Here, too, you may indulge in hip irony by flattering another ILXor and simultaneously revealing your selfish motivation for doing so. (I expect the motive will normally be to insert one's hand into their pants, but others may crop up.)
Here you may, if you wish, deride one another for the shamelessness of the flattery or the baseness of each other's motives. Extra points shall be awarded to all those who reveal the secret motive for their derision. (I expect the motive shall normally be to appear cooler-than-thou, but others may crop up.)
No extra points shall be awarded for deriding the process of derision, as this would carry meta to improper lengthes.
Promptly hijacking the thread will result in a 'game over' and the awarding of the trophy to a kitten or puppy to be named later.
― Aimless (Aimless), Tuesday, 17 May 2005 15:20 (twenty-one years ago)
― Dadaismus (Dada), Tuesday, 17 May 2005 15:24 (twenty-one years ago)
I don't want a kitten or puppy named Later. I want to name my own pets, thank you very much.
Flattery: Aimless is the most elegant ombudsman in the lower 48.
― M. White (Miguelito), Tuesday, 17 May 2005 15:38 (twenty-one years ago)
― $V£N! (blueski), Tuesday, 17 May 2005 15:40 (twenty-one years ago)
― Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Tuesday, 17 May 2005 15:54 (twenty-one years ago)
― Grace McKenzie, Tuesday, 17 May 2005 15:59 (twenty-one years ago)
― Dadaismus (Dada), Tuesday, 17 May 2005 16:00 (twenty-one years ago)
― Grace Mckenzie, Tuesday, 17 May 2005 16:10 (twenty-one years ago)
― M. White (Miguelito), Tuesday, 17 May 2005 16:12 (twenty-one years ago)
― jed_ (jed), Tuesday, 17 May 2005 19:42 (twenty-one years ago)
― Aimless (Aimless), Tuesday, 17 May 2005 23:11 (twenty-one years ago)
― Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Tuesday, 17 May 2005 23:14 (twenty-one years ago)
― JimD (JimD), Tuesday, 17 May 2005 23:16 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ally C (Ally C), Tuesday, 17 May 2005 23:18 (twenty-one years ago)
― Mother, I want to fuck you., Wednesday, 18 May 2005 15:49 (twenty-one years ago)
― Marcello Carlin (nostudium), Thursday, 19 May 2005 05:19 (twenty-one years ago)
good times! great days! yo, yo!
=^.^= < meow )
― g-kit (g-kit), Thursday, 19 May 2005 06:42 (twenty-one years ago)
― Marcello Carlin (nostudium), Thursday, 19 May 2005 06:53 (twenty-one years ago)
― g-kit (g-kit), Thursday, 19 May 2005 07:12 (twenty-one years ago)
― Marcello Carlin (nostudium), Thursday, 19 May 2005 07:23 (twenty-one years ago)
― Matt (Matt), Thursday, 19 May 2005 09:32 (twenty-one years ago)
― Rob Bolton (Rob Bolton), Thursday, 19 May 2005 09:38 (twenty-one years ago)
― Trayce (trayce), Thursday, 19 May 2005 09:43 (twenty-one years ago)
― Jarlr'mai (jarlrmai), Thursday, 19 May 2005 12:02 (twenty-one years ago)
― Dr Morbius (Dr Morbius), Thursday, 19 May 2005 13:05 (twenty-one years ago)
― g-kit (g-kit), Thursday, 19 May 2005 13:34 (twenty-one years ago)
― Tuomas (Tuomas), Thursday, 19 May 2005 14:25 (twenty-one years ago)
― g-kit (g-kit), Thursday, 19 May 2005 14:38 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ken L (Ken L), Thursday, 19 May 2005 14:41 (twenty-one years ago)
Never in my life have I read so many remarks that could so deftly masquerade as the soured rantings of a misanthrope, taunting one to embrace this jaundiced view of their author by constantly coming within a gnat's eyelash of being humorless, heavy-handed, piss-soaked tirades forced under ther reader's nose like a chloroformed rag, as if preparing him for the coming blow of the cosh to the forehead.
I am forever awed and thrilled by Marcello's ability to slyly disguise his essential humanity and good will under the appearance of being a grumping, mumping, lopsided characature of man. Nor should I forget that he never lets this mask slip by more than a quarter inch -- he stays in character to the bitter end, knowing that were he to reveal his true self beneath the adopted persona he'd ruin the magic and the laughter he brings to us all. He doesn't stop to count the cost of this exhausting mission. He simply gives and continues to give without measure.
He's our Oscar the Grouch, but transformed, heightened, given godlike powers. His approach is announced by the heady whiff of sulpher and his going is draped in a stench of black smoke.
I think that, in view of all the sunshine and gaiety Marcello has wittingly spread in ILX, we ought to crown him King of the Board. He's a gem, a find, a one-of-a-kind treasure. He gives delight beyond measure and the solace of smiles to the sore at heart.
I say, let us together hail Marcello in unison and throw our hats in the air to celebrate his life among us. Where he walks we should fall to the ground, for the sheer pleasure of lifting our eyes to see him pass. There is no other ILXor like him, none so tart, so sure of his touch, so consistant in his aim nor so true in his grasp.
I bless you, Marcello Carlin. Never forsake us, I beseech you. We could ill do without you, who are the Master of the Revels and the best bringer of joy. Though perhaps you shall never get the monument you deserve, perhaps this heartfelt tribute will make a poor start in that direction.
― Aimless (Aimless), Thursday, 19 May 2005 15:43 (twenty-one years ago)
― Hijacked Fanny, Thursday, 19 May 2005 15:48 (twenty-one years ago)
― Aimless (Aimless), Thursday, 19 May 2005 15:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― fauxhemian (fauxhemian), Thursday, 19 May 2005 18:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― Haikunym (Haikunym), Thursday, 19 May 2005 19:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ken L (Ken L), Thursday, 19 May 2005 20:23 (twenty-one years ago)
Or am I double bluffing?
― Marcello Carlin (nostudium), Friday, 20 May 2005 05:38 (twenty-one years ago)
― giboyeux (skowly), Friday, 20 May 2005 05:42 (twenty-one years ago)
If you're the master of the Revels, Marcello, could you please put slightly fewer toffee ones in each bag.
Hey folks, let's ease up on the hate today!
― Dr. C (Dr. C), Friday, 20 May 2005 06:09 (twenty-one years ago)
― Marcello Carlin (nostudium), Friday, 20 May 2005 06:34 (twenty-one years ago)
― g-kit (g-kit), Friday, 20 May 2005 07:08 (twenty-one years ago)