Karsten, i seem to recall a cool guy who watched poopsocking go down last summer and the crap that ensued from afar (about an ocean away) and thought to himself "If I led a guild we wouldn't stoop down to that shitty level," in fact I believe his name was Karsten. It seems you're having just a bit of trouble understanding the argument and we keep walking ourselves in circles, and i fucking hate ballroom dancing. So in true RnF spirit, I will interpret this magnificent threadzor in a fashion that can be seen as an analogy to the current arguments and the counterarguments -- but with an RnF spin. Perhaps a dramatic play?
This shit's for real!
Scene II
Carebear noobie 1: Karsten, maybe you guys shouldn't be raping chickens... it just seems wrong.
Karsten: Nothing in the town's laws states that raping chickens is wrong. Why the hate bro?
Carebear noobie 2: Dude... you're fucking chickens? When has that shit ever been right?
Karsten: Listen, back where I'm from you could rape all the poultry you wanted and nobody said a word.
Carebear noobie 1: But that's where you're from... I mean, we never thought anyone in their right mind would come down here and start fucking chickens so we never thought any laws outlawing the raping of winged-table meat was necessary.
Mayor of Dandy Ol' Town (Nilbl0rg): Raping chickens is pretty douchie, dude. You might catch the avian flu.
Karsten: Listen, just because you think something is wrong doesn't mean everybody does. I think the chickens might enjoy it, actually. I mean, morality is such a touchy subject that's so...
Carebear noobies and the Mayor in unison: Will you just quit fucking chickens already!?!?
Karsten: I know that you guys don't like it, and I get that, but I only listen to my fellow chickenfuckers.
AND SCENE!
it seems like act III may be soon to follow. stay tuned
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