Why 'IHateMrPotatoHead' Hates Mr.Potatohead!?

[IHateMrPotatohead]

*sigh* Nice to know that I go away for a weekend and people still talk about me. I feel so popular!

[Inquartata]

Careful, you're beginning to sound cynical and ironic. If the Curmudgeon's guild should get wind of this...

[IHateMrPotatohead]

I would be more than happy to be your Curmudgeon-in-Training Inq! Let me go an practice my grumpy faces now....

[Inquartata]

I will PM you with an address where you can remit your union dues. I warn you, they are exorbitant! But worth every penny.

[Neinteen]

NOO!!! Anther CURMDOEGOENGKSGNGN

Another :

A curmudgeon's reputation for malevolence is undeserved. They're neither warped nor evil at heart. They don't hate mankind, just mankind's absurdities. They're just as sensitive and soft-hearted as the next guy, but they hide their vulnerability beneath a crust of misanthropy. They ease the pain by turning hurt into humor. . . . . . They attack maudlinism because it devalues genuine sentiment. . . . . . Nature, having failed to equip them with a servicable denial mechanism, has endowed them with astute perception and sly wit.
Curmudgeons are mockers and debunkers whose bitterness is a symptom rather than a disease. They can't compromise their standards and can't manage the suspension of disbelief necessary for feigned cheerfulness. Their awareness is a curse.
Perhaps curmudgeons have gotten a bad rap in the same way that the messenger is blamed for the message: They have the temerity to comment on the human condition without apology. They not only refuse to applaud mediocrity, they howl it down with morose glee. Their versions of the truth unsettle us, and we hold it against them, even though they soften it with humor.

[Neinteen]

oh, anbd curdmoefnngeons can only be men.

[KD5MDK]

NOO!!! Anther CURMDOEGOENGKSGNGN

Another :

A proper Curmudgeon like Inquartata would never spell it CURMDOEGOENGKSGNGN. They would also capitalize correctly.

[Neinteen]

thank god im not one of those freaks

[Inquartata]

The Fox and the Grapes, Aesop


ONE hot summer’s day a Fox was strolling through an orchard till he came to a bunch of Grapes just ripening on a vine which had been trained over a lofty branch. “Just the things to quench my thirst,” quoth he. Drawing back a few paces, he took a run and a jump, and just missed the bunch. Turning round again with a One, Two, Three, he jumped up, but with no greater success. Again and again he tried after the tempting morsel, but at last had to give it up, and walked away with his nose in the air, saying: “I am sure they are sour.”

Moral:

“IT IS EASY TO DESPISE WHAT YOU CANNOT GET.”

[Neinteen]

i'm not into emos, nonetheless old grump ones.

[seven6ty]

i'm not into emos, nonetheless old grump ones.

...Quoth she.

[Neinteen]

...Quoth she.

!?

[fences_like_a_lemur]

...Quoth it [sic.].

!?

Does that clarify your confusion Neinteen?

[Inquartata]

Come on, now, it's much more fun when they don't quite get it...

[Zilverzmurfen]

*sigh* Nice to know that I go away for a weekend and people still talk about me. I feel so popular!

Lucky you, I've been gone for almost two weeks and haven't been mentioned once...

[wahrman]

Not to worry, you've not been forgotten.

The 516,649 post thread

Lucky you, I've been gone for almost two weeks and haven't been mentioned once...

[Neinteen]

Lucky you, I've been gone for almost two weeks and haven't been mentioned once...

GAH! It's the hive queen.

*Hides behind Lork Gorlock's Hair*

[lefty_monster]

Lucky you, I've been gone for almost two weeks and haven't been mentioned once...

Zmurf!!! Nein started an anti-epee club!

[Inquartata]

Tattletale!

PS Who is Lork Gorlock?

[Neinteen]

Tattletale!

PS Who is Lork Gorlock?

Lord Gorlock's brother. I hope you Die.

Bah! LorD goRlock started it... sorta no. I did, but still hurt him not me.

just make sure the hair is intact