Eisboch wrote:

"Skipper" wrote...

No, it is factual. Don't know if you are aware that I was the originator
of the Nautical Jeopardy game back in 1997.

I remember. I also remember that according to you, I ruined it.

I do remember we were up to round 40 of Nautical Jeopardy. Peggie had
been a very active participant up until your dirge. When you let loose
that mother of all flames everything changed. Truly, the game and NG has
never been the same since. Don't know if your flame did it, but things
did change and any Jeopardy thread and this NG has been a ****ing
contest since.

BTW, In those days, the correct question would then field the next
answer. We passed it around and folks really discovered some interesting
info.

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Hold your water, Eisbock. We can wait to see if Harry responds with a
good answer without your ubiquitous flame.

It's Eisboch, not Eisbock. And that was not a flame, mate.
THIS is a flame:

You're clueless, Skipper! Completely clueless!

You couldn't catch a clue if you stripped naked and soaked your pallid
hide in clue musk, then did the clue mating dance in a field full of
horny clues during the height of clue mating season! You're ugly and
your mother dresses you funny.

You swine. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather
kiss a block of rancid toejam than be seen with you. You're a putrescent
mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing
but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life
is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on
a sour lemon. You are a bleating foal, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf
smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged
birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to
nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you
and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done.

I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species
as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very
thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid
you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a
fungus, the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? Try to
edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress
us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still
be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more
rapidly.

You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive
its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to
fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame
of your ignoble blood. May you ckoke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of
your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and
unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul
and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you.

You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land
that reality forgot. And what meaning do you expect your delusionary
self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have
with us? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your
tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous
desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the
snake? You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous
and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living
emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a
disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed drooling meatslapper. On a
good day you're a half-wit.

You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality
of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted.
You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow
wherever you go. You smarmy lagerlout git.

You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik
artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit.
You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You
churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter.
You craven dewberry ****head cockup pratting naff. You gob-kissing
gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted
clapper-clawed flirt-gill. You are a fiend and a coward, and
you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel
debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and
I wish you would go away.

I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid.
Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond
the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are
trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid collapsed on itself so far that
even the neutrons have collapsed. Stupid gotten so dense that no
intellect can escape. Singularity stupid. Blazing hot mid-day sun on
Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid in one second than our entire
galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. Your writing has to be a troll.
Nothing in our universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this is some
primordial fragment from the original big bang of stupid. Some pure
essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond
the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on. This is an
epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me again
for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride your ignorant
questions and half baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of
the rest of this drivel. Duh. the only thing worse than your logic is
your manners. Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read,
write, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are
rudimentary skills that many of us normal people take for granted that
everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that
there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things more
difficult. If I had known that this was your case then I would have
never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like
parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the
emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on
you.

P.S.: You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful,
cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, despicable,
belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal,
fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic,
brain-damaged, imbecilic, insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented, lame,
self-righteous, byzantine, conspiratorial, satanic, fraudulent,
libelous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant, clueless, illegitimate,
harmful, destructive, dumb, evasive, double-talking, devious,
revisionist, narrow, manipulative, paternalistic, fundamentalist,
dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical, cultic, diseased, suppressive,
controlling, restrictive, malignant, deceptive, dim, crazy, weird,
dystopic, stifling, uncaring, plantigrade, grim, unsympathetic,
jargon-spouting, censorious, secretive, aggressive, mind-numbing,
arassive, poisonous, flagrant, self-destructive, abusive,
socially-retarded, puerile, clueless, and generally Not Good.

Now go away.

Eisboch

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Skipper