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  1. Hail and Well met Ser Seanachai for who amongst this offal, can keep the dulcet tones of erudition, bard indeed, alive such as you. Since that first thread I have admired your riposte, (and thus egged you own at Peng's expense) and truly only the OLD ONES I grant respect, certainly not that poseur Joe

    Small Friends indeed, if by such interlocutory I must acknowledge the innocence and devilishness of the young, esp at 5. But then I am his grand pere and have many names as well, one of which seems to be variations on "poppa being an 'old dog'". They do provide the ur source for many a riposte at their parents expense, a core benefit of having lived long enough to understand why we, in ancient times, used to die young...so we would not kill our the offspring of our loins. (Esp if they move back in!)

    Thus I wish you and your family a boon of health and more importantly, time, and while I tend to doze off half way through the perilousness of your prose, I am sure it is of a similar ken.

  2. Ah yes. jd something or other. I seem to remember something about you, but I can't quite put my finger on it.

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    Ah Michael, Michael. Since you use latex gloves to avoid your DNA being left where they can run a match I can understand. Despite the fact that we are a mere 206 miles distant....well let's just leave it.

    When last I frequented these parts you were but a choke throated neotenous androgynial mass of pubescence. Nice to see that your shy awkwardness, endearing as it maybe, persists, an Axis 2 disorder of the first magnitude, no doubt heredity has a role. Yep, up in the 'hollers of the Olympics, things can get a might twitchy.

  3. It still exists,

    Time for my Quadrennial dose of thorazine mixed with various other drugs and isolate in a sensory depravation chamber, knock back a tequila and drop by for a visit. I see we still do not have lives, good on you, and my greetings and deprecations to all of those who are not yet senile to remember who I was, hell not that I even remember that. Joe, Seanachai, Boo, Michael, dalem, Stuka. OGSF etc.

    Oh yes I loathe you all....ahhh that felt good. Now piss off.

  4. Originally posted by Joe Shaw:

    YOU ARE AN EX-CESSPUDLIAN!!

    Hmmm do you feel threatened? Such an insistence on your 'rightful place'

    Emeritus ... is an adjective that is used in the title of a retired professor, bishop or other professional. The term is used when a person of importance in a given profession retires, so that his or her former rank can still be used in his or her title. This is particularly useful when establishing the authority a person might have to comment, lecture or write on a particular subject.
    Nor can you say fallen away, for I have returned anonce and anon to venture into the pool from time to time. Get my ticket punched so to say. While Inactive, or perhaps quiescent are more apropos.

    Those who seek to hold by rules simply betray their insecurities, and so Joe, if measured by any measure has a veritable plethora of wriggling, squirmy squishy things. best not look.

    We of House Lex, while acknowledging the value of the Law also see it as a plastic malleable thing that defines us in an ever evolving synthesis... at least by the page. We have always opposed your ways Justicar, and always will. An element of anarchy, with a dose of syndicalism mixed in if you please.

    You serve, but do not rule eh? Yon Cassius, of a leaner and hungrier visage, perhaps

  5. Originally posted by Boo Radley:

    HOOOOOLY MACKERAL, ANDY! Look who be here! It's our very own Papa, come back to smack some sense into the youngster!

    Lawdy, Lawdy!

    How you doing, old man?

    "Arch foe of the Rule of the Justicate", eh?

    I knew I got the gift from somewheres.

    Break out the good stuff. It's party time.

    You may approach and kiss the House signet, however empty your pockets before you approach, there's a good boy Boo
  6. Joe, Latin was never something I cared for except "In vino veritas" , and you always were a stuck up priss.

    As for my 'appearance' I refer you to Mozart's Don Giovanni...

    Giovanni opens the door himself to reveal the statue of the Commendatore. ("Don Giovanni! a cenar teco m'invitasti" - Don Giovanni! To dine with you you've invited me). It exhorts the careless villain to repent of his wicked lifestyle, but Giovanni adamantly refuses. The statue sinks into the earth and drags Giovanni with him. Hellfire surrounds Don Giovanni as he is carried below.
    Seems appropriate, villain, yet I have coalecesed in this place to meet Sir 37mm, descendant of our house in a martial contest ot cunning guile/bile and spittle. To take this into the purview of The Others, outsiders all, speaks of Heresy. Are you speaking Heresy, shall we try you as witch, antichrist and a bollock?

    Leave us now, I await the supplications of young Master 37mm

  7. Inter-familial dustups came be both unseemly and entertaining, thus we present, courtesy of House Lex

    From: Sir 37mm

    Sent: Wednesday, May 31, 2006 4:38 PM

    To: JDMorse

    Just to get this straight, are you agreeing to a ‘Cesspool game’ (with an AAR in return for regular postings at the 'Pool) or a ‘normal game’ (no AAR, no or few postings at the ‘Pool needed)?

    JDMorse, Official Lawyer (Emeritis) of the Peng Challenge Threads & Founder of House Lex ~ Arch foe of the Rule of the Justicate, responds:

    Peng on a Stick Boy! Are you of our House or scum sucking boot licking serf! Of course it’d be a pool battle. Jez-us, what sort of mealy mouthed tongue split low life drudge have you become. Sheeeeet boy you almost sound……ack…………polite. Concerned for my feelings like. I will obviously have to pound your ever scrofulous and putrescent sack of pus up one side and down to throw at the feet of Peng and denounce and banish you from our lineage unless you grow a pair (which in your case maybe an anatomical oddity)

    So unless you shape up and show you belong, don’t bother me. And be sure to gently pull that ‘item’ from out of your boot,…and er the one behind your back, tucked in your pants as well. Not down your front ya piece o’ ****e boy. Stop twirlin’ yerself like a bitch in heat, the shiv at the rear of your pants, or have ye gone and messed yerself again…………….

  8. Well well, some things never do change. I guess they forgot the meds and to lock my door so I'd thought to take a stroll. and like the constant growth of mold and fungus, I find myself passing through.

    Salutations and all, esp to young Hiram all grown up like... and Joe and Lady Yk2 and well all of you.... you still haunt my dreams you know, like River in Firefly/Serenity, two by two, hands of blue....

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