
Originally Posted by
BigGreen
I feel compelled to defend myself against such accusations. First and foremost, the one you call "Rambo" does, in fact, like MANY things, not least amongst them Nora Roberts 'novels' and the NBA - two very, very trashy components of American culture to 'like', let alone love, as does rambo. I could literally fill up the entirety of this site's bandwidth with things he likes and would prefer you all not know (he has, for example, mentioned to me many times how he 'likes' the idea that NAMBLA at least has the guts to stand up for that in which it so fervently believes and further 'likes' the fact that their membership card is so glossy) but I'll refrain for now and simply address the charges against me:
1. France: This is the ugliest of the lies. As someone with both German and English routes, it is my sworn duty to despise the smelly queef-monkeys that are the french (see, i won't even capitalize it). Paris is a rancid world city in decline and I cheered like a mother****er when it was leveled in Armageddon. Further, I booed in Superman when Superman saved the Eifel Tower.
2. Lying to the good members of AR: Guilty. And, in the past, I've dedicated a thread to the matter. I claimed a height of 6'1" since coming here, and during a physical was measured at 6'3"...i fessed up that day.
3. Frolicking aimlessly about The Cape, playfully fondling his servant-boys as they bend over to preen his competitive rosebud collection: Rambo has certainly betrayed his ignorance here. If one thinks that competitive roses can be grown on the cape, what with its poor soil quality (why do you think the pilgrims move inland to Plymouth instead of settling at their original touch down point of Provincetown) and balmly sea air then I invite him to take a look at a bridge I have for sale. HAH! Competitive rosebuds on the cape...that shall bring many an uproarious laughter at Thanksgiving this year as I relay the anecdote to my relatives.
4. Watching the Oxygen Channel: Guilty as charged.
5. Small Dogs: not the most politically correct way to refer to Asians, but I definitely hear ya. Either way, no, I certainly do not like them. They scurry about in their effeminate manner and generally smell of noodles.
6. Bed Bath and Beyond: Everything about this place angers me, not least among those things the way in which they require their nubile young employees to wear aprons, thus obscuring the only reason to go into one of their establishments: to see middle class titties.
7. Loofahs: Also guilty as charged; you do have *some* insights here.
8. Communism: Monarchy and Despotism are the only forms of rule I recognize, so stop being so ****ing foolish.