Originally posted by reader1107😴 Me neither to be honest, i just pointed out that most of the insults on page 1 of the rec page were made against red, ergo they could just as easily be taken away by getting rid of red as getting rid of the rec system. Unfortunately that equates to a personal attack.
Yes, but I don't understand some of what's going on.
I expect this thread to be added to the battle ground soon. . . that's life, i guess 😴
Originally posted by huckleberryhoundYeah, that's the conversation I don't understand. He also started a rec thread himself (that's still there), proving himself to be part of the problem rather than part of the solution, so your words were right on. So what crossroads are you at? And who in that small clan is so all-powerful that if they turn against you you'll be toast? I must be dumber than I thought.
😴 Me neither to be honest, i just pointed out that most of the insults on page 1 of the rec page were made against red, ergo they could just as easily be taken away by getting rid of red as getting rid of the rec system. Unfortunately that equates to a personal attack.
I expect this thread to be added to the battle ground soon. . . that's life, i guess 😴
Originally posted by RookRAKYeah, we're not so hot as an axis of evil. I haven't noticed us doing much in the way of wreaking havoc and ruining lives.
😴😴 i've gotten used to not understanding ... 😴😴😴 i'm perpetually puzzled here 😴😴😴
i do wonder however, since i am a charter member of the axis of evil, how so much is going on without my involvement ... 😴😴
Originally posted by reader1107I missed the toast part ?
Yeah, that's the conversation I don't understand. He also started a rec thread himself (that's still there), proving himself to be part of the problem rather than part of the solution, so your words were right on. So what crossroads are you at? And who in that small clan is so all-powerful that if they turn against you you'll be toast? I must be dumber than I thought.
I think they're talking about their crusade against Phlabbs clan, a crusade i've never been on, and one i think a few people are a bit unhealthily proactive in.
You don't bait people constantly and expect no response.
T'was the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that ST. NICHOLAS soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONNER and BLITZEN!
To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL,
AND TO ALL
A GOOD-NIGHT."
😴 😴 😴
Originally posted by huckleberryhoundUnfortunately that equates to a personal attack??
😴 Me neither to be honest, i just pointed out that most of the insults on page 1 of the rec page were made against red, ergo they could just as easily be taken away by getting rid of red as getting rid of the rec system. Unfortunately that equates to a personal attack.
I expect this thread to be added to the battle ground soon. . . that's life, i guess 😴
Get real!
That is a personal attack, you doofus.
I'm done with you Huck.