Chavis vs Darth Rings : who looks stupid?

[Quarterquack]

You can't make a pool? it's easy enough. Dig a hole in the ground and wait for it to rain. Voila - Pool.

Don't be silly. You need insulation to keep the water in the hole. That's a very important step!

[Quarterquack]

Having been so wickedly vilified and inconsequentially misappropriated by the mentally malnourished; namely the OP and Darth Rings Around the fucking Rosie, my progeny, my legacy, my heir of the dog that bit me, would like to petri-dish the dirt from his undisclosed yet lush location. The poor, timid, misunderstood boy-king passes his instructions and milk-bottles full of piss only to me.

His muttering retreats. He would like to entreat Darth Rings to withdraw from his vapid onslaught of nothingness and deliver at least an apology to the homogenic homunculus we know as OlegL.

He says that you should admit that you bullied said mong and sever one of your fat fingers in a car door by way of penance.

Good day to you, too. It is to my utmost dismay to start off this rebuttal as little more than being the bearer of unfortunate news, to yourself. You regaled us all with the tale of your son's loyalty and resourcefulness of passing his piss unto you, in hopes that his father may not die thirsty, I assume. A little misunderstanding occurred, however. It wasn't piss. You haphazardly guessed about the correct abdominopelivc regional wherabouts, however. Just the wrong kind of excrement. The burgundy color should have been your biggest hint.

Sincerely, Darth Rings Around the fucking Rosie.

[Chalice's Dad]

Having been so wickedly vilified and inconsequentially misappropriated by the mentally malnourished; namely the OP and Darth Rings Around the fucking Rosie, my progeny, my legacy, my heir of the dog that bit me, would like to petri-dish the dirt from his undisclosed yet lush location. The poor, timid, misunderstood boy-king passes his instructions and milk-bottles full of piss only to me.

His muttering retreats. He would like to entreat Darth Rings to withdraw from his vapid onslaught of nothingness and deliver at least an apology to the homogenic homunculus we know as OlegL.

He says that you should admit that you bullied said mong and sever one of your fat fingers in a car door by way of penance.

Good day to you, too. It is to my utmost dismay to start off this rebuttal as little more than being the bearer of unfortunate news, to yourself. You regaled us all with the tale of your son's loyalty and resourcefulness of passing his piss unto you, in hopes that his father may not die thirsty, I assume. A little misunderstanding occurred, however. It wasn't piss. You haphazardly guessed about the correct abdominopelivc regional wherabouts, however. Just the wrong kind of excrement. The burgundy color should have been your biggest hint.

Sincerely, Darth Rings Around the fucking Rosie.

My son's piss is distributed globally as a fine champagne. It's a cottage industry. It get's a bit samey, but then so does lobster or foie gras, or in your case, I'd imagine, spunk.

[Quarterquack]

My son's piss is distributed globally as a fine champagne. It's a cottage industry. It get's a bit samey, but then so does lobster or foie gras, or in your case, I'd imagine, spunk.

Let me guess. Your son works for Rosé? It would explain your floral fixation, sugarlumps.

EDIT: Also, let me know when you catch the point of my previous post. I'd give you a few days, but I'm afraid you'd croak in the time being. So let me know in a few hours and I'll drop a hint.

[Chalice's Dad]

My son's piss is distributed globally as a fine champagne. It's a cottage industry. It get's a bit samey, but then so does lobster or foie gras, or in your case, I'd imagine, spunk.

Let me guess. Your son works for Rosé? It would explain your floral fixation, sugarlumps.

EDIT: Also, let me know when you catch the point of my previous post. I'd give you a few days, but I'm afraid you'd croak in the time being. So let me know in a few hours and I'll drop a hint.

My glorious cum-diamond of a sprog wants to express to you his momentous, jaw-dislocating apathy as to what you think you said in this or any other post.

In truth, I've rarely witnessed him so unconcerned with something so terminally unfunny. It's almost as if his head has transformed into a tumbleweed in biomorphic disapproval.

[Quarterquack]

I assure you his face assumed that shape at birth. In fact, the delivering staff almost discarded him, believing him to be vaginal pre-birth excrement. Although, being a direct blood (wrong word to use in context?) relative, you could definitely be the authority on whether he takes after his mother or father.

[Quarterquack]

In fact, South Park Season 11, Episode 9, was written as an allegory in memory of your son.

[cilice]

As a spokespersonality for the family concerned, I'd like to relay that Mr Ofweewee has been otherwise disposed with matters relating to tentacles and antisemitism and with which we need not divert ourselves.

Suffice it to be asked, and I'm paraphrasing here, why in the name of stupid fuck are you relying on people having watched South fucking Park instead of betesticling yourself and making up jokes of your own?

Or words to that effect. That was the core of it as I heard it muffled through that solid oak door.

[megabyteme]

I was initially going to agree with iDoll's post, "Who would toss a few pseudo-intellectual insults out and when confronted run away from chalice?" , but in the presence of Chalice's Dad one can not focus upon anything but the shining, ethereal, glow.

Hail Chalice's Dad. There WILL be better days ahead.

Drop to your knees and humble yourself Rings, it is said He can cure Rheumatoid with the flick of his ciggy ashes.

[IdolEyes787]

I was initially going to agree with iDoll's post, "Who would toss a few pseudo-intellectual insults out and when confronted run away from chalice?" , but in the presence of Chalice's Dad one can not focus upon anything but the shining, ethereal, glow.

It doesn't matter since I changed my vote to "Who cares because in the larger picture doesn't everybody else really win anyway"?