Dont Take This The Wrong Way

[colgate]

Glad I passed the test.


crawfish

[LeafHog]

Originally Posted by IHT

....too bad we're out of credits and can't change CUTs... "tampax" would make a nice one for you.

I was thinking "reservoir tipped" in light of Sean's pic, but whatever.


too greg

[El Gato]

My humble opinion that no one asked for:

1. Spectre1 posted 3 similar questions, but if you really read them they are asking 3 very different things about one subject. "What" "How many", and
"compare" are distinctly different things he wanted to know.

2. Pointing out that a search would be in order is fine and dandy. It is how someone says it is the point. I love the Joke forum, but it seems there is always someone jumping in to say something like "that was funny last year" with a link to that joke. Why take the time to make this point? Maybe it is fun to shame someone. Momma said if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all. If you honestly feel that you can share some information with a botl by providing a link, bravo! If not, move on to another thread where you may have something good to offer.

3. Jumping on Spectre1 for trying to express what he feels when his posts are treated negatively is bad manners. I had an old boss who would yell out in front of the whole crew things like "What, are you stupid or something?"
It embarassed the person for sure, but it really made the boss look bad.
If you really feel that a member is posting improperly, send a PM or use a quiding hand if you want to do it publicly. Cigar smokers are known to be gentlemen, aren't we? I think you could compare a lousy thread to an ugly baby. Sure it's not great to look at, but you don't go out of your way to tell the mother the kid is ugly.

4. Searches are not always perfect. I recently searched for some info about smoking at the Conn. casinos. Nothing came up, but then I found these same casinos named in dozens of posts. Maybe Spectre1 had something similar happen to him.

5. Mmmmm, can I get some melted butter on that popcorn?




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[icehog3]

Originally Posted by El Gato

3. Jumping on Spectre1 for trying to express what he feels when his posts are treated negatively is bad manners.

I felt his post pointing out how he feels everyone else should respond was bad manners as well. JMHO.

[Da Klugs]

Originally Posted by IHT

if it was a joke... well, it WAS a joke, it had to be, right?

i mean, anyone who gets pissed off over two guys in THIS TOPIC HERE, where one happened to mention doing a search, then another said they were happy they weren't the only one to say it....

i think SeanGARs photos state it best.

too bad we're out of credits and can't change CUTs... "tampax" would make a nice one for you.

of course, if it's a joke, then..... fluck it, i can't believe i'm replying in this topic (a 2nd time, at that).


ya'll for making me post.

Hey.......

[Franksmith]

Originally Posted by williamsje85

That was uncalled for. But seriously I think most people mean it as a joke but some don't.

I was agreeing with you... which it (obviously) appears you were not aware of? No offense... just agreeing.... especially since most people know I am a CHRISTian and am into the Amen stuff!

I too am unaware of where you were going with your above reply.

[/threadjack]

[icehog3]

Originally Posted by Da Klugs

Hey.......

Quick edit Dave....get a call from Tampax's Corporate Attorney?

[Da Klugs]

Originally Posted by icehog3

Quick edit Dave....get a call from Tampax's Corporate Attorney?

I did a search and found that you need to post a copyright notice for trade names. As I Don't know how to do that, I did a search and couldn't find an answer. Did a quick soul search and decided that this thread was not the right forum to get an answer. Searched the keyboard and found the right keys to edit the post with.

[sirxlaughs]

it took 2 hours to hit 6 pages..
i guess i'll make a contribution too..

[icehog3]

Originally Posted by Da Klugs

I did a search and found that you need to post a copyright notice for trade names. As I Don't know how to do that, I did a search and couldn't find an answer. Did a quick soul search and decided that this thread was not the right forum to get an answer. Searched the keyboard and found the right keys to edit the post with.

I'm searching for the underlying meaning in your post...and I think I found it. LOL

[Da Klugs]

It's so metaphysical and yet IHT irritating at the same time.

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[(909)]

Xxx

[El Gato]

Well said 909!

[SeanGAR]

Originally Posted by El Gato

Well said 909!

The eloquence. The vocabulary. So reminescent of Noyes ....

The Highwayman
by Alfred Noyes

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding--
Riding--riding--
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.

He'd a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin,
A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin;
They fitted with never a wrinkle: his boots were up to the thigh.
And he rode with a jeweled twinkle,
His pistol butts a-twinkle,
His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jeweled sky.

Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard,
He tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred;
He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.

And dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked
Where Tim the ostler listened; his face was white and peaked;
His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like moldy hay,
But he loved the landlord's daughter,
The landlord's red-lipped daughter,
Dumb as a dog he listened, and he heard the robber say--

"One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize tonight,
But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light;
Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way."

He rose upright in the stirrups; he scarce could reach her hand,
But she loosened her hair in the casement. His face burnt like a brand
As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast;
And he kissed its waves in the moonlight,
(Oh, sweet black waves in the moonlight!)
Then he tugged at his rein in the moonlight, and galloped away to the West.

He did not come in the dawning; he did not come at noon;
And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise of the moon,
When the road was a gypsy's ribbon, looping the purple moor,
A red-coat troop came marching--
Marching--marching--
King George's men came marching, up to the old inn-door.

They said no word to the landlord, they drank his ale instead,
But they gagged his daughter and bound her to the foot of her narrow bed;
Two of them knelt at her casement, with muskets at their side.
There was death at every window;
And hell at one dark window;
For Bess could see, through her casement, the road that he would ride.

They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest.
They had bound a musket beside her, with the barrel beneath her breast.
"Now keep good watch!" and they kissed her. She heard the doomed man say--
Look for me by moonlight;
Watch for me by moonlight;
I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way!

She twisted her hands behind her; but all the knots held good.
She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood.
They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like years,
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight,
Cold, on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers!

The tip of one finger touched it. She strove no more for the rest.
Up, she stood up to attention, with the muzzle beneath her breast.
She would not risk their hearing; she would not strive again;
For the road lay bare in the moonlight;
Blank and bare in the moonlight;
And the blood of her veins, in the moonlight, throbbed to her love's refrain.
Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot! Had they heard it? The horse-hoofs ringing clear;
Tlot-tlot, tlot-tlot, in the distance? Were they deaf that they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,
The highwayman came riding,
Riding, riding!
The red-coats looked to their priming! She stood up, straight and still!

Tlot-tlot, in the frosty silence! Tlot-tlot, in the echoing night!
Nearer he came and nearer! Her face was like a light!
Her eyes grew wide for a moment; she drew one last deep breath,
Then her finger moved in the moonlight,
Her musket shattered the moonlight,
Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him--with her death.

He turned; he spurred to the west; he did not know who stood
Bowed, with her head o'er the musket, drenched with her own red blood.
Not till the dawn he heard it, his face grew gray to hear
How Bess, the landlord's daughter,
The landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.

Back, he spurred like a madman, shouting a curse to the sky,
With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high!
Blood-red were his spurs in the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat,
When they shot him down on the highway,
Down like a dog on the highway,
And he lay in his blood on the highway, with the bunch of lace at his throat.

And still of a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees,
When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
A highwayman comes riding--
Riding--riding--
A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door.
Over the cobbles he clatters and clangs in the dark inn-yard;
He taps with his whip on the shutters, but all is locked and barred;
He whistles a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.

[steve12553]

Originally Posted by spectre1

I understand that but forums are not like they used to be they have been around for years , and most people and I mean most are on other forums and know all the rules and regs there are very few NEWBIES left and usualy they will say so and say something to the effect of " If I screw up sorry Im new" . But as far as I go I dont see anything wrong w/ assumeing someone has searched already because the forum game isnt new anymore. Its old hat , its like telling someone " if you stick a fork into a lite socket youll get shocked" unless you are 7yrs old or less you already know this . If someone must do this , why not just say "Search"? Why does someone or the small group of people feel they have to make a statement inwhich your trying to make the other person look stupid or make yourself look superior? I say take it to someone who is listening

I had never seen a forum of any kind before last September when a newspaper article pointed out this one to me. I had no concept of what an internet forum was. There are newbies out here. Hey, I still see a chat room as a moving merry-go-round that I can't catch up to to go on. I learn every time I use this. Sometimes I also get so obsessed with a question I forget to search And sometime my phrasing for a search doesn't work and pointing me through a thread does. On the other hand if anyone: you, I, the persons that trigger your thread, takes themselves too seriously, they're asking for it.