Selling stars..

[supapimp]

just rated you 5, but your still stuck at 2.

[Bugaboo-migration]

Keep thinking that chump.

 

We're not talking about you......we're laughing at you.....there's a difference. And I'm gonna keep doing it.....because you're a chump and it's so easy.....and because it's fun as .

 

C'mon whipping boy........let me hear you cry.

[Illiterati-migration]

We're not talking about you......we're laughing at you.....there's a difference. And I'm gonna keep doing it.....because you're a chump and it's so easy.....and because it's fun as .

 

And because you worship me and you can't NOT talk to me. Again, this hero-worship is a lot pathetic, but incredibly hilarious.

 

Even after I said that you couldn't NOT respond, you went on to prove me right! Keep doing the leg work for me, tiger.

 

 

[Bugaboo-migration]

Here you go chump. You fell for this trick so hard the first time. Let's see if it'll work on you again.

 

 

Before anyone takes umbrage at what I'm about to say, let me explain that MajorKhaos can't control his desire to have everything he wants and to have it now. Without going into all the gory details, let's just say that the corporatism "debate" is not a debate. It is a harangue, a politically motivated, brilliantly publicized, pestiferous attack on progressive ideas. You're probably thinking, "It's hard to fathom just how condescending MajorKhaos is." Well, you're right. But something else you should know is that there is no place in this country where we are safe from his apologists, no place where we are not targeted for hatred and attack. If he continues to defile the air and water in the name of profit, the result can be a tone-deafness, a cluelessness, on matters that are at the center of experience for vast segments of the population. While I am not attempting to argue openly in favor of any particular position, what we have been imparting to him -- or what he has been eliciting from us -- is a half-submerged, barely intended logic, contaminated by wishes and tendencies we prefer not to acknowledge.

 

At first, MajorKhaos just wanted to pervert human instincts by suppressing natural, feral constraints and encouraging abnormal patterns of behavior. Then, he tried to defend authoritarianism, tribalism, and notions of racial superiority. Who knows what he'll do next? Well, while you're deliberating over that, let me ask you another question: Has he ever considered what would happen if a small fraction of his time spent trying to impose a "glass ceiling" that limits our opportunities for promotions in most jobs was instead spent on something productive? Now, not to bombard you with too many questions, but because of his obsession with militarism, the problem with MajorKhaos is not that he's morbid. It's that he wants to carve out space in the mainstream for closed-minded politics.

 

Are his complaints good for the country? The nation's suicide statistics, drug statistics, crime statistics, divorce statistics, and mental illness statistics give us part of the answer. These statistics should make it clear that everybody is probably familiar with the cliche that MajorKhaos's conclusions are a brazen, irascible orgy of denominationalism. Well, there's a lot of truth in that cliche.

 

MajorKhaos's lickspittles say, "Autism is a noble goal." Yes, I'm afraid they really do talk like that. It's the only way for them to conceal that one could truthfully say that MajorKhaos's chums are hardly strangers to Dadaism. But saying that would miss the real point, which is that I'll tell you what we need to do about all the craziness he is mongering. We need to improve the living conditions of the most vulnerable in our society -- the sick, the old, the disabled, the unemployed, and our youth -- all of whose lives are made miserable by MajorKhaos. MajorKhaos's peons tend to fall into the mistaken belief that the laws of nature don't apply to MajorKhaos, mainly because they live inside a MajorKhaos-generated illusion-world and talk only with each other. Looking at it another way, if I seem a bit subhuman, it's only because I'm trying to communicate with him on his own level. Considering that only MajorKhaos could possibly maintain that his vices are the only true virtues, I find it almost laughable how MajorKhaos remains oblivious to the fact that I can't follow his pretzel logic. I do, however, know that I want to make this clear, so that those who do not understand deeper messages embedded within sarcastic irony -- and you know who I'm referring to -- can process my point.

 

When surveyed, only two percent of his habitués agreed with the statement, "MajorKhaos suffers from a pathology of delusion." This is a frightening statistic to those who rely on, or simply support, social tolerance and open-mindedness. His methods are much subtler now than ever before. He is more adept at hidden mind control and his techniques of social brainwash are much more appealingly streamlined and homogenized. Let's keep our fingers crossed that he doesn't conceal information and, occasionally, blatantly lie. All of this once again proves the old saying that MajorKhaos still labors under the outmoded pretense that it's perfectly safe to drink and drive.

 

 

 

 

 

[Illiterati-migration]

Here you go chump. You fell for this trick so hard the first time. Let's see if it'll work on you again.

 

You responded in less than ten minutes this time! Getting faster all the time, Buggy... seriously, when should I file the restraining order?

[Bugaboo-migration]

The theme of this letter is not "MajorKhaos's yes-men should reevaluate their cherished assumptions about commercialism." By now, you've already heard countless arguments running in that vein and are probably pretty sick of them. The theme of this letter is "Pride and solidarity prepare individuals to become partners in an alliance against shabby, peremptory conformism." Before I start, however, I should state that to understand what MajorKhaos's particularly complacent form of autism has encompassed as a movement and as a system of rule, we have to look at its historical context and development as a form of wretched politics that first arose in early twentieth-century Europe in response to rapid social upheaval, the devastation of World War I, and the Bolshevik Revolution. MajorKhaos, do you feel no shame for what you've done? The poisonous wine of solecism had been distilled long before he entered the scene. MajorKhaos is merely the agent decanting the poisonous fluid from its bottle into the jug that is world humanity.

 

I undeniably have no sympathy for him. I'm not going to say why; we all know the reason. If I withheld my feelings on this matter, I'd be no less simple-minded than MajorKhaos. Sometimes, what you don't know can hurt you. In fact, I have said that to MajorKhaos on many occasions, and I will keep on saying it until he stops trying to feed information from sources inside the government to organizations with particularly short-sighted agendas. Nice try to borrow money and spend it on programs that drive us into a state of apoplexy, MajorKhaos. If it is not yet clear that his campaigns are so exact in their scheme, so comprehensive in their scope, that psychotic loonies have adopted and embraced them verbatim ac litteratim, then consider that his methods of interpretation are geared toward the continuation of social stratification under the rubric of "tradition." Funny, that was the same term that MajorKhaos's lickspittles once used to gum up what were once great ideas.

 

Given his current mind-set, he may make it impossible to disturb his uncontrollable gravy train right after he reads this letter. Let him. In the coming days, I will speak out against sleazy popinjays. Throughout history, there has been a clash between those who wish to beat MajorKhaos at his own game and those who wish to rob, steal, cheat, and murder. Naturally, MajorKhaos belongs to the latter category. One final point: MajorKhaos is deliberately manipulating the facts.

 

 

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[Illiterati-migration]

Go boy, go!

[Bugaboo-migration]

You're too easy whipping boy.

[Joanna]

I just rated Andrew 5 as well, and he's still at 2. Who's been picking on Andrew? He seems like a fine fellow, to me.

[Joanna]

Khaos, I just gave you 5 stars for being so nice about putting George back where he belongs.

[jens25e]

I gave everyone 5 stars but the only one that promoted was MajorKhaos from 1 to 2 stars. Sorry, guys.

 

 

[Bugaboo-migration]

Where did my whipping boy MajorKhaos go? I'm not done carving you up yet boy.

 

Come on back fool, I still need to b!tc# slap you around some more and make you look like a chump.

[delekkerste]

Hey Bugaboo,

 

I have to admit that you were not one of my favorite posters a few days ago, but the way you've been ripping MK to shreds has vaulted you up to one of my all-time faves on this Board! Keep up the good work!

 

Gene

[Bugaboo-migration]

........that chump deserves it delekkerste. He might have been able to get under someones skin like Meth's, but I've seen too many fools like him come and go in my day to let a platypus like that bother me. My apologies that we got off on the wrong foot. I was probably just screwing around trying to have some fun. No blood, no foul???

 

platypus - cause the closer you get to them, the uglier they fking look.

[delekkerste]

 

Gene

[fantastic_four]

Will this work instead fantastic_four?

oooooooooooo, yah, baby, you know what I LIKE, give it to me give it to me give it to me

 

The funniest part of that graemlin is the overly satisfied grin the one on top gets during the thrusts.

[fantastic_four]

Oh, the truth comes out! Does the Magneto helmet come into place when the dirty deed is being done?

Only if I'm in the mood and you've been bad enough to require discipline.

[Bugaboo-migration]

Here ya go fantastic_four. I found one that's even more appropriate for you.

[chromium]

What's that Greggy ...you want to see the Magneto Helmet again ??

 

No problem Heeeeeeeeeeere's James...

 

 

 

 

[Illiterati-migration]

I have to admit that you were not one of my favorite posters a few days ago, but the way you've been ripping MK to shreds has vaulted you up to one of my all-time faves on this Board! Keep up the good work!

 

Balki! Do not fear Cousin Larry! Remeber our hilarious antics with those two blonde stewardesses?? Don't feel threatened, Balki... I'm just better than you. It is the way of the world. Some of us (me) are better than others (you).

 

Oh, and Bug, you're still fixated on me. You played a funny little game... one that you neither invented nor mastered... but you have used your one trick. Now all you seem capable of saying is "Hey, I sure got you that time, right? Didn't I? Huh? Huh? Didn't I get you that time?? Huh? :::insert 8-bit graphics here:::" You're nipping at my heels like a little puppy. This makes you (ironically, as I've already stated): both derivative and unoriginal... but worst of all, it makes you pathetic and boring. If you can come up with something WITTY, or at the very least even MARGINALLY insulting, I may feel compelled to once again acknowledge you and thus validate your existence. I won't be holding my breath.

 

But hey! Have fun with Balki! He's completely uninventive and boring! I'm sure you guys will have LOTS to talk about!