Friday Flame War Competition
Been a while since there was an official one.
Now, the competition aspect is limited. I'm not going to do one of those big awards posts. I've run dry on them, pretty much. But I will announce the top ten or top twenty slams, in approximate order of effectiveness.
Slams can be in haiku or prose format. Both will be rewarded. Haikus don't have to be strict, but they have to be approximately haiku-ish. (I know I violate that rule; I'll be better with my haikus.)
Ammunition can be found here, where many people quite retardedly coughed up embarassing information about themselves. If you want to slam someone, search for their name at the post and see what juicy tidbits come up.
People who want to slam others, but who haven't coughed up anything embarassing, really ought to re-visit that post and add something dorky or weird about themselves, just to keep it fair. I'm not sure if stealth flamers will be eligible for making the winner's circle... well, maybe you can make it, but your flame had better be really good. Like George and Donald Trump, I don't like people "flying under the radar."
I'd start out with a search on "VonKreedon" or "Compos Mentis," but that's just me.
Okay, now there's a lot of dirt to work with. As Simon Cowell says, it's time to really elevate your performance and show you have what it takes to be an American Flame-Warrior.
Andrew is an ass
Talking babies and coffee?!
He's too good for this.
So much material in that thread it is almost overwhelming. I think Monty's were probably the most damning, so I'll send this one out to him...
Excuses Made in Therapy
Too broke for a date?
Really just beating off to
Mom's romance novels
Aaaaargghhh!!!
Now I made the other thread the real thread, but now you retards are posting here!!!
Please repost in the other thread now.
Oh, man, loose shit already!
ehhh....confusing
Wow. I followed the link. "Embarrasing revelations" is right.
But I think it comes as no surprise to anyone that Slublog masturbated so much in high school that his penis chafed down to the size of a raisin and today he fills his sexless life by blogging and thinking back on the day when at least his "halfling" D&D character was getting laid - assuming the dice rolls worked out in his favor, that is.
And I think all of us have no problem accepting the fact that Monty's been salving his third grade humiliation by wearing panties ever since.
Eric J. has not actually stated that he no longer indulges his, er, passions, which leads me to assume that the he's not the one doing the blog trolling; while Eric J. reads comics and wonders if the Green Lantern is "into fat guys" his jizz-stained Elfquest costume, able to stand up on its own since 1993 and recently displaying a rude monkey-like intelligence, has somehow been able to figure out how to log onto the Internet, and, well, the rest is Ace of Spades Blog history.
Losers, all of you. Just die already.
cwbass,
how're those furry conventions working out for you?
You do know it's not really sex if the genitalia don't touch, right?
A star trek geek who's into furries. go figure.