Trifletraxor
Mongoose
homerjsinnott said:
I didn't get to read it before it was deleted. I'll just have to fill in the blanks with my creative mind. You dirty pig!
SGL
DBC?
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I didn't get to read it before it was deleted. I'll just have to fill in the blanks with my creative mind. You dirty pig!
SGL
HEY!!!!
Do we edit Macbeth because Lady Macbeth talks about gladly ripping a suckling baby from her breast and dashing its brains out on the stone floor? ("fake" infanticide)
Should we burn The Mayor of Casterbridge because in the opening pages Michael Henchard sells his wife at a fair? ("fake" sexism)
You have just destroyed a beautiful piece of fiction. That sexist pig was my masterpiece!! Surely everyone knew that it existed to be laughed at and as a clear example of "how not to be". Surely?
The character was so overblown and absurd as to resemble a cartoon. Do you really believe cartoons are real?
Do we edit Macbeth because Lady Macbeth talks about gladly ripping a suckling baby from her breast and dashing its brains out on the stone floor? ("fake" infanticide)
Should we burn The Mayor of Casterbridge because in the opening pages Michael Henchard sells his wife at a fair? ("fake" sexism)
You have just destroyed a beautiful piece of fiction. That sexist pig was my masterpiece!! Surely everyone knew that it existed to be laughed at and as a clear example of "how not to be". Surely?
The character was so overblown and absurd as to resemble a cartoon. Do you really believe cartoons are real?
homerjsinnott
Mongoose
Trifletraxor said:homerjsinnott said:
I didn't get to read it before it was deleted. I'll just have to fill in the blanks with my creative mind. You dirty pig!
SGL
Hey! that's a half truth. :shock:
Edited to stop a tunnel.
adept wrote
Lets be clear about this. The thread would not have been deleted because of horsing around. It would have been deleted because of a work of literature. :lol:
Anyway, DBC its an apt farewell to you for this thread to collapse into chaos........just the way its always been around here. Sounds like you are really flying now. Keep those wings good and steady. *bows*
Lets be clear about this. The thread would not have been deleted because of horsing around. It would have been deleted because of a work of literature. :lol:
Anyway, DBC its an apt farewell to you for this thread to collapse into chaos........just the way its always been around here. Sounds like you are really flying now. Keep those wings good and steady. *bows*
Mr Cool here.
I just cant leave you guys in the lurch. Thinking about Orlanths adventures with his missus I realised "there is another way".
So here I present to you the amended guide to wooing one of those rare women who suffer from avarice:
Travel far into a wild place. Follow a stream into a winding deep-cut gorge. When you reach a dank, dim place find a lonely wild rose growing amidst the seeping sphagnum. Careless of your hands and arms in the tangle of thorns pluck a single white petal from the solemn flower.
THEN
Take the petal to a mountain top and call upon Thunor. When the Great Storm comes release that petal into the wind and watch it ascend to the heavens where it will absorb the light of the dead and living stars and the darkness of the space between. when the storm abates, catch the petal and clench it in your hand.
THEN
Approach the woman with whom you have become besotted. Approach her with your raggedy shoes and your unkempt hair. When she asks, "What can YOU possibly offer ME?!"
Open your hand and quietly, softly say,
"Everything"
Works every time, dudes, works every time...........
I just cant leave you guys in the lurch. Thinking about Orlanths adventures with his missus I realised "there is another way".
So here I present to you the amended guide to wooing one of those rare women who suffer from avarice:
Travel far into a wild place. Follow a stream into a winding deep-cut gorge. When you reach a dank, dim place find a lonely wild rose growing amidst the seeping sphagnum. Careless of your hands and arms in the tangle of thorns pluck a single white petal from the solemn flower.
THEN
Take the petal to a mountain top and call upon Thunor. When the Great Storm comes release that petal into the wind and watch it ascend to the heavens where it will absorb the light of the dead and living stars and the darkness of the space between. when the storm abates, catch the petal and clench it in your hand.
THEN
Approach the woman with whom you have become besotted. Approach her with your raggedy shoes and your unkempt hair. When she asks, "What can YOU possibly offer ME?!"
Open your hand and quietly, softly say,
"Everything"
Works every time, dudes, works every time...........
