[for those of you who are a few days behind,......this bloke or bird, or cow, or tool, (ya, tool!) named lennie who seems to think quite highly of him/herself has taken the freedom to methodically destroy some of the,....hhmmm how should I word this,....uumm,..oh ya, Opinions! that I have put out to everyone. So I suppose that this is the beginning of our little war, because Lennie, I have the blood of Wayne Rooney in me, and I will not stop, I will never let up. Cheers mate.]
So, it looks like I have an arch-nemesis. This is awesome. I grew up reading comics so maybe this lennie person can help me re-live some of my childhood memories. (anything wrong with what I've said yet big L?) At first I really didn't know how I wanted to approach this series of rebuttles that I am sure to get myself into, but then a mate gave me some good advice. He says, "i would bring up the fact that although your blog may not be about huge, meaningful, worldly events, they are in fact entertaining. Enough so that he is paying attention and continues to retuen to read the next day's entry". And he was right. Lennie, what gives man? (or woman, will you please identify yourself?) Oh wait, I get it. Your one of those types, still living in your Mom's basement. No, it's cool. I did that once and it was all good. Saved a lot of money on rent, right? But it all makes sense now, my little bully friend. You just like to stop by and,....what did your comment say to me?,......."flex your intellectual muscles". That's it, and your second comment talked about me being ironic. Me! being ironic!?, i'm sorry sir but that is simply not true. You should be put in time out and have a little self-reflection time. Let's just look at the facts and leave it at this,...so far, everything you have called me out on, you have done yourself. Behave!
until next time
jesse
(didn't want to let you know what i am listening to right now, because lennie might not approve. it's good though)
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Touche'. Your "mate" is correct. I have to admit that when first I stumbled upon your "OPINIONS" as you defend/call them I had one thought, drival! I considered reading your rubbish a collosal waste of time. I actually felt dumber for having read them. It was pretty obvious that your attitudes arise from deep insecrurities ( read: failure with intellectual pursuits). Ironic is right, I appreciate your obvious intelligence exhibited in your language and analysis. I quite find some of your little ditties amusing.
Arch-nemesis,huh? You have cast me as the villian, as if I were to mastermind plots posing threats such as global domination. Perhaps I will just destroy you and your little world. We shall see. One could conclude you are inturn my arch-nemesis. You Lad are the George to my Lennie. Perhaps the feable minded would generally surmise Curley to be Lennie's obvious choice. George (the one Lennie trusted the most) is the one who puts a bullet in the back of Lennie's head by the river. John Steinbeck, ring any bells? I am making an assumption that you are as well read as you claim to be. You want a villian Super-boy? Come get me!
I enjoy a good war. A well spelled, well thought out war with brightly flashing pictures of gore and anger. This has yet to reach that level. However, the potential intrigues me so I will be an impartial observer on this merry-go-round of high school literary references (Steinbeck? Really? Let's try to slowly progress to freshman college english and elevate from there. What's next? Catcher In The Rye?) and excrutiating bombast. I ask only one thing: please do not sink to the level of sniping about each others mispelled words and poorly turned phrases, extensive though they may be. It degrades us all and is best left for schoolyards and the hallowed halls of the mentally disabled. So now bow to your partner, bow to your owner, and link your arms and don't let go break it up with a do-se-do. Chicken in the bread pan kicking up dough skip to the loo my darling. Keep it clean, no hitting below the belt, fish hooking, eye gouging, or unwarranted pomposities. Oh and gentleman let me remind you, lest we all forget: si vis bellum, para bellum because pacem is for suckers.
xcruti8ingley clevr indeed! I feel certain that Lad and I can ascertain by the "clevr" screen name that you make little hearts and smiley faces over your i's as well.
No on the Steinbeck? I felt it was warranted with the play of names and all. Perhaps I should have referenced Robert Fitzgerald's translations of The Iliad and The Odyssey. Would that have been freshman 101 enough?
Excrutiating bombast? How about your menagerie of fustian forms and pompous language with a grab bag of southern hillbilly calls? You either have schizoaffective disorder or you don't know who you want to be when you grow up.
Need I remind you that poorly turned phrases still count even if they are in Latin. Since you are so disturbed by the misplelled words perhaps you can play the editor ( sort of like when you where a child playing and your brother's made you be the dog..ie..you were not wanted).
I leave you both with this thought.
Classical quotation is the parole of literary men all over the world.
Oh and Lad don't feel demasculated for crying over the Oscar's, I am sure it is just your time of the month!
I in no way wished to post again, I was merely commenting on the delightful battle which I was sure prepared to ensue. But those dreams have long since been squashed. Well played dear Lennie, well played. You have certainly put me in my place, down to the last detail. Hearts and smiley faces, magnificient! I was forced to "play the dog"(?), well, quite frankly I have never even heard of such. Was it perhaps some sexual game from your youth involving your uncles, who knows? I think more appropriately it should have been my brothers playing office and I was forced to be the secretary. Either way. To edit this masterwork of digs and snipes would be an honor, nay a privelege that my heart cannot deny. Does Little Tykes publish a dictionary? Hmmm...something I must check into. Though Fitzgerald's translations are classic turns of classics themselves I much prefer Fagles translations. They are much more vivid and more fully realized. As to my schizophrenia, well, I don't like to talk about that much. The southern hillbilly calls were from Bugs Bunny's Hillbilly Hare where he must outsmart two geniuses out to catch him. I thought one of your brilliant intellect would be well versed in all forms of media, but alas, I was sadly mistaken. I shall refrain, hitherforth, from making such assumptions and stick entirely to literary references. I must ask you, however, is it fair to use anothers personal writing space for a feud between two individuals that have no stake in the written source material? You seem like a worthy enough adversary but to monopolize his blog's comment area so that we might have a battle of wits, meager as they may be, seems a trifle rude and base. So I'm calling you out, pistols at dawn in North Bristol. We each bring a sack to toss the losers corpse into the river. Pistols will be provided. Breakfast for the winner. Do you accept? Alas, who cares, I have no intention of killing you, the river is in South Bristol, and loudmouth prigs who talk out of their asses aren't worth the airfare or the trouble. I wonder though why you chose Lennie to compliment his George. Does he protect you? Are you his close friend? Will he eventually perform a mercy killing upon you? Only time will tell. Oh, and fustian? That Word A Day calender seems to be working for you. I can't wait to see how you'll shoehorn tomorrows word into a sentence. I sure hope it's not malapropism, you'll be sitting there for hours. As for the blogger himself, your article on your dream was quite appropriate, as was the picture. I assume it was a gibe at the bickering between myself and Lennie. If I am mistaken please ignore this, though, in truth I do resemble the squat one with larger letters above my head, although lately I have been trying to keep the steaming piles of shit at my side to a minimum.
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