This blog's only frame of reference for "Rick" would involve inserting a link to some cheesy pop song.
Also: I think, Purple, that if you examine the two philosophical concepts you present, the various ways I might toy with them, and my undying regard for you, you might understand why I'll just take a pass.
Sasha, "virtue" is a word that can be interpreted in a lot of different ways. I certainly don't think it entails prudishness. Purple, who is this "Rick" person you are talking about?
Oh...yeah, I knew about the David Tyree story. Yep, he's an asshole. I mean, he was a Giant, after all. But, to my point, he's an asshole who did his part to beat the second-best team in Super Bowl XLII.
None of which negates the caveats I previously blew straight into your lovely ear.
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In case I need to spell this out for you, much of the content in this blog is either inside baseball (private public jokes between me and friends) or satirical. Much of my expression, even when talking about real-world stuff, is satirical. I have strong opinions. Here are a few:
Government exists to promote well-being.
Yes, that's a broad sweep.
Compromise is functionally necessary.
Hate is unacceptable in real life (sports excepted; if you don't like that distinction, you're not entirely wrong, and fair play to you). I elaborate on this because it's an easy word to use, and you may see me use it. I audit on this word, and I'm confident about the contexts in which I've used it here.
There is no need to compromise with hate.
Satire draws on the need to highlight that which is wrong.
The satirist should re-examine satire that sounds like hate.
That includes me.
You need to know that I sometimes use language that others find profane. While I believe that words are words and there's nothing to fear, I respect both opposing viewpoints and your right to not read this blog.
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10 comments:
Boston has a hockey team?
Well, that lives up to the advertisement. :)
The women are more virtuous? And that's good?
My magic word is Grable as in Betty.
So, what you are saying is you are against Gay Marriage, and Rick is in favor of anarchy?
This blog's only frame of reference for "Rick" would involve inserting a link to some cheesy pop song.
Also: I think, Purple, that if you examine the two philosophical concepts you present, the various ways I might toy with them, and my undying regard for you, you might understand why I'll just take a pass.
Sasha, "virtue" is a word that can be interpreted in a lot of different ways. I certainly don't think it entails prudishness.
Purple, who is this "Rick" person you are talking about?
I am chastened by my failure to respect Mr. Astley's Anonymity in this forum. Sorry about that!
Also, http://tinyurl.com/3zeuxdg
No, it isn't that.
Oh...yeah, I knew about the David Tyree story. Yep, he's an asshole. I mean, he was a Giant, after all. But, to my point, he's an asshole who did his part to beat the second-best team in Super Bowl XLII.
None of which negates the caveats I previously blew straight into your lovely ear.
Beaner townies aside, you do not piss excellence...you piss 30 octane
my magig word is "trorypoo" WTF is that all about?!?!
I guess the refs were the best team in Super Bowl XLII then.
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