I like the "go left" and "go right" commands, myself.
I still like the one Jackmormon started better.
Oh, and I think Aaron McGruder must be a lurker. Today's Boondocks addresses the "replacement of gay" issue.
Holy crap. I hadn't ever read the "protection" thread until now. You people are so touchy.
I saw that Bush's Excellent Text Adventure a couple of days ago---after our "Protection" thread---and felt unwontedly cool.
Uh, 5, I meant 5. I can't type when my dander's up.
yeah, I went a bit far on that one. I suppose I owe some quarters for the comity jar.
What's going on in this thread? What's Labs apologizing for? And why did text apologize in his first comment?
This is getting too Gongoristic and euphuistic.
I know! Let's have some bestiality and ephebophilia!
I wish I watched football right about now so I would have something to talk to the Unfoggetariat about, because I have been assigned The Chalice and the Blade to read and I really don't want to read it. I've worked a a week and a half ahead in my statistics homework, and continuing feels more appetizing than The Chalice and the Blade, and I've been eating soy ice cream as a procrastinating device. Football and Unfogged would be less fattening.
Tia, you can make hateful remarks about football and football players. That's what I do.
If it's any consolation, your 14 brightened my day. We can still make fun of ogged, Tivo or no.
Weiner, you stoked or what? Total domination.
This is getting too Gongoristic and euphuistic.
I know! Let's have some bestiality and ephebophilia!
What, you can go for "Gongoristic", "euphuistic", and "ephebophilia", but stick with the humdrum "bestiality"? I'm disappointed in you, John. Couldn't you have stuck in a classical Chinese term for boinking livestock or something?
Zoophilia would be the fancy word for it.
The Chalice and the Blade = teh boring.
The Cross and the Switchblade = fun shit.
(No, not really).
>Look.
You are in a cave of twisting little blogs, all slightly different. To your right, there is a dim glow of heroism and steadfastness. To your left, a stobe light flickers, revealing criticism, schadenfreude, and cock jokes. There is no there here.
>Get no there.
How do you expect to do that?
>Go left.
You are in a cave of twisting little blogs, all slightly different. To your right, there is a dim glow of reasonable compromise and bipartisanship. To your left, a strobe light flickers, revealing criticism, schadenfreude, and conspiracy theories. There is a cock joke here.
>Get cock joke.
Aren't you clever?
>Go left.
You are in a cave of twisting little blogs, all slightly different. To your right, there is dull gleam of critical engagement and meaningful difference. To your left there is a phosphorescent glow of conspiracy theory and revolution. There is a well-written screed here.
>Get screed.
You pick up the screed, when, when unfurled, tells in the harshest language the sins and misdemeanors of the authoritarian regime. The language is stirring, yet its proscriptions are vague.
>Look at screed.
A closer examination of the screed reveals a hand-written marginal note: "To overthrow the regime, we'll need the bumper of a 1952 Mustang, an emerald as big as a plover's egg, a G4 processor, a rubber hose, a massive mailing-list, and a roc's egg!" There is a filibuster here.
Weiner, you stoked or what? Total domination.
Yeah, pretty psyched. For a while I was afraid that the Steelers were setting up for a massive comeback but the defense had it under control. Seattle will be tough, though.
And Jackmormon rulz.
>Go right
You are in a cave of twisting little blogs, all slightly different.
>Go right
You are in a cave of twisting little blogs, all slightly different.
>Go right
You are in a cave of twisting little blogs all alike, but overhead the translucent dome of Television shines in upon you.
>Inventory
You have a well-written screed against Republican malfeasance. You have a steadily dimming lantern. You have a financial analysis of Medicare Part D costs to the average senior.
>Go right
The television dome seems to be more permeable here; the light is crisper, more flattering, and the vertical passage seems easier. There is an Iranian nuclear threat here.
>Use screed.
That doesn't seem to work here.
>Use analysis.
That doesn't seem to work here.
>Use lantern.
Who else would need your light?
>Use filibuster.
You don't have a filibuster. Your lantern is dimming.
>Outdo Jackmormon.
Jackmormon continues to rule.
Don't pretend you don't know what I mean.
Just to pick an argument, what, you know, do you mean? That you think the linked joke is unfair to Bush, or based on untrue premises? Because if it isn't, I'm not all that clear on why you have to back away from it.
>look
You are in a maze of twisty little blogs all alike. You remember having taken a path Rightward.
>Go down.
You are already as far down as you can go.
>Go forward.
That way is blocked off.
>Go back.
What, retreat?
>Move sideways.
You are in a cave of twisting little blogs. The pattern noise of repitition begins to give you a headache. There are indictments here.
The bleakness of the place starts to encapsulate you. You begin to feel depressed.
>Take pill.
Tom Cruise appears.
Tom Cruise: "don't take that! you don't know what's in it!"
>Attack Tom Cruise
You pummell Tom Cruise.
Tom Cruise flees to the refuge of a nearby closet.
