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That thread is pretty good:

It is dawn, somewhere between New Zealand and London (or wherever Plotinus is at the moment). Ainwood and Plotinus meet in an open field, their seconds ready to act if needed. The two duelists shake hands like gentlemen, and take their places, back-to-back. Each carries a dictionary and grammar book published in his respective country.

At the signal, they each take ten paces forward, turn, and face their opponent. Opening their books, they hurl rules of grammar and forum management arguments at each other.

The spectators are silent, waiting tensely to see what will happen... and it is decided.

The petitioners of CFC have won.



:D
 
From Civ4 General Discussion:

I play below my level often because I'm testing things out for BAT and I need to reach the Modern era without too much difficulty. I also enjoy a more relaxed game, but I do have rules.

Here are my little rules:

1. Always DoW anyone that slaps you before they can DoW you.
2. Spare the whip, lose the game.
3. Don't open borders until you need a religion, or money.
4. Always build the Great Wall. (I hate barbs.)
5. Other than the GW and the 'Mids, don't build wonders, take them.
6. Always look stylish whilst playing.
and finally:
7. When the GF shows up in something slinky, don't say "We have enough on our hands right now."

There's a couple other good lines in that thread, but I thought this was the best :lol:
 
everyone knows Christmas doesn't start until a turkey hatches from its egg and see's the shadow on a billboard saying a War on Christmas is declared.

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English-speakers don't use their own language with strict etymological correctness. It's not some uniquely Anglo-Saxon arrogance, it's just how languages work when their speakers don't need to rely on billion year old dinosaur poetry to maintain their sense of self-worth.

Etymological zealot told status:
[X] The Tolden Ass
[X] The Told Man and The Sea
[X] Farnham's Freetold
 
Haven't read the thread but immediately knew who that was a reply to.
 
What is this state you're talking about? Understanding linguistics? Not using a false understanding of language as a means of self-aggrandizement?

I suppose I'm fine with being trapped in this state.
 
All South-bound trains in Scotland are placed backwards, so that the driver does not risk glimpsing foul English soil.
He's good, ne?:lol:
 
I think* (…)

*In this case, "i think" can be replaced with "i know" :jesus:
Kyriakos officially announces his bid for godhood.
 
Borachio on how hydrogen and helium atoms eventually led to life on Earth:

Well, see there's a mummy hydrogen mollycule and a daddy helium mollycule. And when they love each other very much, they rub their special little oxygen making parts together. Normally in private in their special bedroom in the centre of a sun... or something. And the mummy hydrogen mollycule goes to hospital and then comes home with a baby oxygen mollycule.
 
I have tips but currently I am aboard an alcohol fueled rocket ride to oblivion. I will send a complete database in the morning.

You know it's bad when I nominate my own posts. Where is Quackers to call me out on my narcicism?
 
Its an interesting post. Partly hilerious, part depressing a bit, because alcohol rocket to oblivion.
 
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