people personally".
Says the guy who starts a thread outing people who he hasn't immediately gotten along with.
squallumz
knows petras secret: she farted.
just throwing this out there, that's mainly because you came out with this particular thread which does nothing but beg for people to rag on you. just sayin...
Elwood70
Torn & Frayed.
The attitude is what you make it.Don't like a thread; or the tone of the replies, don't respond to it. A lot of the supposed "personal attacks" are just ball-busting. It took me some time to realize that. During that time; I kept my fucking mouth - and hands - silent. People only rile you up as much as you let them.
exactly.
Once upon a time there were three billy goats, who were to go up to the hillside to make themselves fat, and the name of all three was "Gruff."
On the way up was a bridge over a cascading stream they had to cross; and under the bridge lived a great ugly troll , with eyes as big as saucers, and a nose as long as a poker.
So first of all came the youngest Billy Goat Gruff to cross the bridge.
"Trip, trap, trip, trap! " went the bridge.
"Who's that tripping over my bridge?" roared the troll .
"Oh, it is only I, the tiniest Billy Goat Gruff , and I'm going up to the hillside to make myself fat," said the billy goat, with such a small voice.
"Now, I'm coming to gobble you up," said the troll.
"Oh, no! pray don't take me. I'm too little, that I am," said the billy goat. "Wait a bit till the second Billy Goat Gruff comes. He's much bigger."
"Well, be off with you," said the troll.
A little while after came the second Billy Goat Gruff to cross the bridge.
Trip, trap, trip, trap, trip, trap, went the bridge.
"Who's that tripping over my bridge?" roared the troll.
"Oh, it's the second Billy Goat Gruff , and I'm going up to the hillside to make myself fat," said the billy goat, who hadn't such a small voice.
"Now I'm coming to gobble you up," said the troll.
"Oh, no! Don't take me. Wait a little till the big Billy Goat Gruff comes. He's much bigger."
"Very well! Be off with you," said the troll.
But just then up came the big Billy Goat Gruff .
Trip, trap, trip, trap, trip, trap! went the bridge, for the billy goat was so heavy that the bridge creaked and groaned under him.
"Who's that tramping over my bridge?" roared the troll.
"It's I! The big Billy Goat Gruff ," said the billy goat, who had an ugly hoarse voice of his own.
"Now I 'm coming to gobble you up," roared the troll.
Well, come along! I've got two spears,
And I'll poke your eyeballs out at your ears;
I've got besides two curling-stones,
And I'll crush you to bits, body and bones.
That was what the big billy goat said. And then he flew at the troll, and poked his eyes out with his horns, and crushed him to bits, body and bones, and tossed him out into the cascade, and after that he went up to the hillside. There the billy goats got so fat they were scarcely able to walk home again.
On the way up was a bridge over a cascading stream they had to cross; and under the bridge lived a great ugly troll , with eyes as big as saucers, and a nose as long as a poker.
So first of all came the youngest Billy Goat Gruff to cross the bridge.
"Trip, trap, trip, trap! " went the bridge.
"Who's that tripping over my bridge?" roared the troll .
"Oh, it is only I, the tiniest Billy Goat Gruff , and I'm going up to the hillside to make myself fat," said the billy goat, with such a small voice.
"Now, I'm coming to gobble you up," said the troll.
"Oh, no! pray don't take me. I'm too little, that I am," said the billy goat. "Wait a bit till the second Billy Goat Gruff comes. He's much bigger."
"Well, be off with you," said the troll.
A little while after came the second Billy Goat Gruff to cross the bridge.
Trip, trap, trip, trap, trip, trap, went the bridge.
"Who's that tripping over my bridge?" roared the troll.
"Oh, it's the second Billy Goat Gruff , and I'm going up to the hillside to make myself fat," said the billy goat, who hadn't such a small voice.
"Now I'm coming to gobble you up," said the troll.
"Oh, no! Don't take me. Wait a little till the big Billy Goat Gruff comes. He's much bigger."
"Very well! Be off with you," said the troll.
But just then up came the big Billy Goat Gruff .
Trip, trap, trip, trap, trip, trap! went the bridge, for the billy goat was so heavy that the bridge creaked and groaned under him.
"Who's that tramping over my bridge?" roared the troll.
"It's I! The big Billy Goat Gruff ," said the billy goat, who had an ugly hoarse voice of his own.
"Now I 'm coming to gobble you up," roared the troll.
Well, come along! I've got two spears,
And I'll poke your eyeballs out at your ears;
I've got besides two curling-stones,
And I'll crush you to bits, body and bones.
That was what the big billy goat said. And then he flew at the troll, and poked his eyes out with his horns, and crushed him to bits, body and bones, and tossed him out into the cascade, and after that he went up to the hillside. There the billy goats got so fat they were scarcely able to walk home again.
C
cindy CD/TV
Guest
Here's a couple of ideas:
"A Bridge (Gone) Too Far: The Misadventures of a Disco-loving Troll"
or
"A Bridge to Nowhere: A Troll Sportman's Guide to Fishing"
xfire
New Twitter/X @cxffreeman
Here's the post that started the exchange between joilover and myself that pissed him off at me so much. Like I said earlier, I've never irritated anyone so much with so little effort.
Hondarobot
Banned
I've been seeing this Joilover posting recently, and he seems to be a typical internet forum weirdo. Just like TheSpokenWheel.
Strange people, but they post constantly, so it keeps the forum moving along. It's grease for the wheels.
Strange people, but they post constantly, so it keeps the forum moving along. It's grease for the wheels.
I'm not sure what's more disgusting; Dan Savage's definition of "Santorum" like you're talking about, or Santorum the man.
Now on this, we can agree!
One day I'm gonna get a drivers license and buy me a 244 DL, the best damn car there is.
vodkazvictim
Why save the world, when you can rule it?
Whatever you say.
I've just dealt with too many kids making BS claims.
EG: My uncle's friend flew F22s over Iraq and he says that when he flew F22s over Iraq and had mock dogfights for fun with Typhoon pilots, the F22 always won." This was said at a time when neither plane had flown over Iraq. To the best of my knowledge, this is still the case.
EG2: "I got talking to a guy from the RAF and he says that originally the Typhoon had a twin tail planned, but for cost reasons the single tail of a Tornado was substituted."
EG3: "The Typhoon's top speed is mach 1.5" Mach 1.5 is in fact the Typhoon's supercruise speed.
Compare yourself, who volounteered the info that you used to work on military aircraft out of the blue, to the most common experience I have of getting information out of military/ex-military on the net, which is like getting blood out of a stone, and this leads me to conclude that you fall into the fallacious statement child category.
You're almost certainly correct. But you know what I'm like when it comes to getting along.
I know you are, but what am I?
Mostly comprised of my stuff, right?
Mayhem
Banned
No, not really. When you are being a Freeones poster, you do alright. When you try to come off as a military expert and go off on the tangents that you like to go on, then you get me reflecting about what a doofus you are. But even for that, sometimes you manage to hit the dartboard, if only occasionally and by accident.
