Fashion Board 2-3-04 to 3-5-04

[SlaveNoMore]

Originally posted by ABBAKiss
Is anyone actually reading all these shitty poems? I think I am a sound/sight bite person. Solid text or line and line of blahditty blah blah poetry is booooooooorrrrring.

Not in the least. Ergo, I give you 2004's Best Actress Oscar Winner:

[dtb]

Originally posted by greatwhitenorthchick
I think it's "you're not he". I could be wrong though. dtb?

[Sniff.] You make me so proud!

[ABBAKiss]

Originally posted by SlaveNoMore
Sight Bite

That's more like it.

[leagleaze]

Originally posted by idle acts
nasty poem

Some of you people are just nasty.

[idle acts]

Originally posted by leagleaze
Some of you people are just nasty.

Not at all - I was just being helpful to ABBA.

[dtb]

Originally posted by robustpuppy
This puts me in mind of a Poll: How many of us would rather be English professors?

Do I really need to answer this?


Although I suppose maybe middle-school English is more my true calling...

Nah. English professor it is.

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
You are full of shit and are lying to us and yourself.

You spend a lot of time here. As much as me. You get all pissy when someone (usually paigow) attacks you. You care. Just like everyone else. And you should be ashamed of yourself for acting like you don't. And if you really don't, get lost.

Everyone cares what gets posted here. It is a welcomed distraction to our mundane jobs. When it gets boring and repetitive over here people say so. I bet you've said, "Enough with the [insert boring thread here] let's get back to the tits" plenty of times.

So spare me. You're above no one on this board in terms of how cool you think you are. If you felt the way you think you're coming across, you would spend roughly zero time here.

TM

You're right. I do post here b/c I'm bored. It is a welcome distraction from my somewhat mundane job. I never once said I was cooler than everyone else here. That's b/c I don't care either way. I don't give a shit. I don't understand why that's so hard to believe. Why should I care?

I'm sorry I don't. I think we may be in the minority, but I think there are others like me who take everything here with a grain of salt, a smirk or a shrug. I'm here for pure entertainment. If that involves bitch-slapping some insecure psycho who has played the same gig for months, than so be it. It's fun. Feel free to bitch slap me back. I know there are plenty of times I deserve it. But I don't take offense to any posts. Why should I? No one knows me personally. I'm here to entertain myself. If I find an argument or debate entertaining, I'll engage. If I happen to (on the rare occasion) entertain someone else, well that's just gravy.

[dtb]

Originally posted by Atticus Grinch
This puts me in mind of a Poll: Post the full text or best fragment of your favorite poem. Extra credit for extensive sexual metaphor.

I don't think I'll get any extra credit, and my favorite poem changes every so often, but here's my current lov-ah (I had to weave some kind of sexual innuendo in somehow!):

If I were loved, as I desire to be,
What is there in the great sphere of the earth,
And range of evil between death and birth,
That I should fear,--if I were loved by thee?
All the inner, all the outer world of pain
Clear Love would pierce and cleave, if thou wert mine
As I have heard that, somewhere in the main,
Fresh-water springs come up through bitter brine.
'T were joy, not fear, claspt hand-in-hand with thee,
To wait for death--mute--careless of all ills,
Apart upon a mountain, tho' the surge
Of some new deluge from a thousand hills
Flung leagues of roaring foam into the gorge
Below us, as far on as eye could see.

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Originally posted by pretermitted_child
It's spelled deity.

p(Timmy!)c

When I first read the original post -- I thought, "What's a diety? Someone on a diet?" then I realized it was a typo -- but I resisted the urge to correct it.

I'm masquerading as a pagan so I have to give something up for lent.

[dtb]

Originally posted by idle acts
There once was man from Nantucket,
Whose cock was so big he could suck it.
He said with a grin
Wiping sperm from his chin
If my ear was a cunt I could Fuck it.


* This is NOT my favorite poem. I am responding to ABBAKiss' question.

I thought the fourth line was "As he wiped off his chin" -- I suppose either works.

[dtb]

Originally posted by notcasesensitive
Le singe est sur la branche...

I cannot help but be reminded of the classic film "Groundhog Day" when he recites a few lines from a French poem (and dammit, but I can't remember the poem) after goofing up the day before and remarking what a "waste of time" it was to major in French poetry.

[Atticus Grinch]

Originally posted by notcasesensitive
Le singe est sur la branche...

This reminds me of the time we were dining at Le Moulin de Ponceau in Chartres, and Michael asked for "la pâtisserie a formé comme un cygne," and the waiter nearly fell into the millstream from laughing, because what he had actually said was "formé comme une singe." Oh, how we laughed!

Good times, good times.

[greatwhitenorthchick]

Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
I know it's a song, but I'm incapable of thinking of Leonard Cohen as anything but a poet.

Same here. My favorite snippet is from "Everybody knows"

Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you've been faithful
Ah give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you've been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
And everybody knows

Not my favorite song (that is Sisters of Mercy), but I love that part of the song. Full lyrics here
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/leona...bodyknows.html

[Pretty Little Flower]

Originally posted by Atticus Grinch
This reminds me of the time we were dining at Le Moulin de Ponceau in Chartres, and Michael asked for "la pâtisserie a formé comme un cygne," and the waiter nearly fell into the millstream from laughing, because what he had actually said was "formé comme une singe." Oh, how we laughed!

Good times, good times.

Oh mon Dieu! Has *everyone* had this same experience! For me it was in Lyons, and the part of Michael was played by doe-eyed maiden named Heather, but the story is otherwise spot on!

[baltassoc]

Originally posted by Atticus Grinch
This reminds me of the time we were dining at Le Moulin de Ponceau in Chartres, and Michael asked for "la pâtisserie a formé comme un cygne," and the waiter nearly fell into the millstream from laughing, because what he had actually said was "formé comme une singe." Oh, how we laughed!

Good times, good times.

Fuck. I'm sorry I even brought it up.* Why does it always have to come back to Flinty?

*I still think it's a great poem, and almost makes the four fucking years I spent in French class worth it. Almost, but not quite. And even though she doesn't deserve it, I am putting this in a footnote just to piss off Paigow. And Thurgreed, since by doing so I'm simply repeating a not-funny insider joke that has been beaten to death.