+Tsegi Mike and Desert Viking Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 Anytime I try to get on this thread it's always a nasty "the person below me..." The person below me thinks a sextant is dirty.
umc Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 a little soap and water can take care of that. The person below me just upped their post count by one. ______________________________________________________________________________________ Caching without a clue....
+Brainerd Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 Oh yeah! 40, baby ... I just broke 40!. I've been waitin' all night to do that. Thanks. The person below makes little doll outfits for their GPSr. [This message was edited by Brainerd on June 29, 2003 at 05:23 AM.]
The Falcon Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 They're not doll outfits, they're action figure uniforms! My Legend looks much prettier with it's sun dress and combat boots. The person below me missed their wedding because they didn't waypoint the church. ===== It is the tale, not he who tells it."
umc Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 Whats a church? The person below me spent most of the day outside and not on this silly thread. ______________________________________________________________________________________ Caching without a clue....
+canadazuuk Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 You must be mistaken; I haven't even looked outside yet today, although I haven't been in the forums much at all. The person below me will hopefully be an admin posting a famous thread ending quip....
+Team GPSaxophone Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 I'm not an admin, but hasn't this topic been beaten to death yet? The person below me doesn't play the sax Took sun from sky, left world in eternal darkness
Jomarac5 Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 But I do tap my toe. The person below me is going to post a note suggesting that this thread should end. *****
Northern-Lights Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 End?......it's just getting started....and it's a good sidetrack.... The person below me loves cats.....yuck.... If God is your co-pilot, it's time to change seats!!!
+Planet Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 I do love cats! They taste just like chicken! ____________++_________________++_______________ The person below me can't say "toy boat" five times fast. Cache you later, Planet So many caches, so little time.
+TEAM 360 Posted June 29, 2003 Author Posted June 29, 2003 I can, but I end up being a "toy boy". The person below me is nothing but an irritating newbie.
+eroyd Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 Hey! I only lived in Newfoundland a little while. The person below me keeps looking up my kilt.
umc Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 I like girls in kilts The person below me didn't bike 28 miles today like I did. ______________________________________________________________________________________ Caching without a clue....
+canadazuuk Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 that's great, thanks for sharing the person below me is going to start a thread, asking 'what colour is your house?'
+BlueDeuce Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 I don't want to know the color of your house or your carhold. The person below me thinks that the Gladware container section of the local grocery "is like the best cache site ever!"
BassoonPilot Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 No. That's the closest 1hr photo place ... free microcache containers! The person below thinks film canister microcaches are "the best thing going."
+Og's outfit Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 Only when they're painted fluorescent orange. The person below me is the one who's been leaving those used tooth picks in all the caches. OG Prophetically Challenged (or is that Pathetically?)
Northern-Lights Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 That's because I've lost the dental floss!! The person below me blows bubbles in the tub...and not from a straw.... If God is your co-pilot, it's time to change seats!!!
+bcrockcrawler, xstitcher, & BMXer Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 Well up here that's a high end jet tub... The person below me trims thier toe nails with a hatchet and spells as bad as me too We live on a rock, ergo we rockcrawl.......
Northern-Lights Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 Eye cant hardlee speel et all..... However...the person below me....is probably using mctoys in the caches they've found. If God is your co-pilot, it's time to change seats!!!
+Renegade Knight Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 McToys are good dog chews. The person below me double dips.
+Fatboy Slim & Rainey Belle Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 Then I lick my fingers, and start all over again. But you knew that. The person below me thinks.......but you couldn't tell by looking at him. 'A good traveler has no specific destination, and isn't intent on arriving.'-take pleasure in the journey
+BuckToothMoose Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 Actually, I don't really think, I have all of you Super Genious' to do that for me!!!. The person below me thinks razor wire is a product line from Gillette!
+Goodguys Posted June 29, 2003 Posted June 29, 2003 How else will I recharge my 'lectric shave? The person below me thinks "rays or wire?" is a choice between a cell phone and a land line.
+Tsegi Mike and Desert Viking Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Cell free and proud of it! The person below me doesn't understand my signature line. *************** Till a voice, as bad as Conscience, rang interminable changes On one everlasting Whisper day and night repeated -- so: "Something hidden. Go and find it. Go and look behind the Ranges -- "Something lost behind the Ranges. Lost and waiting for you. Go!" Rudyard Kipling , The Explorer 1898
+Team Og Rof A Klaw Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Though they've belted me and flayed me, by the living God that made me, I still don't get it. The person below me doesn't know the difference between poison ivy and English ivy. ____________________________ - Team Og Rof A Klaw All who wander are not lost.
umc Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Do to. The person below me's mom wears combat boots in the shower. ______________________________________________________________________________________ Caching without a clue....
+Divine Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 And in sauna too! The person below me has never experienced a genuine Finnish sauna. - I just got lost in thought. It was unfamiliar territory. -
+The Cheeseheads Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 It's the whole jumping into the water thing afterwards that I just can't do. To the poster below me: You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. As we say in Texas, you couldn't pour water out of a boot with instructions printed on the heel. You are a canker, an open wound. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. You took your last vacation in the Islets of Langerhans. 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 a hostile world. You are an insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then died of shame in recognition of what they had done. They were a bit late. 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 that 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 ever so much 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 choke 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. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. You are not ANSI compliant. You have a couple of address lines shorted together. You should be promoted to Engineering Manager. And what meaning do you expect your delusionally 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 loathsome disease, a puerile slack-jawed drooling meatslapper. You make Quakers shout and strike Pentecostals silent. Your mother had to tie a pork chop around your neck just to get your dog to play with you. You think P.D.Q. Bach is the greatest composer who ever lived. You prefer L. Ron Hubbard to Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle. Hee-Haw is too deep for you. You would watch test patterns all day if the other inmates would let you. On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. 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 half-twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You bloody churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You craven dewberry pisshead cockup pratting naff. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill. You are so clueless that if we stripped you naked, soaked you in clue musk, and dropped you into a field full of horny clues, You still would not have a clue. 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. 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, and Generally Not Good. - - - - - I wish I could hear the soundtrack to my life. That way I'd know when to duck.
+Gaddiel Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Not exactly your usual suspect, am I? The person below me has never experienced fried okra.
+PSUPAUL Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Nope, and I never will! The person below me isn't eating his 5 daily servings of fruits and vegetables. PSUPAUL of Team Geo-Remdation
+The Cheeseheads Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Can't say that I have. The person below me thinks okra is the whale at SeaWorld. - - - - - I wish I could hear the soundtrack to my life. That way I'd know when to duck.
umc Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Everyone knows the Whale at seaworld is Pavel The person below me is still trying to figure out what cheesehead Dave was trying to say a few posts up. ______________________________________________________________________________________ Caching without a clue....
+CoronaKid Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 I finally figured out that Cheesehead Dave was actually referring to umc. Of course, we all know the person below me has a secret crush on Jeremy the Admin. --CoronaKid
+axle59 Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Well that's better than having a crush on Ron Jeremy like the person below me.
+Divine Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Everybody loves Ron 'the Hedgehog' Jeremy! ...right? The person below me thinks that Jeremy irons. - I just got lost in thought. It was unfamiliar territory. -
+The Cheeseheads Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 I hope he does, so he doesn't get all wrinkly! The person below me never needs to iron because they wear a cache suit like this: - - - - - I wish I could hear the soundtrack to my life. That way I'd know when to duck.
umc Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Yeah, but its at the cleaners currently. The person below me doesn't know who Anders is. ______________________________________________________________________________________ Caching without a clue....
+GOT GPS? Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Never met him, just another Vista user. ----------------------------------------------- The person below me eats bicycles.
+Team GPSaxophone Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 After doing this cache (on March 23) I wish I would have. The person below me has never seen a xeriscaped young zebra Took sun from sky, left world in eternal darkness
Team VaxCave Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 It's true. *hanging head in shame* The person below LIKED selective availability. ::+::=::+::=::+::=::+::=::+::=::+::=::+::=::+::=::+::=::+::=::+::=::+:: Searching through the cave. Team VaxCave.
+Team Og Rof A Klaw Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 It kept out the riff-raff. The person below me is a pants puppet. ____________________________ - Team Og Rof A Klaw All who wander are not lost.
+Cat'N'Geo Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Mmmm mm Mmmmmmffff! *ziiiip* Whew, that's better. The person below me pants AT puppets. They say this universe is bound to blow, I say we crank up the Calypso Control! ~Jimmy Buffett ~Someday I Will~
MilamberDragon Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Darn ive been caught.. the person below me understands fully with this message. "Abg nyy gubfr jub jnaqre ner ybfg" ------------- ~Milamber "Abg nyy gubfr jub jnaqre ner ybfg"
+GOT GPS? Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Not all those who wander are lost. ----------------------------------------------- The person below me, mows his carpet, and vacuums his lawn.
+PSUPAUL Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do... The person below me couldn't find his way out of a paper sack, but give him coordinates and watch out! PSUPAUL of Team Geo-Remdation
+Team Og Rof A Klaw Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Not only can I find my way out of a paper sack, but I actually know where Forty Fort is. The person below me writes personals ads on the Groundspeak Forums when he tries to get a datum. ____________________________ - Team Og Rof A Klaw All who wander are not lost.
+SylvrStorm Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 quote:The person below me writes personals ads on the Groundspeak Forums when he tries to get a datum. Hey baby, wanna come up to my waypoint? The person below me thinks ticks make good trail snacks.
+GOT GPS? Posted June 30, 2003 Posted June 30, 2003 Yes, and also Tick Pudding, and chocolate covered ticks also ------------------------------------------ The person below must have done at least 3 caches today, checked for ticks, washed up, filled the gas tank, before they can post.
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