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Current Events => The DUmpster => Topic started by: SSG Snuggle Bunny on June 03, 2012, 04:35:26 PM
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Raging Bull - This frothing faux radical plays on the DUmbass' innate hatred of all things not them. He leads the way in tossing rhetorical bombs whipping them into lather the rest of us get to point and laugh at.
Ewe too - The concilliatory yes-man, counterpart to genuine raging bulls. He feeds the ego of the bulls giving them what the bulls what they crave most: worship and adultation thus feeding the phenomenon indirectly.
Jiminy Cricket - The soft-spoken conscience that uses reason, dialogue and sound argument to point out the inherent flaws of the radicals but in so doing stresses and strains the true believers until they are left hammering their keyboards in sputtering denunciations.
NOTE: The Commie-kazi was not listed because they get buried under preening, smirking MIRTness.
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I went with the Ewe too. It's a thankless job, but the escalation in rage that results from giving the radicals a subtle nudge in the right direction is important work.
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I went Jiminy Cricket. Being a voice of reason and not getting called out is a fine but rewarding line to walk.
Calling BS and not getting tomb-stoned is priceless.
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While those serve a purpose, the type that I believe does the most damage and brings the biggest entertainment is the Mad as a wet hen. Being an agitator and getting them all riled up.
They collectively go ape shit when they perceive that some moonbat has been wronged. First thing out of their mouth is lawsuit. They speak of boycotts, kicking rethug ass and emails to keef the carpet muncher.
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While those serve a purpose, the type that I believe does the most damage and brings the biggest entertainment is the Mad as a wet hen. Being an agitator and getting them all riled up.
Wouldn't that be a sub-species of the raging bull?
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Wouldn't that be a sub-species of the raging bull?
Yeah.
I started off different but ended up with the Bull type.
Oh well!
I go to my corner and :stoner:
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Other...my mole is all of the above.
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I went with the Raging Bull. Then again, if it's a successful mole, it doesn't matter how the mission unfolds.
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Jiminy Cricket that soft pedals the Raging Bull. Just my 2 cents. I like to think of it as pulling out their inner raging bull with the fewest prods possible. It's a game with the ant farm.
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My mole, which has been extraordinarily active lately--as if nobody's noticed franksolich's frequent absences from here--is something like the ewe type SGT Snuggle Bunny described:
The concilliatory yes-man, counterpart to genuine raging bulls. He feeds the ego of the bulls giving them what the bulls what they crave most: worship and adultation thus feeding the phenomenon indirectly.
I've been caressing and feeding a lot of primitive egos lately, and they've been slathering it up, getting praise from me.
I wasn't aware my mole on Skins's island has the same reputation and goodwill that I enjoy here; a lot of primitives who dislike franksolich sure seem to get along famously with his mole. The mineral oil primitive, a member of the MIR (malicious intruder removal) team, and I are practically dancing cheek-to-cheek.
Now, this is the sort of mole that plans to create a Great Discombobulation later, like a time-delayed atomic bomb finally going off after everybody thinks it's a couple-sticks-of-dynamite dud.
I think we really have to wait a while, before deciding which sort of mole causes the most trouble.
<<a nice guy, one of the nicest guys one can ever hope to meet.
My mole didn't get much done today, because I was still mildly discombobulated myself, about the cry-baby Pedro Picasso wanting some attention from me the other day, when I had more important work to do.
Probably in a few days, Pedro Picasso's going to regret he ever came to the attention of franksolich.
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Don't burn your moles !
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They all serve their purpose, but the one that best discombobulates the primitives is other, a/k/a JOOOOS.
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I went with Ewe Too...
My reasoning is that I believe that roughly 80% of the primitives that post OPs on a regular basis are angling for jobs as professional bloggers and or opinion piece writers.
If you can get cozy with a few of those primitives then you may develop some inoculation if you rattle other particular cages.
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I would think that a passive/aggressive Casper Milquetoast would do quite well stirring up the insects.
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I think that a passive/aggressive Casper Milquetoast would do quite well stirring up the insects.
My own thoughts--and practices--too.
My second-biggest problem is ensuring that all my moles are different from each other, rather than carbon copies of the first, the premier, mole. I currently have a supermole several years old, one from 2010, a third from 2011, and one that registered this year. The supermole has its own distinctive personality, but the newer ones sometimes present a problem; it's fortunate they're not called upon often to do this public service of underhandedly discombobulating the primitives.
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My mole, California Peggy is more of a ewe too. She thinks she is gracious and kisses quite a few hind parts but underneath she has a black heart. But it is fun getting that drag queen to pose for the picture threads. He really has fun with it.
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My own thoughts--and practices--too.
My second-biggest problem is ensuring that all my moles are different from each other, rather than carbon copies of the first, the premier, mole. I currently have a supermole several years old, one from 2010, a third from 2011, and one that registered this year. The supermole has its own distinctive personality, but the newer ones sometimes present a problem; it's fortunate they're not called upon often to do this public service of underhandedly discombobulating the primitives.
That gives me an idea. A supermodel mole. A mole in the vein of Paris Hilton. Someone who is famous for being famous, no talent, no personality. Libs go crazy for people like that.
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That gives me an idea. A supermodel mole. A mole in the vein of Paris Hilton. Someone who is famous for being famous, no talent, no personality. Libs go crazy for people like that.
You have just described the Calpig
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That gives me an idea. A supermodel mole. A mole in the vein of Paris Hilton. Someone who is famous for being famous, no talent, no personality. Libs go crazy for people like that.
Hey, don't give away too much, sir.
I have a geographic complication insofar as my moles are concerned.
I've for a long time heard about "proxy ISP"s and all that, but I've never been so sure that the elusive enigmatic Elad can't break them, finding the real ISP numbers; in fact, I'll bet he can.
So I persist in using only real ISP numbers for my moles. I've never used this computer for one, because I'm sure that Elad has this one memorized, as I lurk a great deal around Skins's island using this computer here at home. No mole has ever gone ashore Skins's island from my computer.
Instead I used computers of other people (who like me and know what I'm up to) with different ISP numbers and in fact wholly different internet providers. These are people who for various reasons give me unlimited access to their own computers.
My supermole emanates from the computer at a place where I watch the house and other property, as the owner is always out in California. Long widowed, he always says he's going to sell the farm and move out there (because that's where his daughter and her family live), but he's been saying that for years and doing nothing. In the meantime, I diligently watch his place and just as diligently use that mole.
The other moles spring from its individual computer, one 11 miles east of here, another 130 miles west of here, one at the home of the femme in the big city 42 miles away and another at the office of the femme 45 miles away, and yet another in a place 63 miles distant.
Now, I'm not about to make a 260-mile round trip--or even a 22-mile round trip--just to hang around Skins's island--no way, given the 0bamagasoline prices. Being an economical person, I usually wait until I have three or four other reasons to go such distances; more important reasons.
This of course means that OSC does not proceed forward in a smooth manner; it goes very randomly, as events and errands dictate. It also results in a very erratic "evolution" of each mole.
But.....jaggedly and erratically, it relentlessly goes forward.
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You have just described the Calpig
Go clean yer reading glasses, sheesh! :banghead:
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Go clean yer reading glasses, sheesh! :banghead:
I was referring to what was going on in her head, not necessarily reality.